Ida: Personally, Veda's convinced me that alligators have the right idea. They eat their young.
Mamie Johnson: There's some kind of fiddle-faddle goin' around here.
Thomas Rogers: Never in my life have I been accused of any crime, sir - and if that's what you think of me, I shan't serve any dinner.
Elvira Condomine: Get me to bed, Charles. Then we can talk in peace.
Charles Condomine: A thoroughly immoral suggestion. You ought to be ashamed of yourself.
Dr. Edelman: Now, Mr. Talbot... You broke your promise to me, didn't you? Told the police. I don't like people who break their promises, Mr. Talbot.
John Simpson: Cosgrave! Must you pace up and down like a monkey in a ruddy cage?
Alan Cosgrave: I fail to see how what I do can concern you!
Bruce Alastair: Simpson! Cosgrave! Cannot we behave like Good Comrades?
John Simpson: Doesn't anything ever get on your nerves, Alistair?
Bruce Alastair: Oh dear me, no. I have no nerves.
Torquil MacNeil: She wouldn't see a pound note from one pensions day to another.
Joan Webster: People around here are very poor I suppose.
Torquil MacNeil: Not poor, they just haven't got money.
Joan Webster: It's the same thing.
Torquil MacNeil: Oh no, it's something quite different.
Dr. John H. Watson: There ought to be a law against fat people keeping little dickey birds.
Julie Adams: What if this show is a flop?
George Gershwin: We'll do others. I haven't got time for flops.
Charlie Chan: So many fish in fish market, even flower smell same. Much confusion.
Laura Jesson: Isn't it awful about people meaning to be kind?
Oliver: That bull wouldn't hirt a fly.
Stanley Laurel: Yeah, but I'm not a fly.
Oliver Bradford: Well, apparently you don't complain.
Major John Hillgrove: You haven't given me a chance.
Taxidermist: May I help you?
Woody Woodpecker: Yeah. How about a menu?
Taxidermist: I beg your pardon?
Woody Woodpecker: A menu, menu! M-E-N, men. Y-O-U, you. Menu.
Harry Ware: Biggest boar in the world, I bet.
Margy Frake: All depends on how you spell it.
Yosemite Sam: Be you the mean hombre that's a-hankerin' for a heap of trouble, stranger? Well, be ya?
Bugs Bunny: I be.
Daffy Duck: I guess he's gone now.
The Little Man from the Draft Board: Well, now, I wouldn't say that.
Dr. Murchison: The old must make way for the new, especially when the old is suspected of senility.