Night Nurse (1931)
Barbara Stanwyck: Lora Hart
Lora Hart : [into the phone] Operator! Operator! Operator!
[Nick hangs up the phone and knocks her unconcious]
Lora Hart : [to Dr. Bell] Oh, ethics... ethics... ethics! That's all I've heard. Isn't there any ethics about letting poor little babies be murdered?
Lora Hart : I'll call the doctor.
Nick, the Chauffeur : Listen, you'll do what I tell you.
Lora Hart : What are you trying to do? What he did?
Nick, the Chauffeur : No, but you're not gonna call a doctor. You're a nurse, you give her the works yourself.
Lora Hart : I can't, except under doctor's orders.
Nick, the Chauffeur : Oh, yes you can, and what's more, you will.
[Nick squeezes her wrist tightly]
Lora Hart : I can't very well with a broken wrist.
[Lora picks up the phone]
Lora Hart : Operator, operator, get me a doctor quick!
Nick, the Chauffeur : Hang up, or I'll break your neck.
Lora Hart : What right have you to?
Nick, the Chauffeur : Plenty.
Mrs. Ritchey : Oh, be quiet!
Nick, the Chauffeur : Ah, shut up!
Mrs. Ritchey : Oh, don't be sore, Nicky, Kiss me.
Nick, the Chauffeur : [to Lora] Get busy.
Lora Hart : I tell you I can't without the proper authority.
Nick, the Chauffeur : I give you the authority.
Lora Hart : [to Mrs. Ritchey] Why do poor little children have to be born to women like *you*?
Mrs. Maxwell : [desperately pleading for the last time] Can't we try giving her a milk bath? My sister saved her own child that way.
Lora Hart : [grumbles in frustration] Oh I suppose it's worth a try. But I need milk, 10, 12, 15 quarts! Say Bootlegger, can you get that?
Mortie : Well... where do you buy milk?
Lora Hart : In the grocery, a delicatessen!
Lora Hart : [to the unconscious girl wasting away from malnutrition] Poor little Nanny, nobody cares if you live or die.