Gloria Wandrous:
Mama, face it: I was the slut of all time.
Mrs. Jescott:
Vulgarity has its uses.
Gloria Wandrous:
You act like a man who's expecting his wife back in town.
Weston Liggett:
Look, Gloria, I have to spend at least tonight with her.
Gloria Wandrous:
A good night's sleep will be the best thing for you.
Tom, the Bartender:
Without her this place is dead. She's like catnip to every cat in town.
Gloria Wandrous:
I think I'll get cleaned up and do my nails.
Mrs. Fanny Thurber:
Yes, sharpen them.
Gloria Wandrous:
For you, Mrs. Thurber, I would.
Gloria Wandrous:
I spent the night with Steve's girlfriend, Norma.
Mrs. Wandrous:
Ah, isn't that nice! She knows a boy whose girlfriend is that unselfish!
Mrs. Fanny Thurber:
That's a girl who won't have a girlfriend long.
Gloria Wandrous:
A compliment from you, Mrs. Thurber?
Mrs. Fanny Thurber:
I must have said it wrong!
Weston Liggett:
I've been kind of busy.
Man:
Yeah, I heard. I heard. That's the kind of busy-ness I wouldn't mind having - again!
Weston Liggett:
What are you talking about?
Man:
Oh, come on, Ligget, come on! Hunh? Gloria!
[Puts his arm around him]
Man:
Hunh? Sure! Oh, she's... she's frantic! Isn't she like a rocket right off the Earth? Who should know better than yours truly? Ooohhh, mother, help me! I'd have left home for that. Nah... she's got a traveling itch; she's like a flea. Hop, hop, hop from one dog to another. She bites you, and she's gone. She picks you up and she drops you.
Gloria Wandrous:
Command performances leave me quite cold. I've had more fun in the back seat of a '39 Ford than I could ever have in the vault of the Chase Manhattan Bank.