- [first lines]
- Newspaper Clerk: Copy boy!
- News Staff: Copy boy! Copy boy! Copy boy!
- Blonde Clerk: Here's a picture of that chorine.
- News Editor: Put it on the front page. / Smitty, write five hundred words on "Chorus Girl Kills Man in Rage".
- Jimmy Jackson: You're supposed to know all about love and you don't even know the real thing when you see it.
- Beatrice Blair: Jimmy, if you're really in love, nothing can ever stand in your way.
- Jimmy Jackson: Is that an invitation? Flirtation? Or, temptation?
- Beatrice Blair: Dictation.
- Beatrice Blair: [singing] The man you love pays no attention to you, So, get yourself a book, And learn how to cook, And you will get your man...
- Jimmy Jackson: Why don't you give all this up and marry me?
- Beatrice Blair: Marry you? On your salary? Why, you only make $20 a week.
- Jimmy Jackson: I'm a reporter, baby. All reporters sit on desks and keep their hats on.
- Beatrice Blair: Yes and then the boss comes in and they get fired.
- Jimmy Jackson: The only one around here that can fire me - is you.
- Beatrice Blair: Me?
- Jimmy Jackson: Sure. I've been *fired* with love ever since I first saw you.
- Booby Conzanola: Ah, honey, why don't you marry me? I'm a man in a million!
- Helen: I want a man *with* a million.
- Coach: Dames, dames. Every place we go, there's nothing but dames. I gotta watch 'em like a hawk. The big fellas got a head like a doorknob. Anybody can turn it.