Huge Turk:
I didn't sleep well last night.
The Great Man: You didn't, eh?
Huge Turk: I'm troubled with insomnia.
The Great Man: Oh, insomnia! Ah, well, I know a good cure for it.
Huge Turk: Yeah?
The Great Man: Get plenty of sleep.
Huge Turk: Sleep, unh?
The Great Man: That's what a doctor told me, heh, heh.
The Great Man: You didn't, eh?
Huge Turk: I'm troubled with insomnia.
The Great Man: Oh, insomnia! Ah, well, I know a good cure for it.
Huge Turk: Yeah?
The Great Man: Get plenty of sleep.
Huge Turk: Sleep, unh?
The Great Man: That's what a doctor told me, heh, heh.
Ouliotta Delight Hemogloben:
Are you really a man?
The Great Man: Well, I've been called other things...
The Great Man: Well, I've been called other things...
Ouliotta Delight Hemogloben:
Do you think he drinks?
Mrs. Hemogloben: He didn't get that nose from playing ping-pong.
Mrs. Hemogloben: He didn't get that nose from playing ping-pong.
Ouliotta Delight Hemogloben:
The only game I've ever played is bean-bag.
The Great Man: Bean-bag... ah, it's very good. Becomes very exciting at times. I saw the championship played in Paris; many people were killed.
The Great Man: Bean-bag... ah, it's very good. Becomes very exciting at times. I saw the championship played in Paris; many people were killed.
Waitress:
And another thing. Don't be so free with your hands.
The Great Man: Listen, honey. I was only trying to guess your weight. You take things too seriously.
The Great Man: Listen, honey. I was only trying to guess your weight. You take things too seriously.
Receptionist:
Some day you'll drown in a vat of whiskey!
The Great Man: Drown in a vat of whiskey. Death, where is thy sting?
The Great Man: Drown in a vat of whiskey. Death, where is thy sting?
The Great Man:
[Discussing his proposed script] In a circus scene you wear a beard.
The Producer's Wife, Mrs. Pangborn: I wear a beard?
The Great Man: Yeah, a small beard - a van dyke. Just a little... You know what a van dyke is, don't you?
The Producer's Wife, Mrs. Pangborn: I certainly do!
The Great Man: Ooh.
The Producer's Wife, Mrs. Pangborn: I wear a beard?
The Great Man: Yeah, a small beard - a van dyke. Just a little... You know what a van dyke is, don't you?
The Producer's Wife, Mrs. Pangborn: I certainly do!
The Great Man: Ooh.
The Great Man:
[in the soda fountain] I feel as though somebody stepped on my tongue with muddy feet.
[to the camera]
The Great Man: This scene's supposed to be in a saloon but the censor cut it out. It'll play just as well this way.
[to the camera]
The Great Man: This scene's supposed to be in a saloon but the censor cut it out. It'll play just as well this way.
The Great Man:
[Sitting at a luncheonette table] I don't know why I ever come in here. Flies get the best of everything!
The Great Man:
[Suffering from a hangover] Somebody put too many olives in my martini last night!
Stewardess: Should I get you a Bromo?
The Great Man: No, I couldn't stand the noise!
Stewardess: Should I get you a Bromo?
The Great Man: No, I couldn't stand the noise!
