Guy Holden:
I was chasing you, you shouldn't run away like that.
Mimi Glossop:
Why not?
Guy Holden:
It's bad for my health.
Mimi:
I don't care what you did as a boy.
Guy:
Well, I did nothing as a girl, so there goes my childhood.
Mimi Glossop:
Please don't ask me to stay.
Guy Holden:
All right, I won't. Don't go!
Guy Holden:
[singing and skipping in a circle] The husband is coming! Hooray! Hooray!
Waiter:
That's what they call an igneous intrusion.
Guy Holden:
You're somewhat of an igneous intrusion yourself.
Mimi Glossop:
I hope you like what I ordered. I've never had breakfast with two men before.
Guy Holden:
I've tried it. It's no fun.
Guy Holden:
Can I offer you anything? Frosted chocolate? Cointreau? Benedictine? Marriage?
Mimi Glossop:
What was that last one?
Guy Holden:
Benedictine?
Mimi Glossop:
No, the one after that.
Guy Holden:
Oh, marriage?
Mimi Glossop:
Do you always propose marriage as casually as that?
Guy Holden:
There is nothing casual about it. In fact, I've given it long and sincere thought.
Aunt Hortense:
You know, you're beginning to fascinate me, and I resent that in any man.
Egbert Fitzgerald:
Guy, you're not pining for that girl!
Guy Holden:
Pining? Men don't pine. Girls pine. Men just... suffer.
Tonetti:
You're wife is save with Tonetti, He prefers spaghetti
The Waiter:
Whumsical is more Whimsical than Whamsical.
Mimi:
You?
Guy:
[looking around] Yes. It's me.
Egbert Fitzgerald:
Your life, Mr. Tonetti, must be full of excitement.
Tonetti:
Full of excitement, and full of danger.
Egbert Fitzgerald:
Oh, yes, of course... from the husbands.
Tonetti:
No, from the ladies.
Egbert Fitzgerald:
Oh, how interesting!
Tonetti:
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But, Tonetti, he know what to do. Yes, sometimes, the lady and I have the conversation... somtimes, I play the concertina... sometimes, I play the solitaire... but, mostly, I practice my singing. At home, my wife, he do not like me to sing.
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Egbert Fitzgerald:
Unquestionably a woman of great perspicacity.
Tonetti:
Oh, si, si, signor, you bet!
Tonetti:
Rodolfo Tonetti at your service.
Egbert Fitzgerald:
Yes... well, I am Mr. Fitzgerald.
Tonetti:
Mr. Fitzgerald?
[shaking hands]
Tonetti:
Oh, I'm delightful!
Egbert Fitzgerald:
Oh, I shouldn't doubt it, old man, I shouldn't doubt it. But, don't you think that a corespondent ought to come to work quieter? Let's have more repose and less Rigoletto.
Tonetti:
Ha, I am ready for action, and I will do a first-class job.
Egbert Fitzgerald:
Well, don't be too determined about it. Remember, the lady in question is very sensitive, and you must treat her accordingly.
Tonetti:
Bene, whichever way the wind she is blowing, that is the way I sail.
Egbert Fitzgerald:
And now, Tonetti, remember: I want delicacy, tact, assurance, finesse.
Tonetti:
I've brought everything.
Tonetti:
[unable to remember his passphrase "Chance is a fool's name for fate," Tonettie repeatedly muffs it] Chance is the foolish name for fate. / Give me a name for chance and I am a fool. / Fate is a foolish thing to take chances with. / I am a fate to take foolish chances with. / Chances are that fate is foolish. / Fate is the foolish thing. Take a chance.
Guy Holden:
Chance is the fool's name for fate.
Guy Holden:
[after crashing into Mimi's car] Hello, hello! I've been looking for you!
Aunt Hortense:
Be feminine and sweet. If you can blend the two.