Frank Harris:
A little late for a lady to be out on the streets, don't you think? I've got a couple of questions for you, miss.

Lonette:
Oh, come on, officer. Let it slide, would you? I'm tired.

Frank Harris:
Word is you have a thing for noids.

Lonette:
Yeah, I've got a thing for noids, but what's it to you, tough guy?

Frank Harris:
Baby, you don't know how tough it is.

Lonette:
You're late.

Frank Harris:
Ah, you're killing me. Why are you so beautiful?