— We can't get married at all.
— Why not?
— Well, in the first place, I'm not a natural blonde.
— Doesn't matter.
— I smoke. I smoke all the time.
— I don't care.
— Well, I have a terrible past. For three years now, I've been living with a saxophone player.
— I forgive you.
— I can never have children.
— We can adopt some.
— But you don't understand, Osgood. Uh, I'm a man.
— Well, nobody's perfect.
— Look, if you're interested in whether I am married or not...
— Oh, I'm not interested at all.
— Well, I'm not.
— That's very interesting.
— I'm Osgood Fielding the Third.
— I'm Cinderella the Second.
— Isn't water polo terribly dangerous?
— I'll say. I had two ponies drowned under me.
— Hey, Sheboygan. What was your last job? Playing square dances?
— No. Funerals.
— Would you mind rejoining the living? Goose it up a little.
— Tell me, who runs up that flag? Your wife?
— No, my flag steward.
— Who mixes the cocktails? Your wife?
— No, my cocktail steward.
— Look, if you're interested in whether I am married or not...
— Oh, I'm not interested at all.
— Well, I'm not.
I don't care how rich he is, as long as he has a yacht, his own private railroad car, and his own toothpaste
— You will come and hear us play?
— If it's at all possible.
— Do come. It'll be such fun. And bring your yacht.