- George Burns: You can't make records for his company, unless he okays it, and I don't want to be late. Have you seen my car keys?
- Gracie Allen: No, Dear, but since you're in such a hurry, you can show them to me when you get back.
- George Burns: Goodbye, dear. And if everything works out with Mr. Stanley, when I come back I, uh - I might have a surprise for ya.
- Gracie Allen: Well, if it's what I think it is, don't tell me because I already know. And if it isn't, don't tell me because I hate to be wrong!
- Gracie Allen: Oh, what a blow this is gonna be to George! Fate has kicked him in the face while his back was turned.
- Gracie Allen: Oh Ronnie, you're a wonderful son! If I ever have children again, I hope you're one of them.
- Ronnie Burns: Thanks, Mother.
- Norman Granz: In the record business, we're looking for youth.
- Gracie Allen: Well, if you're looking for youth, George is practically the first one to ever have it!
- Gracie Allen: Ronnie may be a chip off the old block, but why take the chip when you can get the block?
- Gracie Allen: George has a voice that is second to nobody's.
- Norman Granz: Including Sinatra and Como's?
- Gracie Allen: Well, they're not exactly nobodies... But you just name any singer who is nobody and I'll guarantee George's voice will be second to it!
- Gracie Allen: Oh George, you're a wonderful husband! If we ever have any more children, I hope you and I are the parents.
- George Burns: Gracie, that's pretty hard to believe.
- Gracie Allen: Well, believe as much as you can and don't pay any attention to the rest.
- Blanche Morton: When Gracie says to do something, we must do it!
- Harry Morton: Gracie, Gracie! Who comes first in your life, Gracie or me?
- Blanche Morton: Gracie. She also comes second, third and fourth.
- Harry Morton: Oh, I see. I have been relegated to fifth position in your affections.
- Blanche Morton: No, that's where my mother comes. And then comes my brother Roger, and then my Aunt Martha, and then my Uncle George, and then my neices and nephews.
- Harry Morton: Where, may I ask, do I come?
- Blanche Morton: Well, I'm not quite sure but it's somewhere between my beauty operator and the paper boy.