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.
Madame Arcati: Is there anyone there? Is there anyone there? One wrap for yes. Two wraps for no. Is there anyone there?
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.
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.
Lt. Schill: It is a good feeling for a soldier if he knows that a girl is crying for him.
Mark Williams: Why didn't you join the Navy?
Capt. Nelson: I can walk better than I can swim, brother.
Charlie Chan: Murder know no law of relativity.
George Gershwin: I'm all right! My headaches gone, and I can play.
Ira Gershwin: Don't overdo it, George.
Oscar Levant: Take it easy, fella'.
George Gershwin: Why should I take it easy? I feel wonderful! Now we can finish the score of the picture and get on with something else. I'd like to try a ballet, or maybe a string quartet, or better yet... I'd like to set The Gettysburg Address to music.
Charlie Chan: So many fish in fish market, even flower smell same. Much confusion.
Sherlock Holmes: I smell the faint, sweet odor of blackmail.
Laura Jesson: Isn't it awful about people meaning to be kind?