A Lady of Chance

Steve Crandall:
[to Angel Face] I never realized how uninteresting cement was until I met you.

Fat Man Who Flirts With Dolly:
[Flirting] Do you ever go out with gentlemen?

Dolly Morgan aka Angel Face:
I never met one.

Dolly Morgan aka Angel Face:
Do you want a number, Madam?

Gwen:
[Knowingly] I've got your number. That's all I need.

Dolly Morgan aka Angel Face:
[Working at a "Ritzy" Hotel's Telephone Switchboard] No, Madam - the pool room is not for swimming.

Dolly Morgan aka Angel Face:
Men are that way - seems like there's no chance for a poor girl to make an honest living. There's no use crying - I always take things as I find them.

Bradley:
Just to prove that all men are not alike - I'll stake you to twenty bucks.

Dolly Morgan aka Angel Face:
Thanks, Brad - you're one white guy.

Gwen:
What's the idea - giving another dame money?

Bradley:
You know how I am, honey - generous to a fault.

Bradley:
The dough's gone!

Gwen:
I knew that dame was dishonest!

Steve Crandall:
[Referring to a singing wheel chair taxi porter] He reminds me of the darkies singing down home on the plantation.

Dolly Morgan aka Angel Face:
Are plantations very expensive?

Steve Crandall:
Some of them are worth a million dollars.

Bradley:
Where's my dough?

Dolly Morgan aka Angel Face:
Oh, you mean our dough - that you forgot to divide. [Looks for it, can't find it] A complete washout. I must have lost it. Just to prove that all women are not alike - I'll stake you to twenty bucks.

Bradley:
Oh, we'll forget the small change - now that you've lined up a new sucker.

Bradley:
A dame like that ought to be in jail. She's a menace to society.

Dolly Morgan aka Angel Face:
So this is the plantation.

Steve Crandall:
Oh, no, the plantation is next door. It's Colonel Winthrop's plantation - but we enjoy looking over the cotton fields.

Dolly Morgan aka Angel Face:
That's just like owning it - except that Colonel Winthrop pays the taxes.

Steve Crandall:
There they are, honey - just like I said - the darkies singing on the plantation.

Dolly Morgan aka Angel Face:
Yes, on Colonel Winthrop's plantation.

Hank:
Don't worry about him, Ma. All married people act goofy.

Dolly Morgan aka Angel Face:
What do you think you're going to gain by coming here, Bradley?

Bradley:
We're merely trying to find out why a gink with a million bucks lives in a shanty like this.

Dolly Morgan aka Angel Face:
He isn't rich - he hasn't a dime. Of course you wouldn't understand, but I love this guy.

Bradley:
[laughs hysterically - Commenting to Gwen] She slays me!

Gwen:
This joint don't look like ready money to me.

Bradley:
Maybe it's one of them antique joints.

Dolly Morgan aka Angel Face:
I told you I was through with the racket - and I meant it!

Gwen:
Applesauce! You're just tryin' to keep this sucker for your private pickin'.

Bradley:
Listen, Angel Face, if you don't snap out of the glooms - you're going to queer this whole deal.