Shall We Dance (1937)
Jeffrey Baird: [picks up phone] Hello?
Cecil Flintridge: Oh, hello, Jeffrey. Yes, are you there?
Jeffrey Baird: Of course I'm here.
Cecil Flintridge: Now don't shout at me - I'm in jail.
Jeffrey Baird: Well, that's all right; we don't need you.
Cecil Flintridge: I'm in jail for battery, and I want you to get me out. I'm at the Susquehannah Street Jail . . . Susquehannah! Susquehannah - S-U-S-Q-U-Q! Q! You know, the thing you play billiards with . . . Billiards! B-I-L-L-
Policeman at Jail: What is this, a spelling bee?
Cecil Flintridge: Ahem. No, "L" for larynx. L-A-R-Y . . . N-No, not "M", N! . . . "N" as in neighbor! Neighbor, N-E-I-G-H-B--B! B! Bzzz. Bzzz. You know, the stinging insect! Insect! I-N-S-S! S, for symbol. S-Y . . . Y! Y!
Jeffrey Baird: Well, why? Don't ask me "why."
Cecil Flintridge: Look, Jeffrey. I'm in jail. W-wait a minute. What jail did you say this was?
Policeman at Jail: Susquehannah Street Jail.
Cecil Flintridge: Thank you, indeed. Thank you very much. I'm in the Substi--The Subset-Jeffrey, listen closely . . . Do you know where the Oak Street Jail is? You do? Fine. I'll have them transfer me there in the morning!
Newsboy: [shouting] Petrov and Keene: secret marriage!
Peter P. Peters: We're the only two people in New York who don't think we're married.
Linda Keene: Think? I know we're not.
Peter P. Peters: I'm beginning to have my doubts.
Arthur Miller: What does your watch say?
Jeffrey Baird: It says, "Tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick."
Linda Keene: I'm just a bowl in a gold of fish!
Arthur Miller: You mean a fish in a bowl of gold.
Linda Keene: That's what I said, a bowl in a goldfish!
Peter P. Peters: I told you, I haven't even met her. But I'd kinda like to marry her... I think I will.
Arthur Miller: [to Jeff] Well, to tell the truth, I don't know you well enough to tell you the truth.
Jeffrey Baird: [after finding Peter tap-dancing] What were you doing?
Peter P. Peters: Oh, just having fun.
Jeffrey Baird: The great Petrov doesn't dance for fun!
Peter P. Peters: Maybe not, but I do. Pete Peters, remember me?
Jeffrey Baird: Oh, that awful name of yours!
Peter P. Peters: I dunno, I kinda like it! Peter P. Peters, Philadelphia, PA.
[Does short dance step]
Jeffrey Baird: How do you make that exasperating noise? What have you got on those shoes?
Peter P. Peters: Taps.
Jeffrey Baird: Taps! On your ballet shoes!
Peter P. Peters: Aw, but Jeff, I haven't neglected anything! Observe! The Entrechat Trois!
[Does ballet step]
Jeffrey Baird: Lovely! Beautiful!
Peter P. Peters: But how much more effective it is this way!
[Does tap variation on ballet step]