Rudolph: What do you want?
Clarice: You - You promised to walk me home.
Rudolph: Aren't you going to laugh at my nose, too?
Clarice: I think it's a handsome nose. Much better than that silly false one you were wearing.
Rudolph: It's terrible... and it's different from everybody else's.
Clarice: But that's what makes it so grand. Why, any doe would consider herself lucky to be with you.
Rudolph: Yeah? But I wasn't very lucky today, was I?
Bert: Speaking of names, I know a man with a wooden leg named Smith.
Uncle Albert: What's the name of his other leg?
Little John: When your opponent's sittin' there holding all aces, there's only one thing left to do: Kick over the table.
Molly Brown: Sure I may be tuckered, and I may give out, but I won't give in.
Lucky Jackson: Look Rusty, I thought maybe you and I could go dancing or something.
Rusty Martin: So you wanna go dancing?
Lucky Jackson: Or something.
Landlady: ...and what things does she want? Her bird cage and her Chinese fan. But she says, never mind about sending any clothes.
Ma Tatum: You look like you been drug through a mole hole backwards.