- Jim Walton: I told him she was beautiful and wealthy. She - eh - is beautiful, isn't she?
- Harry Diggs: Yeah, with money! What woman isn't?
- Mr. Cummings: I'm also interested in the Opera.
- Bumpsie: You call it Opera, I call it burlesque.
- Mr. Cummings: There's nothing burlesque about the Opera I've seen.
- Bumpsie: Then, you ain't seen nothin' yet.
- Jim's "Butler": [looking at Bumpsie masquerading as a woman] Boy! What a girl!
- Harry Diggs: Fix yourself up. Go to work on Mr. Cummings. And he'll back the show. And you'll be the star!
- Bumpsie: [masquerading as a woman] All right, get going, while I make myself alluring.
- Deek Watson: [singing] You're so sweet, Lady walkin' down the street, All the cat's say, "Look at that. Ain't that a sharp chick," Let's bow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow...
- Bumpsie: [masquerading as a woman] Lollipop, do you mind if I take a couple of drags off of that cigar?
- Mr. Cummings: A cigar? A lady?
- Bumpsie: Oh, all the lady's smoke in Paris. That's an old boulevard custom.
- Mr. Cummings: Aw, yes, everything goes in Paris.
- Bumpsie: [masquerading as a woman] I never married because I never found the right woman.
- Mr. Cummings: But, how could you? Who ever heard of anyone marrying a woman?
- Bumpsie: My brother did.
- Bumpsie: [masquerading as a woman] Mr. Cummings! Remember, I am a lady.
- Mr. Cummings: Oh, yes, I completely forgot myself.
- Maitre d' - Pussy Cat Cafe: Now, then, how can she be in - and out - and yet be out when she's already in?
- Maitre d' - Pussy Cat Cafe: You are what we call the one grand nuisance! You know too much about my cherie.
- Donaldson (the landlord): She's not your cherie. She's *my* cherie.
- Donaldson (the landlord): If I hear another one of those cracks out of you, I'm gonna let loose.
- Maitre d' - Pussy Cat Cafe: Pooh-pooh to you!
- Donaldson (the landlord): Pooh-pooh to you, you old buzzard!
- Slam: [singing] Oh me, oh my, oh gosh, I can't stand this wear and tear, Ooh, golly, oh gee, Well it must be that I'm just nowhere.
- Mme. Deborah Martin: Would you believe it, these stockings cost me a thousand francs in Paris.
- Bumpsie: [masquerading as a woman] And these cost me 99 cents in a dime store.
- Mme. Deborah Martin: You, of course, had lots of love affairs in Paris?
- Bumpsie: [masquerading as a woman] Love affairs? Chile, I can remember when the opposite sex used to chase me all over the boulevards.
- Mme. Deborah Martin: They really did?
- Bumpsie: Well, not exactly. But, I like to talk about it.
- Mme. Deborah Martin: You know, I find men so interesting. Don't you?
- Bumpsie: [masquerading as a woman] Well, I never cared for a man. That is, only a few. A very select few.
- Mme. Deborah Martin: Why a lovely woman like you should have no difficulties.
- Mme. Deborah Martin: Perhaps, I should try one.
- Bumpsie: [masquerading as a woman] Yeah? Go right ahead, chile. Enjoy yourself.
- Mme. Deborah Martin: I might as well try everything they do in Paris.
- Bumpsie: [masquerading as a woman] My sentiments: Eat, drink and be merry. Let your joy be unrefined.
- Bumpsie: [masquerading as a woman] It's called the rent party.
- Mr. Cummings: Rent party? That's an unusual name.
- Donaldson (the landlord): There's nothing unusual about it. That goes on every night in Harlem.
- Bumpsie: And I let you all know its the custom that when you go upstairs to the rehearsal you drop a little donation.
- Mr. Cummings: Oh, I see, another Paris custom.
- Bumpsie: No, honey. A Harlem custom. Strictly a Harlem custom.
- Sid Catlett: Well, what do you want?
- Gene Krupa: I want the sticks!
- Sid Catlett: For what?
- Gene Krupa: I want to get some kicks with the sticks.
- Sid Catlett: With these sticks?
- Gene Krupa: Sure!
- [takes the sticks and proceeds playing a drum solo]
- Ann Cornell: [singing] I just refuse to sing the blues, It's not for me, I ought to cry, But, why should I, It's misery, If you don't want me, It's up to you, I'll just have to look around, For somebody new, 'Cause I refuse to sing to the blues...
- Donaldson (the landlord): You must have kidnapped her!
- Mr. Cummings: You must have kidnapped her!
- Donaldson (the landlord): You must have kidnapped her!
- Mr. Cummings: You must have kidnapped her!
- Donaldson (the landlord): You must have kidnapped her!