June Dale:
What now?
Kay Curtis: There's an old saying - when one fish gets away, bait your hook for another one.
June Dale: I don't quite get you.
Kay Curtis: You're the bait. Before the sun sinks in the good old west, we'll bait another one.
Kay Curtis: There's an old saying - when one fish gets away, bait your hook for another one.
June Dale: I don't quite get you.
Kay Curtis: You're the bait. Before the sun sinks in the good old west, we'll bait another one.
June Dale:
You've been like a father.
Kenneth Van Dusen: I don't feel fatherly. I feel... uh, hotcha! That's it - hotcha!
Kenneth Van Dusen: I don't feel fatherly. I feel... uh, hotcha! That's it - hotcha!
Kenneth Van Dusen:
You may not realize it, but there's something of a caveman in me.
June Dale: That's what I'm afraid of, Kenneth
June Dale: That's what I'm afraid of, Kenneth
Kay Curtis:
[Referring to note in envelope] It's for us all right. It says "for the g.d. sisters." I don't know if he means gold diggers or another well-known word.