Morgan Vallin: What's the matter, Glenda?
Glenda Chapman: What about him?
Morgan Vallin: Your anxiety betrays you.
Glenda Chapman: Be yourself, Morgan. The audience is gone. All I say is he's quick and he's clever. He's a good man for us.
Morgan Vallin: I make the decisions here.
Glenda Chapman: Well, what are you going to do?
Morgan Vallin: I'm going to hear the rest of my symphony.
Glenda Chapman: I'm going to bed.
Morgan Vallin: I must enjoy my favorite music alone?
Glenda Chapman: What better company could you have, Morgan? Good night.

Morgan Vallin: When did you happen to contract malaria, Johnny?
Johnny Allegro: Down in the South Pacific, in the last war.
Morgan Vallin: War hero, eh?
Johnny Allegro: Nah. I was standing in a bar one night when a mosquito flew in and bit me.

Glenda Chapman: Underestimated Morgan, didn't you? And you know how it irks him to be underestimated.
Johnny Allegro: No wonder. I've known a lot of smart guys, but that's genius.
Morgan Vallin: Then perhaps you've changed your mind about the necessity for carrying a gun.
Johnny Allegro: From now on, call me Robin Hood.
Morgan Vallin: Well, you're hardly the type, but you're responding to treatment.