They Call It Sin

Dr. Tony Travers:
[to Jimmy]... If you're going to insist on being a jackass, I'm going to turn your case over to a veterinary.

Marion Cullen:
I've answered ads for everything from a waitress to a lady's maid, and it's always the same old story - ten girls for every job.

Dixie Dare:
My trouble's just the opposite - ten jobs and only one Dixie Dare!

Dixie Dare:
Honey, why don't you get wise to yourself? This town's full of men who'd go goofy over you if you'd let 'em; so let 'em! Oh, don't take 'em too seriously; just kid 'em along and get what you can out of 'em. Say, if I had your looks I'd wear ermine underwear.

Marion Cullen:
Well, maybe you would, Dixie, but I'm not the type.

Dixie Dare:
You're telling me that after the way Humphries's been givin' you the eye the last three weeks?

Marion Cullen:
Now you're imagining things.

Dixie Dare:
So's Humphries.

Ford Humphries:
[at a nightclub bar, introductions are being made] Miss Dare, Mr. Goodrich.

Mr. Goodrich:
[tipsily] Hello, baby!

Ford Humphries:
Dixie, Mr. Goodrich wants to dance with you. [Dixie starts to protest] No, no look here - that's not fat around his middle; that's the belt he carries his money in.

Dixie Dare:
[brightening] Oh, well then maybe he needs me. [Dragging Mr. Goodrich onto the dance floor] I'd just *love* to dance with you!

Mr. Goodrich:
[befuddled] Who said I wanted to dance?

Dixie Dare:
Oh, but you will!

[Goodrich continues to protest as Dixie firmly guides him onto the floor]

Ford Humphries:
[alone with Marion at last] Now look here, I have to resort to bribery to get a moment alone with you!