Editor: Wait! Wait!
Eve Fallon: You wait... you look like a waiter anyway.

Eve Fallon: You'd lie about the weather!

Richard Morey: Cortig, if you bought a gift for a girl and she refused to accept it, what would you do?
Russ Cortig: [with a slow smile] I'd give it to my wife.

[Morey sees Eve at the hotel drugstore counter buying aspirin. He enters and starts a conversation with her, finding out that she has just lost her manicurist job]
Richard Morey: They have nice perfumes here.
Eve Fallon: Yeah, if you can afford 'em.
Richard Morey: Uh, how much are these?
Off-screen Sales Clerk: Fifty-five dollars.
Richard Morey: Give me four of them.
Eve Fallon: Mmmmm. You must have lots of friends.
Richard Morey: Oh, they're all for you.
Eve Fallon: Oh, but I couldn't.
Richard Morey: Oh, but you could.
Eve Fallon: Oh, but I mustn't.
Richard Morey: Oh, but you must. And you will. How about some candy, too? Here you are. You like sweets?
[piling on the candy boxes]
Richard Morey: One more.
Eve Fallon: Please! I'll have to get a truck to carry all these things home.
Richard Morey: No, you won't. My car's right here at the door.
[to the sales clerk]
Richard Morey: Charge it, will you?
[fade to the back seat of Morey's limo]
Richard Morey: An apartment, French maid, your own car and chauffeur. Doesn't it sound good?
Eve Fallon: [deadpan] Mmmmm. Too good to be true.
Richard Morey: It... could be true.
Eve Fallon: [sardonically] And all I'd have to do is manicure your nails?
Eve Fallon: [getting up to leave] Here's my house.
Richard Morey: But Eve, haven't you forgotten something?
Eve Fallon: Yeah, my key, but I'll slip through the transom.
Richard Morey: But what about the candy and perfume?
Eve Fallon: Ah, give the candy to your chauffeur and use the perfume yourself.
[Eve slams the car door]