Murder in the Private Car

Godfrey D. Scott:
Both your eyes are very pretty.

Godfrey D. Scott:
What's sauce for the gander is goose for the goose!

Georgia Latham:
I'll call you Godfrey. It'll sound like I'm swearing.

Godfrey D. Scott:
One swallow doesn't make a summer, nor a drink either.

Georgia Latham:
Such a fine looking body guard. Oh, I wish somebody like that was guarding my body.

Georgia Latham:
You know this love thing causes so much trouble, you wonder what makes it so popular.

Godfrey D. Scott:
Keep the home fires burning, Abner.

Boy Helping Move Car:
Hey, there's a dame in here and is she pickled!

Taxi Driver:
Say, listen, Mister. I'm tired. Will you please pay me off and let me go?

Godfrey D. Scott:
No-no-no-no. I like you. There's something refreshing about you. You're a little gasolini, but, refreshing.

Godfrey D. Scott:
Driver, put up your horse. We're in for the evening.

Godfrey D. Scott:
My name is Scott. I believe you know my father

Murray:
Not Rufus Scott's son?

Godfrey D. Scott:
The same. Unless the old gentleman has been fooling me.

Murray:
Oh, I remember. He told me once that you were either a genius in your own special line - or an idiot.

Godfrey D. Scott:
Ha-ha. Well I may be the former and being the former, I may be the later.

Godfrey D. Scott:
You see, a detective appears after the crime is committed. A deflector appears before the crime is perpetrated and deflects it. And the deflection is in direct ratio with the animus of the exciting body.

Georgia Latham:
Oh, none of us know who we are!

Godfrey D. Scott:
Miss Latham, I can be trusted, up to a certain point.

Georgia Latham:
That's what Pappy told Mammy.

Georgia Latham:
Honey, my advice is to get off the train at the next stop, wherever it is. This is the biggest maybe trip I ever took.

Ruth:
What do you mean maybe trip?

Georgia Latham:
Well, you're the daughter of a very wealthy man - maybe. Murray is a New York lawyer taking you to meet your father - maybe. Allen is in love with you and trying to protect your interests - maybe. Scott is a nut! Positively! I'm beginning to suspect Blake and, eh, I'm not even so sure of myself!

Ruth:
I'll see you in the morning.

Georgia Latham:
Maybe.

Georgia Latham:
Well, are you with him or is he with you?

Godfrey D. Scott:
No, we're all together. Couldn't we play a little something?

Georgia Latham:
Just what would you like to play?

Godfrey D. Scott:
Well, Post Office? Kiss the Pillow? Puss in the Corner?

Georgia Latham:
Out, please.

Godfrey D. Scott:
Well, I'm only trying to be sociable.