Larry Haines:
"Is that your real hair or did you scalp an angel?"

Karen Bentley:
Mr. Haines, you're not listening to me.

Larry Haines:
Yes, I am. I said every word you heard.

Larry Haines:
Hey, what's this 'Flip and Nip', this 'Floppy Louie' stuff?

Karen Bentley:
No questions please. I'm being followed by two men in black.

Larry Haines:
You sure you don't mean two men in white?

Larry Haines:
Say, you know honey: You and me could make music together. Right now I feel like the philharmonic.

Larry Haines:
What's that?

Karen Bentley:
It isn't moving properly. There's not enough gas to clean a doily.

Larry Haines:
Oh, that's fine. That's great! That means we're going to be stuck up here where everybody can see us.

Larry Haines:
I gotta send a wire to Nat Burton. I gotta tell him to get us a lawyer to straighten out this murder business.

Karen Bentley:
Who's Nat Burton?

Larry Haines:
He's my agent.

Karen Bentley:
Do you think he'll help?

Larry Haines:
He'd better. If I get the electric chair, he gets 10% of the current.

Larry Haines:
Let's get out of here before my knees beat themselves to death.

Larry Haines:
So, I'm a muckfritchetous snitdrivel, am I?

Karen Bentley:
Yes, and you're also a scridgepodge, that's what you are!