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: Advice is cheap, Ms. Molloy. It's the things that come gift wrapped that count!
: It takes a woman all powdered and pink to joyously clean out the drain in the sink!
: Here, let me cut your wings! Horace
: I don't want my wings cut! Dolly Levi
: No man does, Horace, no man does.
: I'm going to march in the 14th street parade with the only kind of people I can trust: 700 men.
: Eighty percent of the people in the world are fools and the rest of us are in danger of contamination.
: Hello! Hello there, how are you? Oh Hello! Horace
: You know too many people. Dolly Levi
: Total strangers! Horace
: Then why do you greet them? Dolly Levi
: It makes me feel good to have so many friends. Horace
: Oh, say hello for me too then. Dolly Levi
: I already did.
: You are a seven-foot-tall nincompoop! Ambrose Kemper
: That's an insult! Horace
: All the facts about you are insults!
: [dressed as Ernestina Simple
] What do you mean, oysters aren't *in season*? Anyone can have oysters *in season*, I want them out of season! Horace
: They don't have any Miss Simple. Gussie Granger
: Then tell them to go out and dig for some!
: But if I can't marry Ambrose, I know I'll die! Horace
: Of what? Ermengarde Vandergelder
: A broken heart. Horace
: Never heard of it.
: Mrs. Malloy, I shan't bother you again. And I hope vice versa.
: Dolly Levi, you are a damned exasperating woman. Dolly Levi
: Why Horace Vandergelder. That is the nicest thing you have ever said to me. Ha ha.
: Corneilius Hackl! What are you doing in New York? Cornelius Hackl
: Oh, I'm just delivering some oats. Horace
: Delivering some oats? With my former intended? You're discharged! Cornelius Hackl
: You can't fire me. I quit! Irene Molloy
: So do I! Horace
: Barnaby Tucker, you're discharged. Barnaby Tucker
: You can't fire me. I quit! Minnie Fay
: So do I!
: Any man who goes to a big city deserves what happens to him.
: I've worked hard and I've become rich and friendless and mean. In America, that's about as far as you can go.