text stringlengths 1 3.04k |
|---|
Now you tore the other one. |
I changed it. It used to be Sugar Kowalczyk. |
Polish? |
Bye, Sugar. We been playing with the wrong bands. |
Down, Daphne! |
How about the shape of that liquor cabinet? |
Forget it. One false move, and they'll toss us off the train there'll be the police, and the papers, and the mob in Chicago... |
Boy, would I like to borrow a cup of that Sugar. |
Look no butter, no pastry, and no Sugar! |
You tore it again! |
Men? |
Oh, you don't have to worry about that. |
We would be caught dead with men. Those rough, hairy beasts with eight hands They all want just one thing from a girl. |
Steady, boy. Just keep telling yourself you're a girl. |
I'm a girl. I'm a girl. I'm a girl |
What are you doing? |
I just want to make sure that honey stays in the hive. There'll be no buzzing around tonight. |
But suppose I got to go like for a drink of water? |
Fight it. |
But suppose I lose? Suppose it's an emergency? |
Then pull the emergency brake! |
Good night, Daphne. |
Good night, Josephine. |
What's going on here? Daphne Daphne |
It's not my fault. I didn't invite them. |
Break it up, girls! Daphne! Come on, help me! |
Male and female the moth and the flame I ought to slug you! |
You wouldn't hit a girl, would you? |
What happened? |
I got pinched in the elevator. |
Well, now you know how the other half lives. |
And I'm not even pretty. |
They don't care just as long as you wear skirts. It's like waving a red flat in front of a bull. |
I'm tired of being a flag. I want to be a bull again. Lets get out of here, Joe. Let's blow. |
Blow where? |
You promised the minute we hit Florida, we were going to beat it. |
How can we? We're broke. |
We can get a job with another band. A male band. |
Listen, stupid right now Spats Colombo and his chums are looking for us in every male band in the country. |
But this is so humiliating. |
So you got pinched in the elevator. So what? Would you rather be picking lead out of your navel? |
All right, all right! But how long can we keep this up? |
What's the beef? We're sitting pretty. We get room and board we get paid every week there's the palm trees and the flying fish |
What are you giving me with the flying fish? I know why you want to stick around you're after Sugar. |
Me? After Sugar? |
I watched you two on the bus loveydovey whispering and giggling and borrowing each other's lipstick |
What are you talking about? Sugar and me, we're just like sisters. |
Yeah? Well, I'm your fairy godmother and I'm keeping an eye on you. |
Yeah let her soak. Come on. |
Don't get burned, Daphne. |
What is it, young lady? What are you staring at? |
You you |
This happens to me all the time in public. |
I heard a very sad story about a girl who went to Bryn Mawr. She squealed on her roommate, and they found her strangled with her own brassiere. |
Yes you have to be very careful about picking a roommate. |
He's not only got a yacht, he's got a bicycle. |
Daphne Go on tell me all about him. |
You know the old shell game. |
Daphne, you're bothering us. |
Wise guy, huh? Trying to louse me up |
And what are you trying to do to poor Sugar? Putting on that millionaire act and that phony accent Nobody talks like that! I've seen you pull some low tricks on dames but this is the trickiest and the lowest and the meanest |
I'm a pushover for whom? What is it? Who's on the phone? |
Yes, Mr. Fielding you'll pick her up after the show in your motorboat goodbye what's that you said? Oh zowie! I'll give her the message. |
What message? What motorboat? |
You got it made, kid. Fielding wants you to have a little cold pheasant with him on his yacht |
Oh, he does! |
Just the three of you on that great big boat you and him and Rudy Vallee. |
Fat chance! You call him right back and tell him I'm not going. |
Of course, you're not. I'm going. |
You're going to be on the boat with that dirty old man? |
No. I'm going to be on that boat with Sugar. |
And where's he going to be? |
He's going to be ashore with you. |
With ME? |
That's right. |
Oh, no! Not tonight, Josephine! |
Daphne your boy friend is waving at you. |
You can both go take a flying jump. |
Remember he's your date for tonight. So smile. |
Come on, you can do better than that. Give him teeth the whole personality. |
Why do I let you talk me into these things? Why? |
Because we're pals buddies the two musketeers. |
Don't give me the musketeers! How'm I going to keep the guy ashore? |
Tell him you get seasick on a yacht. Play miniature golf with him. |
Oh, no. I'm not getting caught in a miniature sand trap with that guy. |
What are you doing with my flowers? |
I'm just borrowing them. You'll get them back tomorrow. |
Hi, Jerry. Everything under control? |
Have I got things to tell you! |
What happened? |
I'm engaged. |
Congratulations. Who's the lucky girl? |
I am. |
WHAT? |
Osgood proposed to me. We're planning a June wedding. |
What are you talking about? You can't marry Osgood. |
You think he's too old for me? |
Jerry! You can't be serious! |
Why not? He keeps marrying girls all the time! |
But you're not a girl. You're a guy! And why would a guy want to marry a guy? |
Subsets and Splits
No community queries yet
The top public SQL queries from the community will appear here once available.