- Nan Prescott: You scram, before I wrap a chair around your neck!
- Vivian Rich: [Angrily] It's three o'clock in the morning - where do you want me to go?
- [Nan starts to speak, but Vivian immediately cuts her off]
- Vivian Rich: You cheap stenographer...
- Nan Prescott: Outside, countess. As long as they've got sidewalks YOU'VE got a job.
- [Shoves her out, gives her a swift kick in the rump, and slams the door behind her]
- Chester Kent: Hello, Vivian. This is Miss Rich. My secretary, Miss Prescott.
- Nan Prescott: I know Miss Bi... Rich, if you remember.
- Charlie Bowers: Is there, is there anything I can do?
- Chester Kent: Yeah. See that window over there?
- Charlie Bowers: Yeah.
- Chester Kent: Take a running jump and I think you can make it.
- Chester Kent: Listen, Nan, send a new boy and girl on right away, and make sure they're not in love with each other.
- Nan Prescott: Right.
- Chester Kent: Uh, get a couple already married.
- Nan Prescott: I've got an idea.
- Chester Kent: Keep it to yourself or the wife'll cash in on it.
- Nan Prescott: And when I get an idea I do something about it.
- Chester Kent: Most dames do.
- Chester Kent: I certainly have a genius of picking dames to fall for.
- Nan Prescott: You said it, Papa.
- Chester Kent: Maybe you better help me next time.
- Nan Prescott: What do you think I've been doing?
- Vivian Rich: Chester, it's like being in jail.
- Chester Kent: Sorry, dear, better get used to it.
- Nan Prescott: She is used to it.
- Chester Kent: Where's Thompson?
- Bea: Out for a few minutes.
- Chester Kent: He'll be out for life if he doesn't stick closer to business.
- Policeman: Mr. Kent, seeing all these girls gives me a lot of ideas.
- Chester Kent: And don't let them keep you awake.
- Chester Kent: [referring to Bea] There's a girl for you.
- Nan Prescott: What kind of a girl?
- Chester Kent: With brains! You can buy beautiful women a dime a dozen. She's got it up here.
- Nan Prescott: So have I.
- Chester Kent: What?
- Nan Prescott: A headache.
- Title-Thinker-Upper: Is Mr. Kent in?
- Nan Prescott: No, but I'm his secretary.
- Title-Thinker-Upper: Well, this is something very personal.
- Nan Prescott: That's the kind of a secretary I am.
- Chester Kent: Bingo! I got an idea. Cats! I was walking on the street and saw some cats. You ever see cats walk? Just like that. A regular dance rhythm.
- Nan Prescott: So, you came right back here?
- Chester Kent: That's just what I did. I got the whole thing all mapped out. Seven boys and seven girls, tomcats and pussycats, cast down in one. Then we go to full stage with an alley drop with the ash cans and a board fence. Then we have 12 little girls come out in kitten costumes.
- Chester Kent: Come with me and I'll put you in the cat unit.
- Scotty: Oh, that's keen.
- Chester Kent: Don't be so optimistic.
- Bea: Meow.
- Scotty: Meow!
- Drugstore Clerk: We buy in big lots. When you're buying for one store, you get soaked. When you're buying for 100...
- Chester Kent: I see, practically name your own price.
- Drugstore Clerk: That's it.
- Chester Kent: Say, that's marvelous!
- Francis: I can't get away from him. I've done everything but sleep with him.
- Chester Kent: Well, sleep with him!
- Francis: All right, girls, stand up! Show Mr. Kent your legs. Oh, higher, higher.
- Chester Kent: This is an audition, not an exhibition.
- Francis: I'm not a mind reader, you know.
- Bea: Nan, are you busy?
- Nan Prescott: No, just dreaming lazily about life.
- Bea: Tell me, where do you get your hair done and where do you get all those pretty dresses?
- Nan Prescott: What's the idea?
- Bea: Well. Well, you're the type men like and...
- Nan Prescott: Me? Know any more funny stories?
- Bea: I got sick of looking like a schoolteacher and I'm sick of working in an office. I wanna go back on the stage!
- Chester Kent: Well, it was just a question of time before this place got to you. Did you say she could dance?
- Nan Prescott: One of the best!
- Chester Kent: How do you suppose an insane asylum idea would go? I could play the lead myself without any trouble.
- Nan Prescott: Me, too.
- Nan Prescott: What a memory!
- Chester Kent: Old Faithful, I calls it. Hoofers, like elephants, never forget, baby.
- Chester Kent: Call them for rehearsal tomorrow morning. We'll put them in the mechanical doll unit.
- Charlie Bowers: You must put brassieres on those dolls.
- Chester Kent: I can see it now. Pretty girls in black face. "Slaves of Old Africa. " White men capture them.
- Gracie: Mr. Kent, I have here got all the cat music from our library.
- Chester Kent: Anything good?
- Gracie: Yeah, sure. "Cat and the Fiddle", "Kitten on the Keys", "You are the Cats", "Cats on Parade", "Cat's Meow", "Crazy Cat", "Pussycat, Pussycat, Where Have You Been?" "Me and My Cat, Both Love You and Love Me and Love My Cat".
- Scotty: [singing] I'm sitting pretty, And you're by my side, I'm well-supplied, Plenty of you, plenty to do
- Francis: Ah, it feels so grand, When I hold your hand, There's a hop, skip and jump in my heart
- Scotty: What is this funny thing I can't get too much of?
- Scotty, Francis: Love, I've got a feeling it's love.
- Francis: From the beginning, girls. One, two, three, four, five, six, down. One, two, three, four, five, six, down!
- Bea: Is there any business you wish to discuss with me?
- Scotty: No, that's the trouble with you. You're all business. All efficiency. You're not alive. You're not a bit feminine. Look at that dress. Look at those glasses. All you need is a pair of ground gripper shoes and "The Atlantic Monthly" tucked under your arm.
- Chester Kent: You're reading those magazine ads again, "How I Became President of the Atlas Pickle Works. "
- Chester Kent: How'd you like the job of teaching new kids the routines?
- Bea: Gee, Mr. Kent, that'd be swell!
- Boy Cat 'Sittin' on a Backyard Fence': [singing] Come on, come on, We'll do our turtle-dovin', Sittin' on a backyard fence
- Bea: Come on, come on, The little stars are peekin', They're waiting for you to commence
- Boy Cat 'Sittin' on a Backyard Fence': Uh-huh, uh-huh, I kinda thought you'd weaken', Sittin' on a backyard fence...
- Nan Prescott: [on the phone] Hello?
- Vivian Rich: Who's speaking? Nan?
- Nan Prescott: Nobody else. I wouldn't think of waking him. He's sleeping. And so was I when you called.
- Chester Kent: Old Faithful's gone blank on me. I thought of a thousand ideas and every one of them moth-eaten.
- Nan Prescott: If the little girl's not too bold, how's for me sticking with you to get it.
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