Mrs. Meers: Oh POOT!

Mrs. Meers: Pook!

Mrs. Meers: Sad to be all alone in the world.

Miss Dorothy Brown: [after Judith Tremaine walks away] Bitch!

Miss Dorothy Brown: Oh, I do hope he won't be an addict. I mean with all that dope.
Millie Dillmount: It didn't hurt Sleeping Beauty or Snow White.

Miss Dorothy Brown: Operator, you have obviously never been in a Chinese opium den!

Miss Flannery: Forget the boy, Dillmount, get yourself a canary!
Millie Dillmount: [to herself] Forget the boy, Dillmount, get yourself a man!

Taxi driver: That'll be 35 cents please.
Miss Dorothy Brown: A pen, please.
Taxi driver: A pen? What for?
Miss Dorothy Brown: To write a check.
Taxi driver: A check? 35 cents I said, not 35 dollars. Who writes a check for 35 cents?
Miss Dorothy Brown: Oh, I do.

Muzzy Van Hossmere: [seeing Millie in tears] Oh! Moderns don't cry.
Millie Dillmount: No. No, of course not.
Muzzy Van Hossmere: Now Millie, I must apologize for my guest. Judith is a rude and spoiled young lady. You must not let her upset you.
Millie Dillmount: Oh Muzzy, I'm so mixed up, so confused. It's not only Miss Tremaine, though she did read me right. I am a working girl, and a boob.
Muzzy Van Hossmere: Well, there's certainly nothing wrong with being a working girl. I was a working girl myself in the chorus, but I wasn't a boob.
Millie Dillmount: No, you married well, and that's exactly my plan, and I've got to stick to it.
Muzzy Van Hossmere: Jimmy told me your plans, Millie, to marry your boss.
[Millie nods yes]
Muzzy Van Hossmere: Love has nothing to do with it?
Millie Dillmount: Yes, Ma'am, I'm a modern.
Muzzy Van Hossmere: You're a boob.

Muzzy Van Hossmere: Follow your heart, no raspberries!