Some Like It Hot

Jerry: [breaks down into tears] Oh, why did I ever let you talk me into this? Joe: Why are you even speaking to me about it? Jerry: I just don't have a good feeling about this. Joe: Oh, come on! What are you worried about? This job is going to last a long time. Jerry: Well, suppose it doesn't? Joe: Jerry, boy, why do you have to paint everything so black? Suppose you got hit by a truck. Suppose the stock market crashes. Suppose Mary Pickford divorces Douglas Fairbanks. Suppose the Dodgers leave Brooklyn! Jerry: [Jerry notices the badge of an undercover agent at a nearby table] Joe...? Joe: Suppose Lake Michigan overflows. Jerry: Well, don't look now, but the whole town is underwater!

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Sig Poliakoff: The instruments are right but you're not... Jerry: Wait a minute. What's wrong with us? Sig Poliakoff: You're the wrong shape. Goodbye! Joe: What are you looking for — hunchbacks or something? Sig Poliakoff: Oh, it's not the backs that worry me... Jerry: Well, then, what is it then? Joe: Yeah! What kind of a band is this, anyway? Sig Poliakoff: You gotta be under twenty-five... Jerry: Oh, we could pass for that! Sig Poliakoff: ..you gotta be blonde... Jerry: We could dye our hair! Sig Poliakoff: ...and you gotta be girls. Jerry: We could—! Joe: No, we couldn't!

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Jerry: [in high heels] How do they walk in these things, huh? How do they keep their balance? Joe: It must be the way the weight is distributed. Now, come on. Jerry: It's so drafty. They must be catching cold all the time, huh? Joe: Will you quit stalling? We're gonna miss the train. Jerry: I feel naked. I feel like everybody's staring at me! Joe: With those legs, are you crazy? Now, come on. Jerry: Look at that! Look how she moves. That's just like Jell-O on springs. She must have some sort of built-in motors. I tell you, it's a whole different sex! Joe: What are you afraid of? Nobody's asking you to have a baby.

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Beinstock: Saxophone, Bass. Am I glad to see you girls. You saved our lives. Jerry/Daphne: Likewise, I'm sure. Sue: Where did you girls play before? Jerry/Daphne: Here, there, and around. Joe/Josephine: We spent three years at the Sheboygan Conservatory of Music.

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Jerry: Now you've done it! Now you have done it! Joe: Done what? Jerry: You tore off one of my chests!

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Jerry: [about the women] How about that talent, huh? Like falling into a tub of butter. Joe: Watch it, Daphne. Jerry: When I was a kid, Joe, I used to have a dream. I was locked up overnight in a pastry shop and there was goodies all around. There was jellyrolls and mocha eclairs and sponge cake, and Boston creme pie and cherry tarts - Joe: Don't. Listen to me. No butter, no pastry. We're on a diet!

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