There's Always a Woman

William 'Bill' Reardon:
Listen, I gave her a week's salary. Why the extra five dollars?

Sally Reardon:
Ten dollars. For being here six months without flirting with you.

William 'Bill' Reardon:
Oh yeah, lady, you've been robbed.

William 'Bill' Reardon:
Tell me something, Snooks. If I'm as smart as you say, how did I happen to fall for a dumb dame like you?

Sally Reardon:
Believe me, I've sat up nights worrying about just that thing.

Detective Flannigan:
Unless I can use a hose on her, I give up.

William 'Bill' Reardon:
What are you signing?

Sally Reardon:
I'm going to get 500 dollars for the story.

William 'Bill' Reardon:
For this story?

Sally Reardon:
No, for the love life of a girl detective. [Bill grabs the contract and rips it up] Bill, don't be angry. I wasn't going to give them any of the real inside dope.

Detective Flannigan:
What did Lola Fraser tell you after you cut that wire?

Sally Reardon:
She made me promise not to tell anyone, so, don't you repeat it.

Detective Flannigan:
I won't.

Sally Reardon:
It was just by accident, that she found out about it.

Detective Flannigan:
Found out about what?

Sally Reardon:
Oh, oh no. I couldn't betray her confidence. It's my girl scout training. Can you tie knots?

Policeman:
Yes sir, that Mrs. Reardon is one wonderful little lady.

Sam - Radio Car Driver:
Yes she is. That Reardon's a lucky guy.

Policeman:
You know, if I wasn't married, Sam...

Police Broadcaster:
Calling all cars. Be on the lookout for Mrs. Sally Reardon. Height: 5 feet 3 inches. Weight: 110 pounds. Complexion: Blonde. Suspicion of murder. Pick her up. Bring her in.

Sam - Radio Car Driver:
If you wasn't married so happy...

Sally Reardon:
You mean, no wine?

William 'Bill' Reardon:
That's what I mean. No wine.

Sally Reardon:
Not even a tennie-wennie-itsy-bitsy?

William 'Bill' Reardon:
Not even a tennie-wennie-itsy-bitsy.

Sally Reardon:
You mean, no wine?

William 'Bill' Reardon:
Yeah, that's it, no wine.

Sally Reardon:
Religious scruples?

William 'Bill' Reardon:
No. No, just mathematics. Filet mignon: $3.50. Strawberry parfait 75 cents. Six martinis.

Sally Reardon:
I only had three.

William 'Bill' Reardon:
They're charging me for mine too, you know. And all I've got in my pocket is a 20 dollar bill. Em, you don't happen to have a couple of dollars in your purse, do you?

Sally Reardon:
Money? Why didn't you say so.

Sally Reardon:
There. [Clipping the wires of a listening device with a pair of scissors] Now we can let our back hair down.

Lola Fraser:
Who planted that dictaphone?

Sally Reardon:
Oh, probably that silly husband of mine. As if anyone wouldn't have sense enough to look for a dictaphone.

Lola Fraser:
How long do you suppose its been there?

Sally Reardon:
Why, I haven't the faintest idea but it looks awfully new. So, I guess it hasn't been used much.