Two Sisters from Boston1946

Wrigley:
[Pointing to Abigail, he is drunk and forcibly escorted away] She's the "Queen of Burlesque" with the Golden Rooster! She's "The Belle of the Bowery!"

Mrs. Ella Patterson:
Oh dear, dear. This is dreadful. This is really dreadful. [to Abigail] I'm so sorry.

'Spike':
Well, what's the matter with being "The Belle of the Bowery?" What's wrong with that?

Mr. Lawrence Tyburt Patterson Sr.:
There's nothing the matter with being "The Belle of the Bowery" Mr. Marengo except she's not the sort of a person we'd care to have in the opera.

'Spike':
Oh, you was thinkin' of her for the opera?

Mr. Lawrence Tyburt Patterson Sr.:
Miss Abigail has a very beautiful voice. I'm sure it was the alcohol in Wrigley that was talking, wasn't it Miss Abigail?

Martha Canford Chandler:
[Before Abigail can speak, Martha jumps in] Oh, he meant me. I'm the one who sings at the Golden Rooster, not Abigail.

Lawrence Tyburt Patterson Jr:
Martha, have you lost your mind?

Martha Canford Chandler:
I am High "C" Suzie.

Lawrence Tyburt Patterson Jr:
[laughs nervously] This is ridiculous. Abigail, what's gotten into her?

Abigail Chandler:
I'm sure that butler's been drinking.

Lawrence Tyburt Patterson Jr:
Mr. Marengo, you know she's talking nonsense.

'Spike':
[to Martha] Are you on the level, kid?

Martha Canford Chandler:
I'm "The Belle of the Bowery" and I'm proud of it.

Lawrence Tyburt Patterson Jr:
Well, I... I refuse to believe it. I shall, if necessary, go down to, uh, the place and prove it all to be a fiction.

Mr. Lawrence Tyburt Patterson Sr.:
That might be best.

Lawrence Tyburt Patterson Jr:
I shall be there tomorrow night.

Mr. Lawrence Tyburt Patterson Sr.:
I think it a very good idea.