Attack of the 50 Foot Woman (1958)
Dr. Isaac Cushing: She will tear up the whole town until she finds Harry.
Deputy Charlie: And then she'll tear up Harry.
KRKR-TV Commentator: Ladies and gentlemen, this is KRKR-TV. And now, more news of high fliers. Nancy Archer, the former Nancy Fowler, heiress to the Fowler fortune and the fabulous Star of India diamond, has joined the ever expanding international society of satellite seers. From the Archer's palatial home away from home comes word that Mrs. Archer claims not only to be seeing a sociable satellite, but its inhabitant as well, a 30-foot giant. Is he pink with big ears and tusks? It seems that Mrs. Archer, who has been feuding with her husband, Handsome Harry, has finally found a man from out of this world, someone who will love her for herself. Come, come, Mrs. Archer. Any man can ignore a million dollars, but fifty million? That's too much to ask for, even from the man in the moon.
Jess Stout: [about the Sheriff's gun] You're not going to use that on her, are you?
Sheriff Dubbitt: What do you want me to do, put salt on her tail?
Delivery man: [inventorying the items he has just brought] Meat hooks, four lengths of chain, forty gallons of plasma, and an elephant syringe.
Dr. Isaac Cushing: It's Mrs. Archer. She's on a rampage. We've got to warn the town.
Nancy Archer: I know where my husband is! He's with that woman!
Harry Archer: Now you pulled a boner tonight and you know it.
Dr. Isaac Cushing: She finally got Harry all to herself.
Deputy Charlie: What's with her? Is she off her rocker or something?
Sheriff Dubbitt: Don't look back. But as long as she pays most of the taxes around here, we play along with her.
Harry Archer: You know, you're going to flip your lid just one time too many with me, Nancy.
[Charlie finds a giant footprint on the Archer's yard]
Deputy Charlie: Wow! What is that?
Sheriff Dubbitt: I don't know. Whatever it is, it wasn't made by some Japanese gardener.
Harry Archer: I should never have agreed to go back to her once we were separated.
Honey Parker: Why did you?
Harry Archer: You know why. I couldn't pry a nickel out of her. That community property routine only works for women! A man hasn't got a chance!
Honey Parker: Unless the wife dies.
[he looks around in shock;]
Honey Parker: I didn't say anything.
Harry Archer: You were thinking it!
Honey Parker: Not the same thing.
Nancy Archer: [with emotional anger] My husband!... My gigolo! That's what you are. You're a miserable parasite! You're just after my money! I was rid of you once. Why did I take you back? Why? Why?
Harry Archer: Why did you, Nancy?
Nancy Archer: Why?... because I love you, Harry!
Dr. Heinrich Von Loeb: How long will the morphine be effective?
Dr. Isaac Cushing: No telling with the size of her body.
Honey Parker: You know what our problem is? We both have the same disease: money, and happy ways of spending it.
Harry Archer: Hey, hey, hey, Tony, something's happen to your lights.
Tony the Bartender: I got eyes, I can see.
Honey Parker: Who needs lights?
Sheriff Dubbitt: Oh, Charlie. Go get the riot gun. We're taking a ride out to the desert with Mrs. Archer.
Deputy Charlie: Right. Why the heavy artillery, Chief?
Sheriff Dubbitt: There's a flying satellite and a 30-foot giant a few miles out on Route 66.
Deputy Charlie: [runs into office then runs back out] A 30-foot giant? Oh, no.
Harry Archer: They need my permission to operate. They're looking for me now to sign the papers.
Honey Parker: That's great. that's wonderful. Just hide out here for a few days and let her blow up like a balloon.