Aunt Lou:
These are right pretty pictures of you, Flower Belle.
Flower Belle Lee: Yeah, I like'em. They look just like me.
Flower Belle Lee: Yeah, I like'em. They look just like me.
Jeff Badger:
And as for that tenderfoot sheriff, why, he couldn't keep his nose out of a bottle long enough to hold up a dog's tail, much less a stagecoach.
Jeff Badger:
I wonder what kind of a woman you really are.
Flower Belle Lee: Too bad, but I can't give out samples.
Flower Belle Lee: Too bad, but I can't give out samples.
Jeff Badger:
I'm Jeff Badger. I own this place. Is there anything I can do for you?
Flower Belle: Yeah, you can get outta my way.
Flower Belle: Yeah, you can get outta my way.
Jeff Badger:
You are the sheriff wife now. It would be very embarrassing for you to know who I am.
Flower Belle Lee: Mmm... I've never been embarrassed in my life.
Flower Belle Lee: Mmm... I've never been embarrassed in my life.
Milton:
Big chief gottum new squaw?
Cuthbert J. Twillie: "New" is right. She hasn't been unwrapped yet.
Cuthbert J. Twillie: "New" is right. She hasn't been unwrapped yet.
Judge:
Are you trying to show *contempt* for this court?
Flower Belle: No... I'm doin' my best to *hide* it!
Flower Belle: No... I'm doin' my best to *hide* it!
Barfly drinking straight whiskey:
Squawk Mulligan tells me you buried your wife several years ago.
Cuthbert J. Twillie: Ah, yes. I had to. She died.
Cuthbert J. Twillie: Ah, yes. I had to. She died.
Flower Belle Lee:
[reading off the blackboard] "'I am a good boy. I am a good man. I am a good girl." What is this, propaganda?
