Red-Headed Woman1932

Lillian 'Lil':
Well you son-of-a-sea-snake! Have you got on my new pajamas? [Sally hesitates guiltily] Yeah, well you shake right out of 'em, Hortence.

Sally:
[annoyed] Alright!

Lillian 'Lil':
I'm too important these days to sleep informally. [removes her blouse] What if there'd be a fire?

Sally:
You'd have to cover up to keep from being recognized. [camera pans down to Lil's legs as Sally hands her the silk pajama pants]

Lillian 'Lil':
[climbing into the pajamas] Say love, let's have a little more respect from you, now that I belong to one of the fine old families...

Sally:
Oh, yeah? If I were you I'd go a little bit slow.

Lillian 'Lil':
Whaddyou mean by that?

Sally:
Well, Bill Legendre and his wife might get together and decide that you were merely a strange interlude.

Lillian 'Lil':
Strange interlude, nothing! When I kiss 'em, they stay kissed for a long time.

Sally:
Well, see you don't get left holdin' the bag, sweetheart, full of nothin' but air. You better hang on to that bootlegger of yours.

Lillian 'Lil':
[incredulous] What? Go on with Al after Bill Legendre? Oh no, I've started on the upgrade, and whatever happens, baby, I'm in the big leagues now.