- Sam Wellington: Dear lawd, I ain't aste you a favor in a long time. So, please listen while I aste you one now. If you wouldn't trouble you too much, kindly make the Pacific Ocean nice and warm for Mr. Joe - when he swims tomorrow. I would consider it a personal favor if you'd let him win. But, anyhow, don't let him drown, 'cause he's the best friend I got in de whole world - - - And P.S. lawd, kindly keep an eye on the new bathin' suit Mr. Joe's gonna wear. 'Cause if it don't work good, he's shore sunk. Amen.
- Joe Holt: You said a mouthful.
- Joe Holt: I'm dizzy. I'm having hot flashes. My head is heavy. I've got red and green specks before my eyes. My ears are ringin'. My liver is numb. Say, I wouldn't be a bit surprised to find that I'm dead! Oh! Oh, Doctor.
- Roger Colby: Mr. Holt, I'm Roger Colby, the attorney.
- Joe Holt: Well, what of it?
- Roger Colby: Well, I'm the correspondent in this city for the law firm in Los Angeles of Bernstein, Bernstein, Bernstein & Jones.
- Joe Holt: What a wonder that Jones must be.
- Joe Holt: Say, about how much would a million dollars be?
- Roger Colby: Oh, about a million dollars.
- Joe Holt: That's what I thought.
- Jones: Here we have five thousand shares of Amalgamated Biscuit stock.
- Joe Holt: How much is that worth?
- Jones: In 1929, at the market peak, it was selling for five hundred dollars a share.
- Joe Holt: Five thousand shares at five hundred dollars! Gee, that's marvelous.
- Jones: But, of course, it's decreased rapidly in the past three years. Last month the company failed. The stock isn't worth a nickel today.
- Joe Holt: You mean I couldn't get a nickel for it?
- Jones: You couldn't even sell it for wallpaper.
- Jones: Mr. Holt, this is Sam.
- Sam Wellington: I'm sho' pleased to make your acquaintance, Mr. Holt.
- Joe Holt: Me too.
- Sam Wellington: [to Jones] Is this gentleman gonna be my new Pappy?
- Jones: Yes, Sam.
- Sam Wellington: That's fine!
- Ed Dover: Alice, you liked me well enough before you went away?
- Alice Brandon: I suppose so.
- Ed Dover: Now you show up with this daffy Holt and I'm out of the picture!
- Alice Brandon: Please, leave Mr. Holt out of this, Ed.
- Ed Dover: I'll leave him out all right. Wait 'til I get him in that race.
- Alice Brandon: Mmm, you sort of fancy yourself a swimmer, don't you?
- Ed Dover: This championship business certainly has taken you off your feet. Well, I'll make such a monkey of him in that race that you won't even let him in the backdoor!