Tales of Manhattan (1942)
Paul Orman: What did you want to say about guns, Mr. Halloway?
John Halloway: Ever use 'em?
Paul Orman: Yes, on the stage.
Paul Orman: Shoot 'em?
Paul Orman: On the stage.
John Halloway: Not real bullts?
Paul Orman: No.
John Halloway: Just blanks, eh?
Paul Orman: Yes, only blanks. We actors prefer them.
Lazar: [Looking at the brand new tailcoat on the clothes dummy] How do you like it?
Paul Orman: Fair.
Lazar: [Enthusiastically] Look at the shoulders! How do you like those lapels?
Paul Orman: [Admiringly] Beautiful.
Lazar: Ah, but it'll look better on you, sir.
Paul Orman: [Referring to the clothes dumm] o. Always looks better on him. He's more relaxed.
Paul Orman: [the group laughs politely] Luther, a flower.
Paul Orman: Do you know what it's like to look into a woman's eyes when she's lying.
Ethel Halloway: Please don't point a gun in the house.
John Halloway: [Referring to his gun by its pet name] Don't worry. 'The Colonel's' not loaded. I may be a trifle but not 'The Colonel.'
Charles Smith's Bullying Boss: [Annoyed that the pianist in his low rent bar is playing classical, not boogie-woogie] Whatta yuh think I'm payin' yuh for, mug? Music, not moider! Good music - get it?
Joe: [Standing by the bar] You've been around here about five years now, Larry.
Avery L. 'Larry' Browne: Six!
Joe: And every day for six years you've been talkin' about goin' uptown... getting on your feet again... away from all this... but you always seem to need one more drink to get yuh nerve up. Maybe if you didn't get it up, some day you might really go.
Avery L. 'Larry' Browne: [Defensively] You know, I know what I'm doing.
Joe: Oh, sure you do, sur...
Avery L. 'Larry' Browne: [Interrupting defensively] I do't want anyone preaching to me.
Joe: Did I ever tell you not to take it? If you feel the need of another drink, why don't you have it? I'll buy.
Avery L. 'Larry' Browne: Well, here...
Joe: Larry, they tell me they got a mighty good cook at the Waldorf. Why don't you go?
Joe: [Joe lights a cigarette for Larry] Oughta be a nice party. Here's your chance to go uptown again...
Joe: [Putting his arm around Larry in a hug] ... and I don't mean north of 14th Street - I mean north of yourself.