Monty Montgomery: I feel so low, old chap, that I could get on stilts and walk under a daschund.
[Betty Lou first lays eyes on Cyrus Waltham Jr]
Betty Lou Spence: Sweet Santa Claus, give me *him*!
[On whether Betty Lou lacks "reserve."]
Cyrus Waltham Jr.: Personally, I think she has plenty - in reserve!
[about slapping Cyrus when he tried to kiss her]
Betty Lou: I'm sorry, but a girl has to do that. You know how things are.
Betty Lou: So you're one of those Minute Men - the minute you meet a girl you think you can kiss her!
Betty Lou: Him? He couldn't even give birth to a suspicion.
Cyrus Waltham Jr.: Madame Glyn, we've been talking about your latest story. Just what *is* this "IT"?
Madame Glyn: Self-confidence and indifference as to whether you are pleasing or not - and something in you that gives the impression that you are not all cold. That's "IT"!
Madame Glyn: [emphasizing, with her finger, to Cyrus] If you have "IT", you will win the girl you love.
Cyrus Waltham Jr.: Betty, I'm crazy about you...
Betty Lou Spence: [ebullient] I love you too!
Cyrus Waltham Jr.: I'll buy you diamonds, clothes, anything you want...
Betty Lou Spence: [insulted] What are you trying to do? Offer me one of those "left-hand" arrangements?
Cyrus Waltham Jr.: I'm crazy about you! Isn't that enough?
Betty Lou Spence: [walking out] I suppose that's what you men call "love"!
Monty Montgomery: [after he's crashed the yacht into a sailboat] Silly of me, but I'm afraid I overdid it - made a left-hand turn and what not...
Inter-title card: In a shopgirl's day, the first thousand customers are the crabbiest.
Monty Montgomery: [consoling Adela Van Norman] We're just a couple of It-less "ITS"!
Monty Montgomery: It's her friend's baby! And she's crying for you - I mean Betty, not the baby...
Cyrus Waltham Jr.: You idiot! Who's the girl?
Monty Montgomery: She's a ripping sort, really. She's positively top heavy with IT!
Cyrus Waltham Jr.: You know what sort she is - with a fatherless child!
Monty Montgomery: But I say - he isn't fatherless.
Inter-title card: Poverty is no disgrace - until meddling neighbors hear of it.