The Girl from Missouri

Kitty Lennihan:
I kinda like the butler.

Eadie Chapman:
Well, it's just as easy to like a millionaire.

Eadie Chapman:
I bet you were an awful cute baby.

Kitty Lennihan:
[after flirting with the bellhop] Well, it you can't afford to tip 'em, you have to be polite!

Eadie Chapman:
Polite?

Kitty Lennihan:
We have every vase in the place.

Eadie Chapman:
[Correcting her] Vaahzzz.

Kitty Lennihan:
Very Well. We have every vaaaaahzzz in the plaaaaahzzz.

Kitty Lennihan:
Did somebody ask you to sniff a little white powder?

Kitty Lennihan:
Why don't we take one day off and have fun?

Eadie Chapman:
'Cause we're going to be ladies.

Kitty Lennihan:
Aw, I'm not a lady. I'm just an old-fashioned girl like Mae West.

Eadie Chapman:
[At an elegant party] Will you try for once in your life to be a lady?

Kitty Lennihan:
If they wanted ladies, they'd be home with their wives.

T.R. Paige:
What is this, blackmail?

Eadie Chapman:
Why, Mr. Paige. If it's about Mr. Cousins, I only wanted to thank you for keeping my name out of the papers.

T.R. Paige:
Oh, it that so? All that publicity might have gotten you ahead.

Eadie Chapman:
Oh, but I don't want to get ahead. Not in show business.

T.R. Paige:
Oh, you don't.

Eadie Chapman:
No. A few years in the spotlight, if you make it, and when its over you're nothing but a has-been for the rest of your life.

T.R. Paige:
Where did you pick up all this philosophy?

Eadie Chapman:
Being poor and being hungry.

Eadie Chapman:
[to Paige] You always knew I was a good girl, didn't ya?

Kitty Lennihan:
[Interrupting] Get married and go into that later.

T.R. Paige:
You want to scratch me off your list. I'm not a ladies' man.

Eadie Chapman:
Oh, Mr. Paige. Don't be such a pessimist.

Kitty Lennihan:
You know those New York big shots aren't going to be down at the train to meet us.

Eadie Chapman:
No, but I'm going to meet them if I have to dynamite Park Avenue.

Kitty Lennihan:
Atta girl! [They shake hands]

Eadie Chapman:
I like him and he's got plenty of dough.

T.R. Paige Jr.:
It isn't the money that counts. It's being together with somebody you can be crazy about. You think life with some moth-eaten millionaire'll be anything like the fun you and I could have?

Eadie Chapman:
I told you I'm not out for fun.

Charlie Turner:
Listen, beautiful. You're wasting your time on Tom Paige.

Eadie Chapman:
[Smiling] It's my time if I want to waste it.

T.R. Paige:
[Showing her the magnificent ballroom in his mansion] That chair... sat in by Napoleon. Those chandeliers were lit up by Louis XVI. [Pointing to a chaise] Lulled in by DuBarry.

Eadie Chapman:
You know this place is big enough for a six-day bicycle race.

T.R. Paige:
[laughs] Very clever.

Kitty Lennihan:
Say, Park Avenue words doesn't go with your hair.

Eadie Chapman:
Yeah, well, they better get use to it.

T.R. Paige Jr.:
Hey, listen, that gag of yours about being a good girl... that isn't on the level, is it?

Eadie Chapman:
[Teary-eyed] Yes, it is.

T.R. Paige Jr.:
Why, Eadie... I

Eadie Chapman:
I love you so much, Tom. You can make me cheap and common like a million others but, gee, I wish you wouldn't.

T.R. Paige:
[Lifting a glass at a banquet in his honor] Ladies and gentleman... I give you a toast. To understanding, to tolerance, to mutual consideration, to honor mellowed by generosity, to peace among all the nations of the earth.