No Man of Her Own (1932)
Connie: You'd be lovely to have around, just to sprinkle the flowers with your personality.
Connie: Just a New York cowboy aren't you? Passing through and giving a little small town girl her big moment.
Connie: The girl who lands him will say no and put an anchor on it... But isn't it tough when all you can think of is yes?
Connie: [to Babe about the lake party] It's too lonesome. No subways. No Elevators. None of the rush or noise of the city.
Connie: Just pale moon, quiet lake, soft breeze, hardly rustling the pine leaves...
[Snaps back to reality and looks at Babe]
Connie: You'd be bored to death.
Kay Everly: Try sticking around, Babe. I haven't seen you in a month.
Babe Stewart: Listen, kid. That thing you've got on is pretty thin but I've got tough skin, see - and I don't feel it.
Kay Everly: And I had my heart all set on winning a thousand dollars for fur jacket with a fox collar.
Babe Stewart: You're sure Morton's check won't bounce back?
Kay Everly: I lined up Morton, didn't I? I told you he's President of the Riverside Bank.
Babe Stewart: There you go! It'll bounce back sure, a Bank President.
Kay Everly: All right, let's have it! Who'd you meet on that boat?
Babe Stewart: The steward's grandmother. And did she have "It".
Kay Everly: Babe, I miss you so! You can't let me down this way after what we've been to each other.
Babe Stewart: You know what gets me is why women can't laugh when it's over. It was all right, wasn't it? Whatcha bawlin' about? When you joined up with us it was a business proposition - pure and simple. Keep it simple, will ya.
Kay Everly: Why did you make love to me? Go on, tell me! Why did you?
Babe Stewart: You know I'm a hit and run guy. Never gonna have to comb any gal out of my hair.
Kay Everly: Not even answering my radiograms?
Babe Stewart: I ever tell you I loved you? You bet I didn't! I'm a square shooter.
Charlie Vane: Babe, I sure wish you'd take me with ya. All right, all right. I won't say it again.
Babe Stewart: I told you I want you to keep eyes on Collins and your fists on Kay.
Charlie Vane: Do you really think she'd go to the DA?
Babe Stewart: Well, unless she trips over a new brand of kisses in a hurry. I can't take a chance.
Connie: Well, what's been happening that's exciting? Did the Drug Store get in the banana flavored ice cream yet?
Connie: No, George, I'm not sore at you. I wish I were, then there'd be some hope. Sure, I like you, George; but, where do we go from there?
Babe Stewart: Who's the live wire?
Clerk: That's Connie Randall, the librarian. A cute trip. But, oh boy, is she a handful.
Connie: Well, would you like Shakespeare?
Babe Stewart: Oh, Shakespeare's all right. But, you know how it is. Some nights you just don't feel like Shakespeare.
Babe Stewart: That twinkle in your eye. Wrap it up for me, will you?
Connie: You could be nice. Try it sometime.
Babe Stewart: I might even be nice if you liked it.
Connie: You write the words and the music, don't you?
Babe Stewart: Clever girl.
Connie: Yes, I thought I told you that.
Babe Stewart: See you at nine o'clock.
Connie: Sure of yourself, aren't you?
Babe Stewart: I wouldn't be if I was sure of you.
Connie: I have a date. I have a steady date, every night - with my bed.
Connie: That's the freshest specimen that ever stepped in this library. And he asked me to go out with him! Is he looking?
Connie: You sure?
Mattie: Ah-huh. You do want to go out with him, don't you Connie?
Connie: He is nice, isn't he.
Mattie: He's reading now.
Connie: Make sure.
Mattie: He's reading.
Connie: He has lovely dimples, doesn't he? Did you notice? And when he smiles at you...
Mattie: Oh, go ahead Connie.
Connie: Oh! You scared me. It's time to go. We'll be closing. It's nine o'clock.
Babe Stewart: What do you do with all the hearts you break? Hmm?
Connie: [after a long kiss with Babe] You shouldn't have done that. I must go and you must go. See you in church.
Mrs. Randall: I bet Mr. Stewart doesn't hear any better preaching in New York than he heard today.
Babe Stewart: I'm afraid you're right, Mrs. Randall.
Mr. Randall: This ice cream is cream. Not the skim milk you get in the city.
Willie Randall: What time you going up to the lake, Connie?
Babe Stewart: Going on a trip somewhere?
Willie Randall: Yeah, she's going up to Lake Inspiration with Charlie.
Babe Stewart: Oh, I see.
Mrs. Randall: The Get-Together Club goes up there every year. It's just a little crowd, dancing, running, games, you know.
Mrs. Randall: Connie, if you must go to the lake, for heaven's sake don't ask Mr. Stewart. Those hoodlums, drinking and card playing, he'll get the wrong impression of you!
Connie: Well, I didn't ask him, mother.
Mrs. Randall: Oh, no. You didn't ask: Quiet lake. Pale moon. Pine trees. Soft breezes.
Babe Stewart: I suppose half of Glendale goes up to Lake Inspiration, hmm?
Clerk: No wonder. But, if you ask me, there's no sense in trekking way up there. The floors no good to dance on. I could never dance on it. Well, you can pass away the holiday right here in Glendale.
Babe Stewart: Yeah. You can pass away any day in Glendale.
Connie: What on earth are you doing way up here?
Babe Stewart: Well, you invited me up, didn't you?
Connie: Yes. But, I didn't think you'd accept.
Babe Stewart: I never disappoint a lady.
Connie: Oh, how thoughtful of you.
Babe Stewart: Well, here I am.
Connie: You wouldn't ruin a ladies reputation, would you?
Babe Stewart: No! No-no-no. No neighbors, have you? Mmm! Pajamas.
Connie: Lounging pajamas.
Babe Stewart: Oh, I'm glad you told me.
Babe Stewart: Now, let's talk this whole thing over.
Connie: Well, why don't you say something?
Babe Stewart: You're awfully sweet.
Connie: You think so?
Babe Stewart: Mm-hum. And that isn't all.
Connie: What else?
Babe Stewart: Oh, a lot of things.
Babe Stewart: It's very proper. We're dancing. Come on, you like this.
Connie: Well, I hadn't thought about it. Will you give me till tomorrow to answer?
[Babe squeezes Connie closer]
Connie: Please, you don't interest me that way, really. Doesn't that hurt your pride?
Babe Stewart: No. You're much too pretty.
Connie: Of course, I forgot. I promised Charlie I'd meet him at the dance.
Babe Stewart: Certainly. Why don't you go?
Connie: Because you fascinate me.
Connie: [Babe kisses Connie] You still refuse to be nice, don't you?
Babe Stewart: All right. What does a nice guy do? Sit around and talk?
Connie: Yes. I know some nice people who talk.
Babe Stewart: Lovely evening, isn't it.
Babe Stewart: You think it will rain tomorrow?
Connie: Oh, it probably will. It's a holiday.
Babe Stewart: Well, that takes care of the weather.
Babe Stewart: Why keep kidding around like this?
Connie: I'm not kidding. Only, well, you just walk in and pick up a girl and walk out. Is that fair?
Babe Stewart: No. No, you're right.
Connie: Why don't you be a sport? Why don't you give a girl a break? Why don't you take a chance?
Babe Stewart: I don't get you?
Connie: Have you ever gambled?
Babe Stewart: Yeah, I'll gamble on anything.
Connie: Why don't you gamble with me.
Babe Stewart: Well, here we go.
[Babe takes Connie's coat, takes off her hat, takes her purse out of her hands]
Babe Stewart: You know its all right.
[Connie embraces Babe. Next scene shows Connie smiling in bed, in her negligee, with the night train they are riding on coming out of a tunnel]
Connie: Darling, don't keep me waiting too long. I'm liable to get lonesome.
Babe Stewart: All right, honey.
Charlie Vane: You're not really gonna bring along that kid from the sticks?
Babe Stewart: You wait till you see her all dolled up. You know, I have a hunch she'll make Kay and all the others look like a pair of deuces.
Babe Stewart: Honey, you knocked 'em dead tonight.
Connie: What a break for little Connie. The only girl with four men. You can't deny I was the most popular woman there.
Connie: Are you a millionaire or something? Losing three thousand dollars, that way, in one evening. I never knew there was that much money in the world.
Babe Stewart: Darling, don't be funny so early in the morning. I never laugh until I've had my coffee!
Connie: Oh, you look grand darling. If we weren't married, I'd sleep with you.
Babe Stewart: Why don't you try it anyway.
Babe Stewart: I'd like to get up a party some night for Connie. You know any nice girls?
Charlie Vane: Certainly not.
Babe Stewart: You wouldn't!
Babe Stewart: I'm not alibiing myself. Card-sniping is the only racket I've ever known. That's all there is to that.
Connie: I'm not trying to talk you into anything. I know you need a lot of rope. Whether you hang yourself or bring the rope back, I don't know. It's up to you.
Babe Stewart: I changed my mind about your staying here. You're going back to Glendale.
Connie: But I like it here.
Babe Stewart: I'm not going to leave you in this hard boiled town. You're going back to Glendale on the next train.
Babe Stewart: If I wasn't such a toughie, you'd get under my skin.
Connie: You're not so tough.
Babe Stewart: No? You don't think so, huh?
Babe Stewart: I don't want anymore gum shoes trailing me. Things have got to be different from now on.
'Dickie' Collins: Oh, now I getcha. She's a blonde, isn't she?
Babe Stewart: Keep her away from there when Connie gets there.
Charlie Vane: What'll I do? Chloroform her?
Babe Stewart: No, give her ether. It last longer.
Kay Everly: If he was ever square with himself he'd take poison to get even. But, that's just what I like about him. I don't care if he took a rap or a hundred raps. I'm for him just as heavy.
Kay Everly: Blondes have more spunk than they're supposed to have. Ever notice that? He always was partial to blondes.
Kay Everly: If he asks about me, just tell him that I've gone cuckoo and I'm through with him. Oh, no-no, don't do that. When I'm finished with a guy, I'm finished! He'll have to find that out.
Babe Stewart: What do they sell in South America?
Trinkets Dealer: Oh, eh, shawls, dolls, Indian baskets, Panama hats, monkeys, love birds, coffee. What do you want?
Babe Stewart: Well, it's got to have a South American label.
Trinkets Dealer: Here, this pottery: Valparaiso. See it on the bottom.