- Bailiff: [very quickly] DoYouSwearToTellTheTruth,AndNothingButTheTruth,SoHelpYouGod?
- Harmon: ...Huh?
- Bailiff: DoYouSwearToTellTheTruth,AndNothingButTheTruth,SoHelpYouGod?
- Judge: Answer him?
- Bailiff: DoYouSwearToTellTheTruth,AndNothingButTheTruth,SoHelpYouGod?
- Harmon: No.
- Judge: What?
- Harmon: I can't understand a thing he's saying!
- Judge: He's asking if you swear...
- Harmon: No, but I know all the words.
- Poggle: Are all these kids yours or is this a picnic?
- Tenament Mother: They're mine, thank you.
- Poggle: Don't thank me!
- Butch: [Clipper hands over a stolen wallet] That's a great kid. You got all the makings of a red-hot. How'd we make out here? Three hundred. Three-fifty. Sixty. Seventy-five. Stick around. Here. Here's your split kid.
- Clipper: A fin! Gee, Butch, you're a great guy!
- Butch: Okay, Clipper. Stick to me and I'll make a big shot out of ya.
- Margie: Clipper Kelly, I'm sick and tired of getting you outta jams. I'd poke you in the nose right here in the street if I wasn't a lady.
- Butch: Aw, lay off him, Margie. He didn't do nothin'.
- Margie: If it wasn't for you he wouldn't be in all these scraps.
- Butch: [to Clipper] Don't worry kid, you're all right. You hear me? I'm tellin' ya. You're all right.
- Margie: And I'm tellin' ya he ain't!
- Margie: What's the matta with ya? Where's your backbone? Get in there and sock 'em one! Don't let 'em make fool outta ya!
- Harmon: [Recording his marriage proposal to Margie, Harmon doesn't know how to start; so, Poggle shows him a series of Sheet Music. Harmon reads and records the song titles] My Fate is in your hands - You brought a new kind of love to me - You're driving me crazy - If I had a girl like you - I'd climb the highest mountain - My one and only - I want to make you mine - Body and soul - Till the sands of the desert grow cold - What'll I do
- [Poogle next shows him the sheet music to "Yes! We have no bananas"]
- Harmon: I'd like to kick you right in the pants.
- Poggle: Now, here's your proposal, see. Tonight, when the lights are low and Margie's up to your house, play that for her on the phonograph.