- Joan McCarty: You don't have to wear the pants and talk out of the corner of your mouth to be a fight manager.
- Gavin: A girl? Managing a pug like him?
- Joan McCarty: What do you want to be champ for?
- Ritzy McCarty: Honey, will you stop being dumb.
- Joan McCarty: Oh, maybe I'm dumb, but, from where I sit, it looks to me, that being champ don't get you anything but grief and cauliflower ears.
- Ritzy McCarty: I guess maybe you're right.
- Joan McCarty: Of course, I'm right. That's why I'm your manager. I tell you what to do and you do it. Right?
- Ritzy McCarty: Right.
- Joan McCarty: Kiss me.
- Ritzy McCarty: Right!
- [kiss]
- Ritzy McCarty: Say, she's cute.
- Joan McCarty: Cut that out, Mr. McCarty. You're on your honeymoon.
- Ritzy McCarty: Oh, she'd be cute on anybody's honeymoon.
- Ritzy McCarty: You see that. I'm too smart. too fast! They can't touch me.
- Patricia Merrill: I wish I could handle my body like that.
- Ritzy McCarty: Yeah? Well, you'll do all right.
- Patricia Merrill: Yes?
- Ritzy McCarty: Sure.
- Ritzy McCarty: It's all footwork. Watch. And you move your body in close. And you clinch. You get it?
- Rankin: She's a little out of your class, Ritzy.
- Ritzy McCarty: Yeah, well, she's a lady, see.
- Rankin: She acts like one.
- Patricia Merrill: I'd love to have you pose for me.
- Ritzy McCarty: Whaddaya mean? You want to paint me? Like those dames?
- Patricia Merrill: That's the general idea.
- Joan McCarty: Will liddle rose bud take care of its boodiful body, while little Joanie goes to market for a fight?
- Ritzy McCarty: Would liddle Joanie like a gweat big sock on the kisser?
- Patricia Merrill: 650.
- Joan McCarty: Mmm, I'm a lady too. I'll come down to 850.
- Patricia Merrill: I want him. But he's going to cost me too much. Not a penny more than 750.
- Joan McCarty: I don't want to make him swell-headed; but, he's worth that to me just to keep him around the house. Besides, he's got a swell smile. Now, that alone ought to be worth another hundred. Ritzy, smile for the lady.
- Patricia Merrill: But, I don't want him to smile.
- Joan McCarty: Oh. Oh, that's different. Without the smile, he's 750. Sold! To the lady in the gray dress with the lace cuffs for 750, without the smile.
- Ritzy McCarty: I couldn't follow the gab.
- Joan McCarty: I bet you followed Patricia around, all right.
- Ritzy McCarty: Oh, will you stop ridin' me. I didn't even know she was there.
- Joan McCarty: You didn't hold her hand?
- Ritzy McCarty: Well, sure, there's nothin' wrong about that.
- Joan McCarty: Well, no. You didn't put your arm around her waist though?
- Ritzy McCarty: No.
- Joan McCarty: Not even while you were dancing?
- Ritzy McCarty: Well, sure. But, I couldn't help it.
- Joan McCarty: You didn't hold her close though?
- Ritzy McCarty: No. Not too close.
- Joan McCarty: Well how close?
- Ritzy McCarty: Well, somethin' like that.
- Joan McCarty: [moves closer] I bet it was more like that.
- Ritzy McCarty: Well, yeah, somethin'.
- Joan McCarty: You didn't kiss her?
- Ritzy McCarty: No.
- Joan McCarty: Not even when you said, "Good night" ?
- Ritzy McCarty: Well, you know, she kinda held up her hand and - well, what would you do?
- Joan McCarty: Why, I'd kiss her.
- Ritzy McCarty: Yeah! Yeah, that's what I did.
- [Joan slaps Ritzy]
- Rankin: I'm always for the guy who smells of sweat over the one who smells of perfume. Say, that's a good line. I think I'll use it.
- Ritzy McCarty: I don't know why I don't punch you in the nose.
- Rankin: What did you say, sweetheart?
- Ritzy McCarty: Gee, its a shame a nice guy like you has to wear glasses. That's another good line. Why don't you use that.
- Biff Sullivan: Let's see, five Gs for five rounds. Five goes into five how many times?
- Sam: Once.
- Biff Sullivan: One G for every 3 minutes? That beats Garbo's salary, don't it? It makes me the highest paid actor in the world.
- Gavin: Listen, you think you're important? You're a little frog in a great big ocean. We picked you up and swelled you up and made you a great big frog.
- Ritzy McCarty: Now, you get this, Rankin. You print anything you want about me, but leave her name out of it. You understand?
- Rankin: Listen, my paper pays me to dig up news. And it's always news when a mug like you starts training on a doll like that.
- Joan McCarty: You and I are all washed up. You made a crook out of me.
- Ritzy McCarty: Well, I'd rather be in love with a crook than a punch drunk slug.
- Professor Thompson: No ifs, ands, or buts! Just tell me where you want handsome, powerful muscles. I can make you healthy, powerful, confident he-men in seven days! Why not have an arm of might with power and grip to obey you physical desires.