Palm Beach Story

John D. Hackensacker III:
Tipping is un-American.

Tom Jeffers:
So this fellow gave you the look?

Gerry Jeffers:
At his age it was more of a blink.

Tom Jeffers:
Seven hundred dollars! And sex didn't even enter into it, I suppose?

Gerry Jeffers:
Sex always has something to do with it, dear.

Gerry Jeffers:
Anyway, men don't get smarter as they get older. They just lose their hair.

Princess Centimillia:
I'd marry Captain McGloo tomorrow, even with that name.

John D. Hackensacker III:
And divorce him the next month.

Princess Centimillia:
Nothing is permanent in this world - except for Roosevelt.

Tom Jeffers:
Don't you ever talk about anything but Topic A?

Princess Centimillia:
Is there anything else?

J. D. Hackensacker III:
Chivalry is not only dead, it's decomposed.

Wienie King:
I'm the Wienie King! Invented the Texas Wienie! Lay off 'em, you'll live longer.

Wienie King:
Cold are the hands of time that creep along relentlessly, destroying slowly but without pity that which yesterday was young. Alone our memories resist this disintegration and grow more lovely with the passing years. Heh! That's hard to say with false teeth!

John D. Hackensacker III:
That's one of the tragedies of this life - that the men who are most in need of a beating up are always enormous.

John D. Hackensacker III:
You know Maude, somebody meeting you for the first time, not knowing you were cracked, might get the wrong impression of you.

Gerry Jeffers:
Don't you know that the greatest men in the world have told lies and let things be misunderstood if it was useful to them? Didn't you ever hear of a campaign promise?

John D. Hackensacker III:
You don't marry someone you just met the day before; at least I don't.

Princess Centimillia:
But that's the only way, dear. If you get to know too much about them you'd never marry them.

Tom Jeffers:
Funny having to sleep with a sitting-room between us.

Gerry Jeffers:
And the doors locked.

Tom Jeffers:
You don't have to worry about that.

Tom Jeffers:
Where'd you get that dress?

Gerry Jeffers:
Why, that's what I've been telling you about!

Tom Jeffers:
What's that on your wrist?

Gerry Jeffers:
It's just what you think it is, dear.

Tom Jeffers:
What kind of stones are those?

Gerry Jeffers:
Just what they look like.

Tom Jeffers:
Do you know what it feels like to be strangled by bare hands?

Gerry Jeffers:
You have no idea what a long-legged woman can do without doing anything.

Gerry Jeffers:
I don't begin and end with a smelter, you know.

Princess Centimillia:
Captain, we should have met sooner, and if I'd seen you around, we would have!

Gerry Jeffers:
You're married to me; that's like saying, you're *blind* to me. For a long time, I've been a part of you, just something to snuggle up to and keep you warm at night, like a blanket, but you can't *see* me any more than you can see the back of your neck.