Victor Santini: He's been with the judge twenty minutes. What could he be saying to him?
Mrs. Hattie Brown: I'm smoking like a fish.
Victor Santini: You're in the wrong neighborhood, Mrs. Brown. You need a big shot lawyer and you need him quick.
Mrs. Hattie Brown: And what do we do for money? Print it?
Victor Santini: Nothing you can hock? Well, how much cash do you have on hand?
Mrs. Hattie Brown: About eleven hundred dollars.
Victor Santini: That might pay the stenography bill.
Mrs. Hattie Brown: You're a young man. What are you so money mad about?
Lt. Mike Morris: Where do you two come off going and take the kid's part against me? For two cents, I'd go up and fan her behind!
Mrs. Hattie Brown: And there's my delicate dainty foot. Kiss it!
Mrs. Hattie Brown: Don't shake your head, Jo. I'm your mother, not your judge. You have a right to a little happiness!
Larry Ellis: Oh, Jo, Jo. What you do to me.
Lt. Mike Morris: I know, I know, I sometimes dish it out; but, you don't take things light enough. I mean, you don't think when I say I'll kick her in the slats, the kid, I really mean it?
Jo Morris: What's important is whether Avis thinks you mean it.
Lt. Mike Morris: It's nice havin' a head like you at home.
Lt. Mike Morris: [after squeezing Jo's breast and she rejects his advances] What's your private name for me? Poison Ivy? Don't forget, kid, in my trade I can get it any place! They put out and I take!
Lt. Mike Morris: That's my missus. Champagne taste with beer money. That's my missus.
Lt. Mike Morris: A man likes to get a little credit in his own home. Don't that ever occur to ya? Even a dog wags his tail when you throw him a bone. Did you hear what I said? All you know is to take my paycheck when I bring it home.
Jo Morris: I left the phone company job at $90 a week to marry you and I just as soon get it back.
Lt. Mike Morris: That'll be the day. Over my dead body, that'll be the day.
Larry Ellis: How naked a woman's face can be.
Mrs. Ellis: Remember this dear, your lawyers have as much faith in you as your mother does.
Victor Santini: Is it legal to rent hotel rooms for the purposes of illicit sex? Yes or no?
Mrs. Hattie Brown: You're purring like a pussycat; but, you'd really like to knock my head off.
Jo Morris: I don't think the opposite of love is hate. It's indifference.