- Merritt: Wait a minute. I've been on a regular merry-go-round here. I need a little relaxation. What are you doing tonight?
- Sarah: Nothing.
- Merritt: Don't you think it would be rather pleasant to take a little drive and forget about business?
- Sarah: No. I've been expecting this.
- Merritt: Are you a mind-reader?
- Sarah: You're easy. I can tell the way a man looks at me. Besides, you raised my salary and, then again, you never even touched me nor held my hand. Which alone is so unusual it makes a girl suspicious.
- Merritt: Ha-ha-ha. Still one step ahead of me. Well, you've got to give me credit. I don't do this sort of thing often.
- Sarah: Oh, yes you do. I'm your Secretary. I ought to know.
- Merritt: Well, my interests in women is just nervousness.
- Sarah: Well, then, don't get a nervous with me.
- Merritt: Ha-ha-ha, alright. But, I can't help being sorry you are a good woman as well as a good Secretary.
- Joe Martin: I'm on to that guy. Does he ever do anything but gab and drink?
- Sarah: He's terribly busy! You heard him say he was going to a conference.
- Joe Martin: Conference? Blonde or brunette?
- Merritt: What was it you said you wanted?
- Agnes: Money... money, money.
- Merritt: Charming. You're so nice and subtle about it.
- Agnes: I'm too nice to be subtle and you know it. I don't know how to be coy. Besides, you wouldn't like me if I were. If I'm not satisfactory, you can take me off the payroll.
- Merritt: You're just a poor little thing, who doesn't seem to be able to make both ends meet on a thousand a month.
- Merritt: I'm sorry Ray, I do my best. My bank account always seems to be overdrawn. You're a fool to be so generous.
- Merritt: Oh, don't be so morbid. I'll take care of it. I always will. As long as you limit your affections.
- Merritt: Well, you do pretty well with yourself. You're apt to drive men crazy. That is, if they're a little cracked to start with. I'm still saying... no, let's go on as we are. It may not be perfect, but, it's awfully cozy.
- Sarah: Are you really jealous about me and Mr. Merritt? He's been awfully descent to me and I respect him.
- Joe Martin: Go on, let him have you. I know what's what, you know. It's what it amounts to. He's soft on you and you're eaten it up in a big way. Go on, I don't blame you. Maybe he'll raise you two bucks a week.
- Merritt: Your friend, he's a raving lunatic.
- Sarah: Oh, no he isn't. He's smart. He's ambitious and he feels everyone's against him and he's had a lot of hard knocks and he's bitter about it. He wants to get ahead.
- Merritt: I can't figure out what you see in him?
- Sarah: You don't know him. There's a side to him that other people don't see. He's, he's got a lot of imagination and he's sensitive. He pretends to be tough because things hurt him and he doesn't want to be hurt.
- Merritt: Well, for your sake, I'll take another look at this very sensitive young man. I'm going downstairs to get a rub down. Tell him he can see me there.
- Merritt: Do you know anything about glamour cream?
- Joe Martin: Yeah, I know all about it. Looks like putty and sells for 14 bucks a jar.
- Merritt: Put it on at night. Penetrates the pores of the skin. Works while you sleep.
- Joe Martin: Sounds like something for bed bugs.
- Merritt: It's made from the glandular fluids of real alligators. I've seen them myself.
- Joe Martin: I wouldn't lay that on too thick in the copy. You know, no dame likes to look like an alligator.
- Merritt: I'm going to call your bluff right now, Martin. You think you can write copy? Between now and 8 o'clock you're going to write the copy for one of our most important new clients. If you get away with it, you're hired at 50 a week.
- Joe Martin: Don't be a fool. I haven't changed my mind about him. He's only giving me this chance because he's mushy on you.
- Joe Martin: That lavender water sure gets my nanny.
- Agnes: Take a good whiff.
- Joe Martin: What do you call it?
- Agnes: D'amour.
- Joe Martin: Do you use it all over you?
- Agnes: Well, not exactly. I use other things.
- Joe Martin: Ha-ha-ha, I can just see you in a hot bath with this a'mour stuff.
- Agnes: Oh, that's indecent.
- Joe Martin: Yeah, I heard worse.
- Agnes: Tell me worse.
- Joe Martin: I've been sitting up here trying to think up catch words for the luxury trade. Trying to sell cream to dolls that rub it on themselves. Suddenly, I look up and your standing there. I mean, glamour. This beauty they get for 14 bucks a pot. You're a pot of that scene. It's the stuff that makes poets go cuckoo.
- Agnes: Ha-ha-ha. Go on, your cuckoo yourself.
- Joe Martin: Oh, you don't know what I'm talking about. Your, your not so much. But you look like you stepped out of a little pot of gold. And when I seen you, I seen the whole game.
- Agnes: You know, I could use you.
- Joe Martin: What for?
- Agnes: Oh, just to crack the whip over you. Because your so wild. Because you want to punch people and call them names and walk over them. I could teach you a few things. And if I wanted to, I could make you jump through hoops.
- Joe Martin: You want to try?
- Dinah: Oh, Mr. Martin, Mr. Fisher's been asking for you. He says you take too long for lunch.
- Joe Martin: Why don't you tell him to boil his head for a cabbage.
- Joe Martin: Oh, say, Dinah. How do you like working for Fisher? Any complaints? Funny, I used to have that job myself, you know.
- Dinah: Oh, he's wonderful, Mr. Martin. Mr. Fisher's just lovely to me.
- Fisher: Miss McKay was a very charming girl, Mr. Martin. She belongs definitely in the plus group. Very, very willing. She's been a great help to me, really.
- Joe Martin: Sounds like you've got a regular love nest in there.
- Dinah: Oh, Mr. Martin. It's nothing like that.
- Fisher: Nothing of the kind. But, oh, I wish it were.
- Dinah: Dinah, I congratulate you. At last you're working for a man who's willing to do wrong by you.
- Dinah: Oh, Mr. Martin. You don't suppose I'd said he was lovely to me if he tried anything like that.
- Joe Martin: You never can tell.
- Fisher: Oh, a man's better nature should over balance his lower instincts.
- Agnes: Don't ask me questions. And don't act as if you own me. I can paddle my own canoe.
- Joe Martin: Is there any place in your canoe for me?
- Agnes: Ha-ha-ha. No, I should say not. You're the kind that rocks the boat.
- Agnes: Look, Joe, it's dawn.
- Joe Martin: Yeah. The ole sun comes up when its ready, whether you like it or not.
- Agnes: I guess you'd tell the sun to stand still if you could.
- Joe Martin: Hey, you're almost home. Do I have to leave you now?
- Agnes: Come up to breakfast. But, promise not to be sappy.
- Agnes: I like New York. I like noise and parties. And I'd die anywhere else.
- Joe Martin: Sure, all the thoughts in your empty head are jazz and noise.
- Agnes: You never trusted me. You never even really bothered to know me.
- Joe Martin: I know you're made out of perfume and whipped cream. You haven't got any heart. You've got a little pile of broken glass where your heart ought to be.
- Agnes: You make up things about me. You have every part of me in a card index, haven't you? The wax face, the jewels. But, that's not me. You're too selfish to see the real me.
- Sarah: What good has it done you?
- Joe Martin: Nothing. Just a lot of dreams that turned into nightmares before I could touch 'em.
- Fisher: She's expectant, Mr. Martin.
- Joe Martin: Oh.
- Dinah: What I expect is a baby.
- Joe Martin: Well, that's probably what you'll get.