March 5, 2004
Jimmy: Don't be scared.
Millie: Who says I'm scared?
Jimmy: Your fringe. It's shaking.
February 6, 2004
Millie: You don't like me.
Miss Flannery: I don't like moderns, Missy, and you're as up-to-date as they come.
Millie: Thank you!
January 2, 2004
Millie: Ten minutes in this town, and I have my New York horror story.
Jimmy: Honey, you're my New York horror story.
December 5, 2003
Millie: This'll straighten your curls: I'm going to marry my boss.
Miss Dorothy: When?
Mille: I don't know. I haven't got one yet.
November 7, 2003
Jimmy: I take a minute to give you some sound advice - my good deed for the decade -
Millie: If this is your good deed, I'd hate to see a bad one, 'cause you're really not helping.
October 3, 2003
Miss Dorothy: May I please see the concierge?
Millie: I don't know what that is, but I do know this hotel hasn't got it.
September 5, 2003
Mrs. Meers: Zazu... Rosy... Shmevmen?!
Muzzy: It’s Swedish.
Mrs. Meers: Funny, Ah tink you Finnish.
August 1, 2003
Millie: I’d have never pegged you for a paper clip man. Bootleg gin, maybe. Or ladies’ lingerie.
Jimmy: I thought you pegged me for a jerk.
Millie: I did.
July 4, 2003
Mrs. Meers: “Miss Etel Peas. Hotel Prisirra. Regret to inform-a you. Stop. Great uncuh Cyrus keered. Stop. In freak threshing accident....” Stop! What a way to go. Wehr, my condorences to your famiri.
June 20, 2003
Millie: Where I'm from, the only person you find behind bars is the town drunk.
Jimmy: It's no different here. There's just more of us.
June 6, 2003
Mr. Graydon: Get me two dozen roses.
Millie: Two dozen roses.
Mr. Graydon: Pink.
Millie: Pink.
Mr. Graydon: Plump.
Millie: On the fat side!
May 30, 2003
Mr. Graydon: The phone rang eleven times...before I picked it up myself!
May 23, 2003
Mr. Graydon: What am I going to do without John? She's the best darn stenog I ever had!
Bun Foo: Stenog!?! I type 50 words a minute!
May 16, 2003
Millie: I'm on the way up!
Miss Dorothy: I'm on the way down!
Millie: It's a good thing we met in the middle!
May 9, 2003
Mrs. Meers: Don't worry, Meersey doesn't bite...RUFF!
May 2, 2003
Millie: I'm a new woman!
Jimmy: So why set your sights on the world's oldest profession?
Millie: If I were you I'd keep my trap shut about other people's professions Mr. "I used to be in paper clips".
April 25, 2003
Mr. Graydon: May I see your references?
Millie: I don't have any but I'm a--
Mr. Graydon: No references? How about previous employers?
Millie: I don't have any of those, either.
Mr. Graydon: You don't? I like that.
Millie: You do?
Mr. Graydon: Absolutely. Isn’t this the land of opportunity, Miss Dillmount, a place where the right combination of aptitude and enthusiasm can take a girl from nowhere straight to the top? So let’s do this the American way: bolt the door, take off your things, let’s have a taste.
April 18, 2003
Jimmy: I've been so confused lately, Millie. Like now, for instance, what am I doing on a windowledge hundreds of feet in the air?
April 11, 2003
Millie: Beautiful.
Mr. Graydon: How's that?
Millie: Your beautiful baseball trophy. I love baseball.
Mr. Graydon: Golf. I won it for golf.
April 4, 2003
Mrs. Meers: Miri has such a big-a wahm famiri. Do you have a big-a wahm famiri?
Miss Dorothy: No, I’m an orphan.
Mrs. Meers: Ahr you! So saaad to be ar arone in de wor-lrd!
March 28, 2003
Miss Dorothy: My first poor person!
Millie: Broke. Not poor.
Miss Dorothy: There's a difference?!
Millie: And how! Poor sounds permanent. Broke can be fixed.
March 21, 2003
Jimmy: Wow, you've changed.
Millie: A lot can happen in seven days. Just read the bible.
March 14, 2003
Millie: Would you care to come inside?
Jimmy: No, I like the view. The world looks
different from up here Millie.
Millie: Better or worse?
Jimmy: You tell me...
March 7, 2003
Millie: Muzzy, where's the kitchen?
Muzzy: Snookums, I have no idea!
February 28, 2003
Muzzy: I came straight away from St. Bonaventure's Home for Orphaned Children.
Mrs. Meers: Did you walk?
February 21, 2003
Muzzy: So, tell me about you, Millie Dillmount. You were born. Then what happened?
Millie: Well, I was born...and then I moved here.
Muzzy: Oh, we have so much in common!
Februrary 14, 2003
Muzzy: So you see, snookums, you can marry your boss after all.
Millie: Who cares? I found myself a green glass love.
Jimmy: Funny, I found myself an emerald.
February 7, 2003
Jimmy: Millie, Will you marry me?
Millie: Oh, Jimmy...
Jimmy: Answer the question.
Millie: Yes.
Jimmy: Poor as I am?
Millie: Poor as you are. Because if it's marriage I've got in mind, love has everything to do with it.
January 31, 2003
Millie: Strong coffee.
Mr. Graydon: Not strong enough. Could not never be strong enough.
Millie: Could not never. Mr Graydon, a double negative. What's happened to you?
January 24, 2003
Millie: Millie Dillmount, to see a Mr. Trevor Graydon.
Miss Flannery: Which one? Senior, Junior, or the third?
Millie: Whichever one's single...singlehanded. Looking for a typist. Shorthand, too?
Miss Flannery: Number three.
January 17, 2003
Miss Dorothy: Oh, I'm sorry, I'm from California. I don't speak New York yet.
January 10, 2003
Millie: I never read Tom Sawyer. Was he sexy?
Trevor Graydon: He was twelve.
Millie: Well, if you got it, you got it!
