Basil Underwood:
After all, what am I? Just the greatest actor in the world.
Joyce Arden:
You're going to have love for breakfast, love for luncheon and love for dinner. Sweet, sugary, sticky worship. You're going to have a steady diet of it till you're ready to scream - you billygoat!
Marcia West:
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Aunt Ella, when Basil Underwood feels like a kipper, I'm sure he doesn't feel like an egg - even an aristocratic one.
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Basil Underwood:
Have you seen a mad woman 'round here?
Butler:
Which one sir?
Basil Underwood:
I say, Digges, you don't suppose I've aroused her slap-me-again-I-love-it complex?
Marcia West:
[to Basil] Will you shut up?
Basil Underwood:
What?
Marcia West:
You meddlesome old nuisance, who asked you to interfere with our affairs, anyway?
Henry Grant, Jr.:
She's absolutely right!
Basil Underwood:
Well, I like that! Why, you - you...
Marcia West:
You leave Henry out of this! If he'd had any sense he'd have realized I'd have forgotten all about you in two weeks. I was in love with Clark Gable last year, and if I can get over him, it's a cinch I can get over you.
Basil Underwood:
Who's Clark Gable?
Marcia West:
[to Henry] He doesn't know who Clark Gable is.
Henry Grant, Jr.:
Hmmm. I do.
Marcia West:
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