- Chief O'Hara: [handing over the fabled Pretzel diamond to Marsha] There, me lovely. Now you can't doubt my sincerity. This is proof of my devotion.
- Marsha: It's a start...
- Chief O'Hara: Alas, it's a pale thing besides your own beauty.
- Marsha: Lets take the rock and let the rhetoric go, shall we darling?
- Commissioner Gordon: Where is Chief O'Hara? What have you done with him, you diabolical Mata Hari? If you've harmed a hear on O'Hara's head, I'll have you in jail for the rest of your life.
- Marsha: Oh, don't be tiresome, darling. Here, sit down next to me and relax.
- Commissioner Gordon: Your hanky-panky won't work with me, young lady, I want O'Hara.