If I Were Free1933

Hector Stribling:
You're a queer duck, Gordon. You've a future before you if you'd only follow it up. Those last cases I sent you, you handled brilliantly. And suddenly-this sort of thing. Why don't you come back to London with us tomorrow? I can get you a dozen briefs!

Gordon Evers:
I'm through with London. I may go out to the East again, Doctor says England's too damp for me.

Hector Stribling:
Nonsense. Think of your work.

Gordon Evers:
My dear Hector, I've no intention of spending the rest of my life in an ill-ventilated courtroom waiting for twelve total strangers to make up their minds.

Hector Stribling:
Oh, you'll never succeed at anything with that kind of attitude.

Gordon Evers:
I shall succeed in keeping out of courtrooms.

Hector Stribling:
Are you coming with us tonight or aren't you?

Gordon Evers:
No. [pause] Is it white tie or dinner jacket?

Hector Stribling:
Dinner jacket.

Gordon Evers:
Then I shall come. You see, my valet ran away with my evening dress.

Hector Stribling:
Why not call the police; have the fellow arrested?

Gordon Evers:
Wearing evening dress is punishment enough.