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Susan Vance: There *is* a leopard on your roof and it's my leopard and I have to get it and to get it I have to sing.

David Huxley: Now it isn't that I don't like you, Susan, because, after all, in moments of quiet, I'm strangely drawn toward you, but - well, there haven't been any quiet moments.

Susan Vance: You mean you want *me* to go home?
David Huxley: Yes.
Susan Vance: You mean you don't want me to help you any more?
David Huxley: No.
Susan Vance: After all the fun we've had?
David Huxley: Yes.
Susan Vance: And after all the things I've done for you?
David Huxley: That's what I mean.

Susan Vance: Well, don't you worry, David, because if there's anything that I can do to help you, just let me know and I'll do it.
David Huxley: Well, er - don't do it until I let you know.

[In jail]
Susan Vance: Anyway, David, when they find out who we are they'll let us out.
David Huxley: When they find out who *you* are they'll pad the cell.

David Huxley: How can all these things happen to just one person?

Mrs. Random: Well who are you?
David Huxley: I don't know. I'm not quite myself today.
Mrs. Random: Well, you look perfectly idiotic in those clothes.
David Huxley: These aren't my clothes.
Mrs. Random: Well, where are your clothes?
David Huxley: I've lost my clothes!
Mrs. Random: But why are you wearing *these* clothes?
David Huxley: Because I just went gay all of a sudden!
Mrs. Random: Now see here young man, stop this nonsense. What are you doing?
David Huxley: I'm sitting in the middle of 42nd Street waiting for a bus.

David Huxley: When a man is wrestling a leopard in the middle of a pond, he's in no position to run.

Alice Swallow: Oh David, what have you done?
David Huxley: Just name anything, and I've done it.

[David discovers the leopard in Susan's bathroom]
David Huxley: Susan, you have to get out of this apartment!
Susan Vance: I can't, I have a lease.

[Limping after losing a heel from one shoe]
Susan Vance: I was born on the side of a hill.

[David and Susan have just discovered that Baby is missing]
David Huxley: Now don't lose your head, Susan.
Susan Vance: My what?
David Huxley: Don't lose your head!
Susan Vance: I've got my head, I've lost my leopard!

David Huxley: You don't understand: this is *my* car!
Susan Vance: Your golf ball, your running board, your car? Is there anything in the world that doesn't belong to you?
David Huxley: Yes, thank heavens, YOU!

[reading letter about new leopard]
Susan Vance: "He's three years old, gentle as a kitten, and likes dogs." I wonder whether Mark means that he eats dogs or is fond of them?

[first lines]
Prof. LaTouche: Morning, Miss Alice. My watch is...
Alice Swallow: Shh. Dr. Huxley is thinking.

[last lines]
Susan Vance: Oh, David, can you ever forgive me?
David Huxley: I... I... I...
Susan Vance: You can! And you still love me.
David Huxley: Susan, that... that...
Susan Vance: You do. Oh, David.
David Huxley: Oh, dear. Oh, my.

[Susan is stealing David's car from the golf course]
Susan Vance: Now, don't lose your temper.
David Huxley: My dear young lady, I'm not losing my temper. I'm merely trying to play some golf!
Susan Vance: You choose the funniest places; this is a parking lot.

[repeated line]
David Huxley: I'll be with you in a minute, Mr. Peabody!

David Huxley: Susan, is there any way to cross this stream?
Susan Vance: Oh, surely it's shallow. We can wade across.
[they both walk into the stream, then fall in after the floor drops off]
David Huxley: Oh, Susan...
Susan Vance: The riverbeds change!

Susan Vance: [watching George the dog dig up what they think is David's dinosaur bone] Oh, look, David, a boot.
David Huxley: [angrily] A boot.
[picks it up and makes like he's going to swing with it]
Susan Vance: Don't hit George, David.
David Huxley: I wasn't going to hit *George*!

Susan Vance: I won't leave you, David! I love you!
David Huxley: What?

Susan Vance: You've just had a bad day, that's all.
David Huxley: That's a masterpiece of understatement.

David Huxley: A million dollars! Say, that's pretty white of Mr. Peabody, isn't it.

Mrs. Random: Who is this David?
Susan Vance: Oh, he's a friend of Mark.
Mrs. Random: Is that all you know about him?
Susan Vance: No, I know I want to marry him. He doesn't know it but I am.
Mrs. Random: Now see here, if you are going to marry him on my money you are very much mistaken. I don't want another lunatic in the family I have lunatic enough all ready. When you going to marry him? What's his name?
Susan Vance: It's uh Bone
Mrs. Random: Bones
Susan Vance: One Bone
Mrs. Random: I don't care if it's one bone or two bones it's a ridiculous name.
Mrs. Random: What does he do?
Susan Vance: He hunts
Mrs. Random: Hunts. Hunts what?
Susan Vance: Animals I should think.

Susan Vance: Oh, I'm caught on something - David, help me, will you?
David Huxley: Oh, no. That's poison ivy.
Susan Vance: I bet you wouldn't treat Miss Swallow this way.
David Huxley: I bet Miss Swallow knows poison ivy when she sees it.
Susan Vance: Yes, I bet poison ivy runs when it sees her.

David Huxley: [on the phone] Yes, I did see Mr. Peabody, but I didn't see. That is, I didn't see him really. Yes, I spoke to him twice, but I didn't talk to him.
Alice Swallow: David, I don't understand. Did you or did you not speak to Mr. Peabody?
David Huxley: Well... there are some things that are very difficult to explain, Alice.

[Susan is pretending to be a mobster]
David Huxley: Constable, she's making all this up from motion pictures she's seen!
Susan Vance: Oh, I suppose I saw you with that ragged old skirt in the motion pictures, did I?
Constable Slocum: Oh, another woman, eh?
Susan Vance: Sure, I wouldn't be squealing on him if he didn't give me the run-around with that other twist.
Constable Slocum: Oh, so he's a lady killer.
Susan Vance: A lady killer! He's a regular Don Swan. Loves the ladies, don't ya, honey? He pops them off, one, two, three.
[Pretends to open a cork and toss it away]
Susan Vance: He's a wolf.
David Huxley: [Claps his head] Oh, so now I'm a wolf!
[Collapses on a cot]

Alice Swallow: Now once and all, David, must come between you and your work. Our marriage must contain no domestic entanglements of any kind.
David Huxley: [Stammering nervously] You mean... you mean...
Alice Swallow: [Firmly] I mean of any kind, David.

Dr. Alexander Peabody: Dr. Huxley, when I play golf, I only talk golf - and then only between shots.

David Huxley: [Dadid is trying to prove to Susan that she's playing his ball]
David Huxley: You see, a PGA has two lines and Cro-Flight has a circle.
Susan Vance: Mm-hm. I'm not superstitious about things like that.

David Huxley: [Pointing to a mark on a golf ball] You see, it's a circle.
Susan Vance: Well, of course, do you think it would roll if it were square?

David Huxley: [David tripped and sat on his hat] I might have known it was you. I had a feeling just as I hit the floor.
Susan Vance: That was your hat.

Susan Vance: What would you say about a man who follows a girl around...
Dr. Fritz Lehman: Follows her around...
Susan Vance: ...And then when she talks to him, he fights with her?
Dr. Fritz Lehman: Fights with her... is this young man your fiance?

Dr. Fritz Lehman: Well, you see, the love impulse in men frequently reveals itself in terms of conflict.
Susan Vance: [Excitedly] The love impulse!
Dr. Fritz Lehman: Without my knowing more about it, my rough guess would be, he has a fixation on you, a fixaation that...
Susan Vance: No wait, I can't remember any more than that!

Dr. Fritz Lehman: The love impulse in man frequently reveals itself in terms of conflict.

Susan Vance: [to David] You know why you're following me? You're a fixation.

Susan Vance: You're angry, aren't you?
David Huxley: Yes, I am!
Susan Vance: Mm-hmm. The love impulse in men frequently reveals itself in terms of conflict.

David Huxley: So if you don't mind, Susan, I'll see Mr. Peabody alone, and unarmed.
Susan Vance: Without me?
David Huxley: Yes, without you, and *definitely* without you.

Susan Vance: Now that's all perfectly clear, isn't it?
Dr. Fritz Lehman: No, it isn't!
David Huxley: My dear sir, it never will be clear, not as long as she's explaining it!

Susan Vance: Now, certainly you can't think I did that intentionally!
David Huxley: Well, if I could think, I'd have run when I saw you!

Susan Vance: [Susan has torn the back of her dress] Well, get behind me.
David Huxley: I am behind you.
Susan Vance: Well, get closer.
David Huxley: I can't *get* any closer!

Mr. Gogarty: [Gogarty, David, and Susan are in jail] Miss Susan! How'd you get here?
David Huxley: Influence.
Susan Vance: Don't worry, Gogarty, I'll get you out.
David Huxley: Oh, sure. Look, she got me out.

Mrs. Random: [Mrs. Random thinks that David is crazy]
Mrs. Random: What are you doing?
Susan Vance: Hunting for George.
Mrs. Random: But why?
Susan Vance: [In a rush] David wants him, David loves him, David thinks he's such a nice dog.
Mrs. Random: Susan, he's a perfect little fiend and you know it!
Susan Vance: But David doesn't.

David Huxley: But Susan, you can't climb in a man's bedroom window!
Susan Vance: I know, it's on the second floor!

David Huxley: [Susan is collecting pebbles] Susan, what are you doing?
Susan Vance: Pebbles.
David Huxley: Pebbles? What for?
Susan Vance: Well, I've heard that if you throw pebbles up against a window, the people think it's hail and then they come and close the windows.
David Huxley: I, I, I - Oh!
[Susan throws the pebbles and they loudly crash against Peabody's window]
David Huxley: Oh, I know we ought to go now, but somehow I can't move.

Mrs. Random: What are you doing?
David Huxley: [exasperated and wearing Susan's negligee] I'm standing in the middle of 42nd Street waiting for a bus!

Alice Swallow: Nonsense. Yesterday you tried putting it
[the intercostal clavicle]
Alice Swallow: in the tail, and it didn't fit.

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