Opal: Feeling better?
Sadie McKee: Yes, thanks to you.
Opal: You’re gonna find out about men – – the tripe.
Sadie McKee: No, thanks. Not interested.
Opal: Swell. They come to my dump to get taken, see? And if you’re smart you — [to woman on subway] Am I talking loud enough?
Sadie McKee: I’m kind of sick of men.
Opal: Oh, you’re crazy. They’ve got what we want, all of it. And every gal has her price. Yours ought to be high. [to woman on subway] Every gal has her price. I don’t know what got, but you sure gyped somebody.
Jerry Warriner: What did you tell him? That our cars broke down and we had to spend the night at your apartment because it was the taxi strike?
Lucy Warriner: No, no, I didn’t tell him that. I told him the truth. And, strangely enough, he believed me.
Jerry Warriner: Oh.
Lucy Warriner: Yes, it was very refreshing.
Barkley Cooper: In case. . .I don’t see you again. . .
Lucy Cooper: What?
Barkley Cooper: Well, anything might happen. The train could jump off the tracks. If it should happen that I don’t see you again, it’s been very nice knowing you, Miss Breckenridge.
Lucy Cooper: Bark, that’s probably the prettiest speech you ever made. And in case I don’t see you ag. . .well, for a little while. I just want to tell you, it’s been lovely, every bit of it, the whole fifty years. I’d sooner have been your wife, Bark, than anyone else on Earth.
Barkley Cooper: Thank you, Lucy.