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Kathleen: You should have William Powell for a secretary.

Bradford Galt: William Powell... who's he?

Kathleen: Don't ya ever go to the movies? He's a detective, in "The Thin Man."

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Hardy Cathcart: The enjoyment of art is the only remaining ecstasy that is neither immoral nor illegal.

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Hardy Cathcart: Lovers of beauty never haggle over price, Tony.

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Bradford Galt: I'll be at the Cathcart galleries absorbing culture. I don't want to die ignorant.

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Kathleen Stewart: I've never been followed before.

Bradford Galt: That's a terrible reflection on American manhood.

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Bradford Galt: You know, I think I'll fire you and get me a Tahitian secretary.

Kathleen Stewart: You won't like them; those grass skirts are a fire hazard.

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Bradford Galt: [replying to Anthony Jardine] You, on the level. Why, for six bits you'd hang your mother on a meathook.

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Hardy Cathcart: How I detest the dawn. The grass always looks like it's been left out all night.

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Bradford Galt: There goes my last lead. I feel all dead inside. I'm backed up in a dark corner, and I don't know who's hitting me.

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Bradford Galt: I'm clean as a peeled egg. No debts, no angry husbands, no payoffs... nothin'.

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Bradford Galt: I can be framed easier than "Whistler's Mother".

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Bradford Galt: One thing led to another, and he led with his right.

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Hardy Cathcart: [whispering] Tell him you need two hundred dollars to leave town.

Stauffer, alias Fred Foss: [on the phone to Galt] I need two yards, powder money.

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Mrs. Kingsley: Isn't my Turner divine? Look at it! It grows on you.

Hardy Cathcart: You make it sound like a species of fungus.

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Hardy Cathcart: I found the portrait long before I met Mari. And I worshipped it. When I did meet her, it was as if I'd always known her... and wanted her.

Woman in Gallery: Oh, how romantic.

Hardy Cathcart: If you prefer to be maudlin about it, perhaps.

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Miss Dennis, Saleswoman: This is one of Donatello's finest pieces.

Bradford Galt: How much is it?

Miss Dennis, Saleswoman: $40,000.

Bradford Galt: Wrap it up.

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Policeman in Galleries: Hey, Mac. Do you suppose anybody in his right mind ever buys a piece of junk like that?

Policeman in Galleries: Sure they do. That is "aht."

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Stauffer, alias Fred Foss: It didn't work. It was a busto-crusto.

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Hardy Cathcart: Take, uh, Tony for instance. I'd never imagine him to be interested in... Lucy Wilding, but he is.

Mari Cathcart: It's not true! He's always loathed her.

Hardy Cathcart: He loathed her rather intimately, I'm afraid.

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Kathleen: My father was a major-league umpire. Well, what else

[at the Tudor Penny Arcade]

Kathleen: can I beat you at?

Bradford Galt: What other kinds of games do you like to play? You know, we've got some great playgrounds up around 52nd Street.

Kathleen: Among them your apartment?

Bradford Galt: Why, just a coincidence.

Kathleen: I haven't worked for you very long, Mr. Galt, but I know when you're pitching a curve at me, and I always carry a catcher's mitt.

Bradford Galt: No offense. A guy's got to score, doesn't he?

Kathleen: Not in my league. I don't play for score, I play for keeps - "said she with a smile."

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Bradford Galt: Why don't you come over here, where you belong?

[Bradford pats the couch that he is laying on]

Kathleen: [Kathleen throws Bradford his mended suit jacket and proceeds to walk out Bradford's front door] Well, if you're feeling that much better, perhaps I better go home.

[scene fades]

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Kathleen: What's done to you is done to me.

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Stauffer, alias Fred Foss: It didn't work. It was a busto crusto.

Hardy Cathcart: [Cathcart is at a total loss as to what this means] A what?

Stauffer, alias Fred Foss: A flop.

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Kathleen: But remember, I can get brand new tough guys for a dime a dozen.

Bradford Galt: Here, get yourself two dozen.

[Bradford tosses two dimes at Kathleen across the table]

Kathleen: [Kathleen pushes them back towards Bradford] I'd rather pick you up at a rummage sale. I'm a sucker for bargains. Speaking of bargains, if you can't get nines in those nylons, I'll take eight-and-a-half or even ten. Doesn't matter.

Bradford Galt: I'll make a note of it.

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Bradford Galt: The stain... The ink, baby, the ink. I smeared ink on his white suit up in my office.

Kathleen Stewart: What of it?

Bradford Galt: He'd have to have the suit cleaned, wouldn't he? The cleaners would have his address, wouldn't they?

Kathleen Stewart: Well, this is a pretty dirty town. Cleaning places grow on every street like mushrooms.

Bradford Galt: Yeah, but they don't do their own cleaning.

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Hardy Cathcart: Love is not the exclusive province of adolescence, my dear; it's a heart ailment that strikes all age groups-like my love for you. My love for you is the only malady I've contracted since the usual childhood diseases. And it's incurable.

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