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: A thing happened to me that usually happens to men. You see, a man can meet two, three or four women and fall in love with all of them, and then, by a process of interesting elimination, he is able to decide which he prefers. But a woman must decide purely on instinct, guesswork, if she wants to be considered nice.
: Boys, it's the only thing we can do. Let's forget sex.
: It's true we had a gentleman's agreement, but unfortunately, I am no gentleman.
: Do you love me? Gilda Farrell
: Oh, Max, people should not ask that question on their wedding night. It's either too late or too early.
: It's amazing how a few insults can bring people together in three hours. Gilda Farrell
: It was certainly good to hear all the names you called me. I haven't heard them since I left father and mother.
: You see, George, you're sort of like a ragged straw hat with a very soft lining. A little bit out of shape, very dashing to look at, and very comfortable to wear. And you, Tom, piquant, perched over one eye, and has to be watched on windy days. And both so becoming.
: I'm sick of being a trademark married to a slogan.
: Now listen, Plunkett, Incorporated. You go to those customers of yours and give 'em a sales talk. Sell them anything you want, but not me. I'm fed up with underwear, cement, linoleum, I'm sick of being a trademark married to a slogan! Max Plunkett
: Gilda... Gilda Farrell
: Don't you tell 'em I've got hiccups. Tell them I've got the advertising blues. The billboard collywobbles! Slogans and sales talks morning, noon, and night, and not one human sound out of you and your whole flock of Egelbaurs!
: Gilda, I've been your friend for five years. Gilda Farrell
: And I want you to remain my friend for the next fifty years. So please shut up.
: Max, have you ever been in love? Max Plunkett
: This is no time to answer that. Gilda Farrell
: Have you ever felt your brain catch fire? And a curious grateful thing go through your body? Down, down to your very toes, and leave you with your ears ringing? Max Plunkett
: That's abnormal. Gilda Farrell
: Well, that's how I felt just before you came in. Max Plunkett
: Yeah? How'd you feel yesterday after your promenade with Tom? Gilda Farrell
: Just the opposite. It started in my toes, and came up, up, up very slowly till my brain caught fire. But the ringing in the ears was the same.
: We have to tell him the truth, no matter what happens to the furniture.