Monty Montgomery: Old fruit, you've got 'it'.
Betty Lou Spence: Just you wait-I'll take the snap out of your garters yet.
Cyrus Waltham Jr.: You idiot! Who's the girl?
Monty Montgomery: She's a ripping sort, really. She's positively top heavy with IT.
Monty Montgomery: I feel so low, old chap, that I could get on stilts and walk under a daschund.
Betty Lou: So you're one of those Minute Men - the minute you meet a girl you think you can kiss her.
Inter-title card: Poverty is no disgrace - until meddling neighbors hear of it.
Monty Montgomery: It's her friend's baby! And she's crying for you - I mean Betty, not the baby.
Cyrus Waltham Jr.: You know what sort she is - with a fatherless child.
Monty Montgomery: But I say - he isn't fatherless.
