First reporter:
Say, do you know anything about electricity?

S.B. Bellows:
My father occupied the chair of applied electricity at State Prison.

Grace Fielding:
Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Bellows. I didn't recognize you in this bad light.

S.B. Bellows:
Ah, everybody seems to see me in a bad light.

Lord Droopy:
Aren't you awake yet?

S.B. Bellows:
Ohhhhh! I don't know. I haven't looked yet.

S.B. Bellows:
Meet me down in the bar! We'll drink breakfast together.

Divorcee:
I was married to him for eight months; I gave him the best years of my life!

S.B. Bellows:
Never mind what I tell you to do. You do what *I* tell you!

Martha Bellows:
Gee, I- I'm so cute! I'll bet they put my picture on the front page.

Scoop McPhail:
I'll never forget the last time you had your picture on the front page. Your mouth was continued on page two.