A Girl's Best Years

Judy Nash:
I suppose a gentleman's gentleman should know the various indiscretions of the gentleman to whom he is a gentleman.

Michael Royce:
[running a fever in bed] I think I'm going to expire.

Judy Nash:
Oh, Michael!

Michael Royce:
I have a foreboding I'll soon be exploding if my temperature gets any higher.

Doctor:
Where there's smoke, there's fire. Now, young man, this may turn to neuritis, arthritis, or even a case of sclerosis. You must go on a diet, have ansolute quiet, or else you will develop thrombosis.