Footlight Parade (1933)
Nan Prescott: You scram, before I wrap a chair around your neck!
Vivian Rich: [Angrily] It's three o'clock in the morning - where do you want me to go?
[Nan starts to speak, but Vivian immediately cuts her off]
Vivian Rich: You cheap stenographer...
Nan Prescott: Outside, countess. As long as they've got sidewalks YOU'VE got a job.
[Shoves her out, gives her a swift kick in the rump, and slams the door behind her]
Chester Kent: Hello, Vivian. This is Miss Rich. My secretary, Miss Prescott.
Nan Prescott: I know Miss Bi... Rich, if you remember.
Nan Prescott: I wouldn't beef about being locked up with the man I love!
Charlie Bowers: Is there, is there anything I can do?
Chester Kent: Yeah. See that window over there?
Charlie Bowers: Yeah.
Chester Kent: Take a running jump and I think you can make it.
Nan Prescott: I've got an idea.
Chester Kent: Keep it to yourself or the wife'll cash in on it.
Nan Prescott: And when I get an idea I do something about it.
Chester Kent: Most dames do.
Chester Kent: Listen, Nan, send a new boy and girl on right away, and make sure they're not in love with each other.
Nan Prescott: Right.
Chester Kent: Uh, get a couple already married.
Chester Kent: [to Vivian Rich] I'd rather you sue me than marry me.
Bea: If I were a man, I wouldn't be a lapdog tied to any woman's apron strings.
Scotty: I might surprise you.
Bea: You probably won't.
Chester Kent: Where's Thompson?
Bea: Out for a few minutes.
Chester Kent: He'll be out for life if he doesn't stick closer to business.
Vivian Rich: Chester, it's like being in jail.
Chester Kent: Sorry, dear, better get used to it.
Nan Prescott: She is used to it.
Vivian Rich: You said you'd marry me and you're going to marry me!
Chester Kent: Well, I sure know how to pick 'em.
Nan Prescott: You said it, Papa.
Chester Kent: Maybe you should help me next time, huh?
Nan Prescott: What do you think I've been trying to do?