The Naked Kiss

Kelly:
I saw a broken down piece of machinery. Nothing but the buck, the bed and the bottle for the rest of my life. That's what I saw.

Candy:
Nobody shoves dirty money in my mouth.

Capt. Griff:
[Interested in the champagne that Kelly is selling] "Angel Foam"... Never heard of it.

Kelly:
It's an exclusive line I'm introducing in this state.

Capt. Griff:
Domestic, or... imported?

Kelly:
Angel Foam goes down like liquid gold, and it comes up like slow dynamite... For the man of taste.

Mac, Head Nurse:
[Referring to Kelly, who, in spite of her shady background, has quickly landed a job at the local children's hospital] She came out of the clouds one night, without a single reference. I hired her on the spot.

Capt. Griff:
[Suspiciously] I thought orthopedics called for specialized training?

Mac, Head Nurse:
Oh, it does! Some people are born to write books, symphonies; paint pictures, build bridges. But Kelly... She was born to handle children with crutches and babies in braces.

Capt. Griff:
[Still not convinced] Sounds like one of those sweet Florence Nightingales.

Mac, Head Nurse:
Not Kelly, she's tough! Runs her ward like a pirate ship! She makes Captain Bligh look like a sissy.

Buff:
[Referring to the offer to work at Candy's club as a prostitute, which Kelly seeks to talk her out of] Friend said I could make 300 dollars a week.

Kelly:
All right, go ahead. You know what's different about the first night? Nothing. Nothing... except it lasts forever, that's all. You'll be sleeping on the skin of a nightmare for the rest of your life. Oh, you're a beautiful girl, Buff. Young... Oh, they'll outbid each other for you. You'll get clothes, compliments, cash... And you'll meet men *you* live on... and men who live on you. And those are the only men you'll meet. And, after a steady grind of making EVERY john feel at home, you'll become a block of ice. If you do happen to melt a little, you'll get slipped a tip behind Candy's back. You'll be every man's wife-in-law, and no man's wife. Why, your world with Candy will become so warped that you'll hate all men. And you'll hate yourself! Because you'll become a social problem, a medical problem, a MENTAL problem!... And a despicable failure as a woman.

J.L. Grant:
Now you know why I can never marry a normal woman. That's why I love you. You understand my sickness. You been conditioned to people like me. You live in my world, and it will be an EXCITING world!

J.L. Grant:
[Now on his knees] My darling... our marriage... will be a paradise... because we're BOTH abnormal.