Emma Allen: [Regarding the inn] This place used to be a grist mill and a barn. Now it's a Tyrolean haunted house.

Betty Haynes: [singing "I Wish I Was Back In The Army"] The soldiers and the WACs / The WACs who dressed in slacks / Dancing cheek-to-cheek and pants-to-pants.

Betty Haynes: [singing on the train] I want to wash my hands, my face, my hair with snow.

Betty Haynes: Look who's talking about guilt!
Bob Wallace: What do you mean by that?
Betty Haynes: I mean you shouldn't mix fairy tales with liverwurst and buttermilk.
Bob Wallace: What did you have for lunch today?
Betty Haynes: I didn't have lunch.
Bob Wallace: Maybe you ought to eat some.

Betty Haynes: Mr. Bones? Mr. Bones? How do you feel, Mr. Bones?
Phil Davis: Rattlin'!
Betty Haynes: Mr. Bones feels rattlin'. Ha ha. That's a good one. Tell a little story, Mr. Bones.
Bob Wallace: A funny little story, Mr. Bones!
Phil Davis: How do you stop an angry dog from biting you on Monday?
Betty Haynes: That joke is old. The answer is to kill the dog on Sunday!
Phil Davis: That's not how you stop a dog from biting you on Monday!
Betty Haynes: How do you bring a thing about?
Phil Davis: Have the doggy's teeth pulled out!
Betty Haynes: Oh, Mr. Bones, that's terrible!
Phil Davis: Uh-huh.
Betty Haynes, Bob Wallace: Yes, Mr. Bones, that's terrible!
Phil Davis: Uh-huh.

Betty Haynes: Why, all of a sudden, are people so concerned about my eating habits? Why don't people just leave me alone?

Judy Haynes: [about Betty] I've got a flash for you: she's a real slow mover.
Phil Davis: I've got a flash right back for you: she's in there with the champ.

Judy Haynes: [about Betty] Yesterday, she couldn't sleep. Today, she won't eat. She's in love.
Phil Davis: Well if that's love, somebody goofed.

Judy Haynes: [after creating her phony engagement with Phil] Don't you think we ought to kiss or something?
Phil Davis: [Obviously nervous] Not until it's absolutely necessary.

Judy Haynes: [to Phil] You are not exactly Superman, but you are awfully available.