Mrs. Ritchey:
I'm a dipsomaniac, and I'm proud of it, you mean.
Maloney:
There's only one guy in the world that can do a nurse any good and that's a patient with dough! Just catch one of them with a high fever and a low pulse and make him think you saved his life and you'll be getting somewhere.
Lora Hart:
Who are you?
Nick, the Chauffeur:
I'm Nick... the chauffeur.
Lora Hart:
I'll call the Doctor.
Nick, the Chauffeur:
Listen, you'll do what I tell you.
Lora Hart:
What are you trying to do? What he did?
Nick, the Chauffeur:
No, but you're not gonna call a Doctor. You're a nurse, you give her the works yourself.
Lora Hart:
I can't, except under Doctor's orders.
Nick, the Chauffeur:
Oh, yes you can, and what's more, you will.
[
squeezes her wrist tightly]
Lora Hart:
I can't very well with a broken wrist.
[
picks up the phone]
Lora Hart:
Operator, operator, get me a Doctor quick!
Nick, the Chauffeur:
Hang up, or I'll break your neck.
Lora Hart:
What right have you to?
Nick, the Chauffeur:
Plenty.
Mrs. Ritchey:
Oh, be quiet!
Nick, the Chauffeur:
Ah, shut up!
Nick, the Chauffeur:
Oh, don't be sore, Nicky, Kiss me.
Nick, the Chauffeur:
[
to Lora] Get busy.
Lora Hart:
I tell you I can't without the proper authority.
Nick, the Chauffeur:
I give you the authority.
Lora Hart:
[
into the phone] Operator! Operator! Operator!
[
Nick hangs up the phone and knocks her unconcious]
Mrs. Ritchey:
Don't be sore big boy. Where are you going?
Maloney:
Say, I was afraid the hospital would burn down before I could get into it. Now I have to watch myself with matches.
Lora Hart:
I'll kill the next one that says ethics to me.
Maloney:
Says you.
Lora Hart:
Yea, says me in a big way, sister.
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