Here Come the Girls

Hackenschmidt - Cabbie:
That's all right, Stanley. Just remember, you're helping me clean stables Sunday.

Stanley Snodgrass:
I'll remember, if the wind is right.

Title Card:
"In the year 1900, there lived a chorus boy named Stanley Snodgrass, who worked his way up from the gutter... only to discover that he had a round trip ticket."

Allen Trent:
What're we supposed to be, support for a chorus boy?

Daisy Crockett:
[helping him up] Are you hurt, Stanley?

Stanley Snodgrass:
Only my pride...

Stanley Snodgrass:
[rubbing his bottom]... but it goes pretty deep.

Stanley Snodgrass:
How can my public discover me if Fraser keeps kickin' me out of his shows? In the chorus, you've danced behind a lot of big stars, Daisy, and from the back, don't I have as much as any of them?

Daisy Crockett:
More, Stanley.

Stanley Snodgrass:
Failing is the only thing I've ever been a success at.

[Stanley got literally thrown out of his broadway show]

Daisy Crockett:
[noting Stanley still in costume] You should have changed into your own clothes.

Stanley Snodgrass:
In mid-air?

Albert Snodgrass:
[to Stanley] I am NOT your daddy. I'm your mother's husband, and I refuse to be responsible for any mistakes but my own.

Stanley Snodgrass:
[to his mother, after thinking it over] I think he insulted one of us.

Albert Snodgrass:
[having removed his belt] One side, Emily, while I butter the toast of Broadway.

Daisy Crockett:
Will I see you tomorrow, Stanley.

Stanley Snodgrass:
Oh, don't come to the bottom of the river just for that.

Allen Trent:
Man, what a performance. I haven't seen anything like it since Fink's mules.

Stanley Snodgrass:
Logan, I told you to take the rest of the night off.

Dennis Logan:
A gentleman's gentleman NEVER takes the night off, sir.

Stanley Snodgrass:
Yes, but does a gentleman's gentleman stay when the gentleman wants the gentleman's gentleman to leave the gentleman with the lady?

Dennis Logan:
A gentleman is never alone with a lady, sir.

Stanley Snodgrass:
[sighs] You're now working for a cad. By the way, the money's the same. Go.

Stanley Snodgrass:
Anything I can't stand it's peeking through a keyhole and gettin' the busy signal.

Irene Bailey:
Anything on fire?

Stanley Snodgrass:
And how. Oh, that, yeah. That's a gentleman's perfume. That's my own blend, my dear. It's called Blue Snodgrass. You have to have a license to use it. Does it do somethin' to you?

Irene Bailey:
Yes! But if we open a window, I think I will be all right.

Irene Bailey:
Oh, please, Stanley. One toast with our producer.

Stanley Snodgrass:
All right - one. But remember, I can count.

Stanley Snodgrass:
And what happened to my blindfolded violinist.

Harry Fraser:
Uh, they're leading him upstairs now.

Stanley Snodgrass:
Oh, please, turn off those mice!

Stanley Snodgrass:
Ah, I wish I was a girl so I could fight over me.

Stanley Snodgrass:
My ministers do not control me, oh Princess of magnificent beauty. Only I make the decisions that are... continued on next girl.

Dennis Logan:
You can't trap the rat if you remove the cheese. Get Snodgrass back on that stage, and hurry up!

Harry Fraser:
He's alive! Who's responsible for this?