Mrs. Scudder: There's something very peculiar about him.
Mr. Gashwiler: Well, that's the best idea we've had since the Saturday after Good Friday.
Mr. Gashwiler: I'm gonna get to the bottom of this! If he don't stop lollygaggin' and moonin' around, I'm gonna get a new boy.
Mr. Gashwiler: Phonograph records, pictures, diploma for acting, and a cowboy suit! So, that's what's wrong with you, eh? Well, it's got to stop, you hear me! Makin' yourself the laughin' stock of the whole town.
Mr. Gashwiler: Don't you back talk to me! After all we've done for you. Takin' you out of the orphan asylum and given ya a good home! And a good job. Why, I even planned to taking you into partnership someday.
Merton Gill: I got a career ahead of me and I'm not gonna let anybody stop me. I've been studyin'. And I been savin' too! For when I go to Hollywood. That's were I'm goin' someday! Hollywood!
Merton Gill: Oh Lord, please make me a good movie actor. Make me one of the best.
'Flips' Montague: Did anyone ever tell you that the picture game is a pretty tough racket?
'Flips' Montague: Now, listen, kid, I bet you think I'm hard boiled, don't cha? Well, maybe I am. Its just 'cause I know what its all about, that's all. Don't feel bad when I tell you, that, that you haven't got a Chinaman's chance.
'Flips' Montague: Look, if I get you a ticket back to Simsbury, will you go?
Merton Gill: Oh, no.
'Flips' Montague: For the love of Pete, why not?
Merton Gill: I couldn't. Not the way I feel about pictures. I mean, just think, making millions of people happy everyday, the way Buck Benson does. Even trying to do it, that's worth sacrificin' and sufferin' for it, isn't it?
'Flips' Montague: Oh, I don't know whether its blind courage or supreme dumbness. Oh, how I hate pictures.
Merton Gill: You shouldn't eat moldy beans. That's bad, isn't it?
'Flips' Montague: Serves you right, you big lug!
Merton Gill: I don't know where you like to eat, but, well, I kinda like to celebrate. You know and go to one of those places where, where they charge sixty cents for a plate of soup. Can you imagine, sixty cents for a plate of soup?
'Flips' Montague: Easy, Trooper. You sure had mother guessing for a minute.