He & She

Oscar North:
How do you do, Mr.... Mouse? Heh-heh. Not everybody has a name like Mouse.

Murray Mouse:
Try telling that to my wife, Minnie...... You're the first celebrity I've ever met.

Oscar North:
Worth waiting for, wasn't it?

Paula Hollister:
Dick! What are you doing here?

Dick Hollister:
[strange man is hugging him & jumping up & down] Dancing.

Paula Hollister:
What are you doing home?

Dick Hollister:
Never mind that, who am I doing at home with? Paula, Paula help, get him a Nickolas. [stranger pinches his cheeks] Uh, he's hurting me.

Dick Hollister:
You did it again, you opened the door. [slams door on visitor] We're not back home. This is not a small town where everybody loves everybody so you can open the door, this is a big city where everybody hates everybody, so you can't open the door. If everybody loved everybody, then this wouldn't be a big city, it would be a small town. Then you can open the door.

Paula Hollister:
But this is Mr. Simpson, I met him yesterday. I said who was it & he said, 'Mr. Simpson' & sure enough, there he was, Mr. Simpson.

Dick Hollister:
Mr. Simpson who?

Paula Hollister:
Mr. Simpson from the Department of Immigrations.

Dick Hollister:
Open that door.

minister:
May I see the ring?

Dick Hollister:
[deserted by his best man/fireman] It's on it's way to a fire.

Oscar North:
Here, use mine.

Dick Hollister:
[puzzled] This is a 'JETMAN' ring.

Oscar North:
With the secret decoder!

Dick Hollister:
That's the biggest moth I've ever seen!

Paula Hollister:
[emerging from closet] I was feeding on a sleeve on a coat in there.

Dick Hollister:
I see. Mm-hmm. What were you doing in the closet?

Paula Hollister:
Little Harriet Ferguson from across the hall came over to visit & got stuck on the magnet. I pulled her loose, but got locked in the closet.

Dick Hollister:
Okay, now I know I'm going to hate myself for asking this; how did little Harriet Ferguson get stuck on the magnet?

Paula Hollister:
You know little Harriet, the one with the braces on her teeth? [simulates an impact with her hand & fist]

Andrew Hummell:
What's gonna happen to our investment?

Harry Zarakardos:
Yeah, what happens to our money?

Dick Hollister:
I don't know.

Arnold:
You invested in the show?

Harry Zarakardos:
512 dollars, yeah.

Arnold:
You can save it. You can help us save the show.

Harry Zarakardos:
What do you want me to do?

Arnold:
Go to New Haven & kill Oscar!

Oscar North:
My Picasso!

Dick Hollister:
Wait, wait, wait Oscar, that's not your Picasso.

Oscar North:
The cartoonist is telling the connoisseur? Don't tell me it's not a Picasso [walking out of apartment] The color is Picasso, the brushwork is Picasso, the signature is Ponopolis, and... [Dick waits for him to return] Every now & then, you're right. [reexamining copy] Not bad. Say Orestes, do you think you could get me a Van Gogh?