Bob: Listen, Foolish, are you happy?
Lulu: At times.
Bob: What times?
Lulu: What times when I'm with you. Then, I'm not only happy, I'm sappy.
Lulu: I was a fool! I was crazy!
Bob: Lulu, you've got to come back.
Lulu: What for? To see you make love to your wife?
Lulu: I know what I'm saying! You're poison to me! Poison! I'm sorry I ever met you! But, I'm not old! You're not the only man in the world! I don't have to stop living! Not for you! Not for anybody!
Holland: You've been working for Grover and you've had a chance to find out things. What did you dig up? Come on?
Lulu: Do I get a bonus?
Holland: A bonus? You get a bonus, a raise and a kiss.
Lulu: Well, while peeking through the keyhole, I found out that Mr. Grover takes his coffee black, listens in on Amos and Andy, and he wears pink suspenders.
Holland: Come on, get off the comic page. Where did he dig up that kid?
Lulu: Oh, he told me under a cabbage leaf.
Holland: Ah, what a chance you passed up. You'll never make a newspaper woman.
Lulu: Am I fired?
Holland: No, I still think you'll make a newspaper man.
Lulu: Who was them ladies I seen you with last night?
Holland: Them was no ladies. Them was... no ladies. When you can't have one, you go for all of them. It don't mean anything. You're different. I'd do anything in the world for you.
Lulu: I've never been to a Convention and I'd like to see what they're like. And then I thought you might like to have a few paragraphs on the woman's angle.
Holland: Well, here's a paragraph on the man's angle. How 'bout giving in?
Lulu: Proposition or proposal?
Holland: With this ring, I do thee wed.
Lulu: I'm not the marrying sort.