Sally: Hello, Lil. What have you been doing? A little racketeering?

Sally: You dropped your fur.
Lillian 'Lil': Oh, it's only a silver fox.
Sally: Couldn't you get a gold one?
Lillian 'Lil': Yeah, well, I might have this one plated!

Sally: You got all the furniture you need?
Lillian 'Lil': Well, I still have a few Louis XV tables to get, and a couple of Jacobean bedsteads, and an English highboy...
Sally: A what?
Lillian 'Lil': A highboy.
Sally: Say, I thought you were gonna be on the level, now that you're married!

Lillian 'Lil': [trying on a dress in a store, Lil positions herself in front of a sunny window] Can you see through this?
Off-camera store clerk: I'm afraid you can, Miss.
Lillian 'Lil': I'll wear it.
Off-camera store clerk: Oh!

Lillian 'Lil': I'm not gonna spend my whole life on the wrong side of the railroad tracks.
Sally: I hope you don't get hit by a train while you're crossing over.

Lillian 'Lil': Listen, I'm on my way up to the boss' house with his mail.
Sally: Why didn't his secretary do it?
Lillian 'Lil': Because I swiped it off her desk. These are important and they've gotta be answered right away. Maybe I'll get a chance to stay and take dictation.

Lillian 'Lil': Sally, I'm the happiest girl in the world. I'm in love and I'm gonna be married.
Sally: You're gonna marry Albert?
Lillian 'Lil': No, Gaerste.
Sally: In love with Gaerste?
Lillian 'Lil': No, Albert. Besides, I always did wanna learn french.
Sally: Oh, why don't you get yourself a laundryman and learn chinese?

Lillian 'Lil': Well you son-of-a-sea-snake! Have you got on my new pajamas?
[Sally hesitates guiltily]
Lillian 'Lil': 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]
Lillian 'Lil': 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.