That Certain Feeling

Augusta aka Gussie:
That certain feeling - that's what caused all the trouble around here.

Francis X. Dignan:
[entering Larry Larkin's apartment.] Who's your decorator, Cecil B. DeMille? Man, this is what I've always wanted - everything done in contrasting shades of money.

Larry Larkin:
I have this unholy love of poking fun of stuffy people and kicking the seats of the mighty. You know, I love prodding the smug, don't you?

Francis X. Dignan:
I don't know -- I haven't prodded any smugs lately.

Norman Taylor:
Gee, Mr. Dignan, you're awful nice.

Francis X. Dignan:
It comes and goes...

Joe Wickes:
Say, how'd you finish the episode?

Francis X. Dignan:
Snips kicks Runty, robs a liquor store, shoves his grandmother down the stairs, sets fire to the orphanage and shoots himself in the head. He's been under a strain.

Norman Taylor:
Why did you split up? Did she fall in love with someone else?

Francis X. Dignan:
Yeah, it was a triangle - Her, me and the man I might've been.

Norman Taylor:
Hey, Dignan, I just thought of a joke - You and Dunreath, Gussie and I are going to get married and live with Happy - ever after! Get it?

Francis X. Dignan:
Needs work.