Horace:
Advice is cheap, Ms. Molloy. It's the things that come gift wrapped that count!
Horace:
It takes a woman all powdered and pink to joyously clean out the drain in the sink!
Dolly Levi:
Here, let me cut your wings!
Horace:
I don't want my wings cut!
Dolly Levi:
No man does, Horace, no man does.
Dolly Levi:
Money, pardon the expression, is like manure. It's not worth a thing unless it's spread around, encouraging young things to grow.
Barnaby Tucker:
Holy cabooses!
Cornelius Hackl:
We're gonna close the store.
Barnaby Tucker:
Close the store?
Cornelius Hackl:
We have to, 'cause some rotten cans of chicken mash are going to explode.
Barnaby Tucker:
Holy cabooses, how do you know?
Cornelius Hackl:
Because I'm gonna light some candles under them.
Dolly Levi:
[singing] It takes a woman to quietly plan to take him and change him to her kind of man and to gently lead him where fortune can find him and not let him know that the power behind him was that dainty woman, that fragile woman, that sweetheart, that mistress, that wife.
Joe, Vandergelder's barber:
You'll have to sit still, Mr Vandergelder. If I cut your throat it'll be practically unintentional.
Horace:
I'm going to march in the 14th street parade with the only kind of people I can trust: 700 men.
Horace:
Eighty percent of the people in the world are fools and the rest of us are in danger of contamination.
Dolly Levi:
And on those cold winter nights, Horace, you can snuggle up to your cash register. It's a little lumpy, but it rings!
Dolly Levi:
Hello! Hello there, how are you? Oh Hello!
Horace:
You know too many people.
Dolly Levi:
Total strangers!
Horace:
Then why do you greet them?
Dolly Levi:
It makes me feel good to have so many friends.
Horace:
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Oh, say hello for me too then.
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Dolly Levi:
I already did.
Dolly Levi:
As my late husband, Ephraim Levi, used to say, 'If you have to live from hand-to-mouth, you'd better be ambidextrous.'
Ambrose Kemper:
This doesn't concern her!
Dolly Levi:
Mr. Kemper, everything concerns Dolly Levi!
Horace:
You are a seven-foot-tall nincompoop!
Ambrose Kemper:
That's an insult!
Horace:
All the facts about you are insults!
Sullivan, ticket seller:
Where to, Dolly?
Dolly Levi:
Yonkers, New York, to handle a highly personal matter for Mr. Horace Vandergelder, the well-known, unmarried, half-a-millionaire.
Sullivan, ticket seller:
Gonna marry him yourself, Dolly?
Dolly Levi:
Why, Mr. Sullivan, whatever put such a preposterous idea into my head...er, your head!
Irene Molloy:
Do get done with that, Minnie. The men are eyeing us for the wrong reasons.
Minnie Fay:
A banana a day keeps the doctor away.
Irene Molloy:
You mean an apple a day.
Minnie Fay:
Who ever heard of a doctor slipping on an apple peel?
Rudolph Reisenweber:
No expression. Let the food smile.
Irene Molloy:
Minnie, I don't mind that you never finish your lunch, but I do mind that you never finish your sentences.
Dolly Levi:
Goodness, the whole room is crawling with men. Irene, my dear, congratulations.
Irene Molloy:
What's this? A return from Miss Mortimer again?
Minnie Fay:
Same old story, cherries and feathers, cherries and feathers. To catch a beau I suppose.
Irene Molloy:
If you ask me, she'd do better with a heavy veil.
Cornelius Hackl:
I've lost everything: my job, my future, everything people *think* is important, but I don't care - because even if I have to dig ditches for the rest of my life, I shall be a ditch-digger who once had a wonderful day.
Gussie Granger:
[dressed as Ernestina Simple] What do you mean, oysters aren't *in season*? Anyone can have oysters *in season*, I want them out of season!
Horace:
They don't have any Miss Simple.
Gussie Granger:
Then tell them to go out and dig for some!
Dolly Levi:
Mr. Kemper, do you mind if we go inside? I'm feeling an updraft in my underpants!