Politics

Hattie Burns:
You must be pretty proud of yourself, breaking up our meeting like that.

Peter Higgins:
After that, you couldn't run for a streetcar!

Ivy Higgins:
[Last lines at the commencement of Myrtle and Benny's marriage ceremony] And, you know, it isn't every young couple that can have the wedding ceremony performed by Her Honor, the Mayor.

[indicating Hattie]

Hattie Burns:
No, and it isn't every young couple that can have as Matron of Honor, the Commissioner of Garbage.

[indicating Ivy]

Ivy Higgins:
I'll have you know that singers run in my family.

Peter Higgins:
I don't blame 'em!

Ivy Higgins:
Put that foot down where it belongs!

Peter Higgins:
If I did, you wouldn't be able to sit down for months!

Ivy Higgins:
If it wasn't for us women, where would you men be?

Peter Higgins:
In the Garden of Eden eatin' apples.

Jim Curango:
[Listening to the corrupt mayor speaking to a women's club on the radio] Hah! We're a cinch! Don't those old dames fall for color? That guy could bring tears to a glass eye!

Peter Higgins:
Rally, my eye! You're going top stay home and iron my underw-w-w-wear!

Ivy Higgins:
Iron them yourself, and, furthermore, after the election you'll be ironing mine!

Title card:
For the first time in history women had men worried.

Hattie Burns:
Well, what's your proposition?

Jim Curango:
Well, just this... if I let you in as mayor, all I want to do is handle the business end of the office, and you can handle the social welfare and public improvements.

Hattie Burns:
Oh, well, the first public improvement I'm gonna make is to run you outta town.

Hattie Burns:
[Referring to Peter] Oh, Ivy, kiss him. He can't suffer more than he has already.

Peter Higgins:
[to Ivy] What's my p-pants doing wrapped around your b-b-bird cage?