Funny Girl

Fanny Brice:
Hello, gorgeous.

Fanny Brice:
You think beautiful girls are going to stay stars forever? I should say not! Any minute now they're going to be out! Finished! Then it'll be my turn!

Nick Arnstein:
I'd be happy to wait while you change.

Fanny:
I'd have to change too much, nobody could wait that long.

Fanny Brice:
Where I come from, when two people... well, sort of love each other... oh, never mind.

Nick Arnstein:
Well? What do they do when they "sort of love each other"?

Fanny Brice:
Well, one of them says, "Why don't we get married?"

Nick Arnstein:
Really?

Fanny Brice:
Yeah, and sometimes it's even the man.

Fanny Brice:
You could get lonesome being that free.

Nick Arnstein:
You could get lonesome being that busy.

Fanny Brice:
Now who'd think to look at you and me and see we got the same problem!

Fanny Brice:
He's a gentleman. A gentleman fits in anyplace.

Rose Brice:
A sponge fits in any place.

Rose Brice:
When you look at him, you only see what you want to see.

Fannie Brice:
I see him as he is. I love him as he is!

Rose Brice:
Fannie. Love him a little less. Help him a little more.

Fannie Brice:
I'm a bagel on a plate full of onion rolls!

Nick Arnstein:
Goodbye, funny girl.

Rose Brice:
What kind of mother would name a boy Florence?

Eddie Ryan:
It's Florenz-zzz

Rose Brice:
What kind of mother would name a boy Florenz-zzzzzz?

Fanny Brice:
"No harm in waiting," I said, "people do it everyday." For once, I didn't say too much, I said just enough, and then walked away!

Florenz Ziegfeld:
Miss Brice, do I have to remind you this is my theatre?

Fanny Brice:
So, what, nobody argues with the landlord?

Fanny Brice:
Flo! Flo, quit yelling or your ulcer will flare up.

Florenz Ziegfeld:
That's funny coming from you, you gave me that ulcer!