Matt Nolan: Come out and take it, you dirty, yellow-bellied rat, or I'll give it to you through the door!
Ruby: Say, where did you go last night? I stood in front of that cigar store so long they took me for an Indian!
Cop with Jewish Man: [after Nolan speaks perfect Yiddish] Nolan, what part of Ireland did your folks come from?
Matt Nolan: [laughs and then with a Yiddish accent] Delancey Street, thank you.
Matt Nolan: I wouldn't go with that dame if she was the last woman on earth, and I just got out of the Navy.
Matt Nolan: I'd like to bury the hatchet - right in their thick skulls.
Ruby: Your customer's idea of delicious and yours don't agree.
Skeets: [Reading movie poster] Coming: John Barrymore, The Mad Genius. I wonder what he's mad about.
Ruby: You know what I think? I think he's copying Fredric March more and more every day. Don't you think so? He's my favorite though, except Joe E. Brown.
Ruby: [to Skeets] C'mom. I feel like bein' bored, and you can do the job better than anyone I know.
Ruby: [to Sue] I wish I could meet some big Spaniard with a lot of money. You know, I'm getting to the point where I ain't as particular as I used to be. I'll marry any guy that's got a collar and shirt, and if it comes to a pinch, marry him without the shirt.
Skeets: [looking admiringly at Sue's legs as she climbs up the stairs of the el train] Well, anyway, she's got a nice pair of pins.
Matt Nolan: Ah, I wouldn't go for that dame if she was the last woman on Earth and I just got out of the navy.