Poor Little Rich Girl1936

Margaret Allen:
It seems I can't go anywhere or doing anything with Barry making trouble for me. I hate that man! He causes me more sleepless nights.

Richard Barry:
Sleepless nights? What does he do, play his trombone under your window or something?

Margaret Allen:
Everything but that. I lay awake half the night thinking up new ideas, and in the morning I find out Barry's not only beaten me to them, he's topped me in a thousand ways. I wish he'd drown in his own soap suds. But I shouldn't be boring you with my troubles.

Richard Barry:
That's all right. You in this business?

Margaret Allen:
Yes, I'm with the Peck Company. Advertising.

Richard Barry:
I see. I'm sorry you dislike this fellow Barry, though. He's really not a bad sort.

Margaret Allen:
Oh, you know him?

Richard Barry:
Slightly. My barber cuts his hair. Perhaps I could bribe him to cut his throat.

Dan Ward:
Oh, Mr. Barry, do you think she would do?

Richard Barry:
Let me see. Yes, she'll do very nicely.

Dan Ward:
Thank you, Mr. Barry. That's just what I thought.

Margaret Allen:
Well, of all the nerve! Letting me talk my head off without even telling me! Just another example of Barry's cleverness, I suppose!

Dan Ward:
What was she burning about?

Richard Barry:
I keep her awake nights.