His Girl Friday1940

Walter:
[to Bruce] You persuade Hildy to do the story and you can write out a nice fat insurance policy for me.

Bruce:
I refuse to use my wife for business purposes.

Hildy:
We could use that money, Bruce. How long would it take to get him examined?

Bruce:
Well, I could get a company doctor here in twenty minutes.

Hildy:
Alright Bruce, suppose you have Mr. Burns examined over in his office and see what they'll allow on that old carcass of his...

Walter:
Say, I'm better than I ever was. How do ya like...

Hildy:
There was never anything to brag about. Now look, Bruce. I'll go back and change and dress. And after you get the check, you phone me. I'll be in the press-room of the Criminal Courts Building. Oh Walter!

Walter:
What?

Hildy:
By the way, I think you'd better make that a certified check.

Walter:
What do you think I am, a crook?

Hildy:
Yes. No certified check, no story. Get me?

Walter:
It'll be certified. Want my fingerprints?

Hildy:
No thanks. I've still got those.