Fanny Brice: If I can give Belasco four dollars for silk stockings made of cotton, I can give Ziegfeld a little more for a mink coat made of skunk.
Ted Baker: Hello.
Nora Paige: Hello, what's the thing about?
Ted Baker: Well, boy meets girl.
Nora Paige: Oh, I see. Well, boy loses girl.
Ted Baker: Boy gets girl back.
Nora Paige: Not so fast, sailor.
Ted Baker: You're not very patriotic.
Nora Paige: I am, but I'm not uniform-crazy.
Charlie Chan: Roses and romance like tenor in opera - sing most persuasive love song.
Bake Baker: Sherry tells me you're leaving. Well, that's probably the wisest thing to do. Run away! All this stuff about fighting for your man and all that makes things so complicated. Now, if all girls would just give up and run back to Bellport, then we'd definitely see the end of family life, little Junior would remain just an idea, and every man would burn his own toast. I thank you.
Mrs. Lyons: Believe me, Donna, ten million at the altar is worth twenty million in the bush.
Mary Blake: I'm going to stay.
Father Mullin: That's right. You're in probably the wickedest, most corrupt city, most Godless city in America. Sometimes it frightens me. I wonder what the end's going to be. But nothing can harm you if you don't allow it to because nothing in the world, no-one in the world, is all bad.
Tommy Randall: Do you think your mother would mind if you joined us in a soup bone?
Barbara Stewart aka Ching-Ching: I haven't got any mother.
Tommy Randall: Well, then, your father, or family?
Barbara Stewart aka Ching-Ching: I haven't any family. I haven't even got Chang.
Tommy Randall: Who's Chang?
Barbara Stewart aka Ching-Ching: He brought me here from Sanchow, and then he ran away with my money.