- Miriam Wilkins: The game of man and woman maneuvering in pursuit of a mate I consider on the mental level of a game of checkers.
- Miriam Wilkins: [on phone] I'll talk to you later. A prominent member of the last generation just walked in.
- Judge Wilkins: I hope the young fellow that gets my blood doesn't need it too badly, because I have no confidence in it.
- Miriam Wilkins: He was lonely and frightened, and - and he poured his heart out to me.
- Judge Wilkins: Who's going to pour it back?
- Miriam Wilkins: Your stomach has to have something to work on, Dad. In the morning, you have an empty 30-feet of small intestine.
- Judge Wilkins: Hasn't everybody?
- Mrs. Edie Wilkins: I'm in charge of your father's small intestine - all 30 feet of it. And I don't care for such talk at breakfast.
- Mrs. Edie Wilkins: [to Ruth as she leaves the house] Be charming, but dignified.
- Judge Wilkins: Charming, but dignified? How can you manage a thing like that? Don't let it get you down.
- Ruth Wilkins: He hasn't got me yet.
- Miriam Wilkins: As a judge, I thought you had an additional responsibility to set an example.
- Judge Wilkins: I'm a traffic judge. Let the Supreme Court give blood.
- Miriam Wilkins: The game of man and woman maneuvering in pursuit of a mate I consider on the level of a game of checkers.
- Ruth Wilkins: What do you know about checkers?
- Judge Wilkins: You're ahead, Ruth. It's your turn, Miriam.
- Miriam Wilkins: A witticism is no answer for logic.
- Judge Wilkins: You lose, Ruth
- Miriam Wilkins: Dad, you went to the blood bank today... was it hard for you?
- Judge Wilkins: Oh, there were 20 women in the room. I was the only person put to bed with a blanket over him.
- Mrs. Edie Wilkins: How do you feel, Harry?
- Judge Wilkins: Oh, fine, dandy, never felt better.
- Mrs. Edie Wilkins: You looked terrible stretched out on that cot.
- Judge Wilkins: Were you there too?
- Miriam Wilkins: [after her parents return from donating blood] My contribution to the war effort today was two pints of blood?
- Judge Wilkins: [In unison with Mrs. Edie Wilkins] Your contribution?
- Miriam Wilkins: Well it was my idea, wasn't it?
- Lt. William Seacroft: [Looking at a framed picture of Ruth] Be seeing ya', baby. That's what I call her - baby. You might as well know it.
- Mrs. Edie Wilkins: I used to call her that.
- Judge Wilkins: It's not the same, dear.
- Judge Wilkins: Is Ruth home?
- Miriam Wilkins: Dad, the whole world's on fire, and you concern yourself with the humdrum activities of a young woman who's comfortable, secure and very well fed.
- Judge Wilkins: Court's adjourned. I'll hear your arguments on Monday.
- Ruth Wilkins: I'm going to be married. Right away. Well, aren't you going to say anything?
- Judge Wilkins: We're glad to get rid of you.
- Ruth Wilkins: That's what I thought.
- Miriam Wilkins: I'm not sorry for what I've one. I've given a soldier to the war.
- Mrs. Edie Wilkins: His mother will be happy to hear that.
- Judge Wilkins: This child is perverted. And you're to blame, Edith. You're the keeper of my home, the molder of my children, and I'm not satisfied with the molding.
- Judge Wilkins: How about a little drink?
- Lt. William Seacroft: No thanks.
- Judge Wilkins: Well, I'm going to have one.
- Lt. William Seacroft: It's not that I don't drink. As a matter of fact, a half an hour ago I walked into a bar, but, it didn't seem right to fortify myself that way. It seemed cowardly. But don't let me stop you.
- Judge Wilkins: [Putting the whisky carafe back] You're right! It is cowardly.
- Mrs. Edie Wilkins: Well, I'm only interested in his reaction to the war. I skip the personal things.
- Judge Wilkins: How do you know they're personal, if you don't read them?
- Ruth Wilkins: He's nothing like he seems.
- Mrs. Edie Wilkins: He seems like a nice clean cut young fellow.
- Albert Kummer: What are they paying lieutenants in this war?
- Ruth Wilkins: I've never met anyone who cared so little about money.
- Albert Kummer: We meet that type at the bank. Squander dollars on peanuts then try to borrow nickels for bread.
- Ruth Wilkins: No woman wants a man who's never jealous.
- Albert Kummer: If that does it, I can make you pretty happy.
- Mrs. Edie Wilkins: Harry, I just thought of something... They're not supposed to meet.
- Judge Wilkins: Well if they're not supposed to meet, this is the place for it.
- Sgt. Chuck Vincent: Well, that's the way it goes. Bill gets his girl through mail. I lose mine the same way.
- Judge Wilkins: Well, don't you and Bill know where you're going.
- Sgt. Chuck Vincent: Just the Pacific. Might be China or India.
- Mrs. Edie Wilkins: Well, I think that's very inconsiderate of them, not telling you.
- Sgt. Chuck Vincent: Mrs. Wilkins, I think you've hit on the finest definition of war I've ever heard - just one inconsideration after another.
- Sgt. Chuck Vincent: Well you see, everyone wants to name the plane after his girl. So we drew for it. Bill wrote down rules, and... I wrote down rules too. But the rear gunner won it with Helen.
- Mrs. Edie Wilkins: That's a pretty name.
- Sgt. Chuck Vincent: It didn't stay Helen. After our fifth mission, he got an invitation to her wedding.
- Mrs. Edie Wilkins: Oh.
- Judge Wilkins: Did you change the name of the plane?
- Sgt. Chuck Vincent: He added one word. That's how the plane got to be called Helen Gone.
- Albert Kummer: Understand? I have a deposit on a house. A minister and a church reserved. And I have to shake hands with a man who's engaged to my fiancé?
- Ruth Wilkins, Albert Kummer: You know I'm going to wear your ring.
- Albert Kummer: Why not? You have 10 fingers. There's room enough for 10 engagement rings.
- Ruth Wilkins: Did you think I'd run off with him?
- Judge Wilkins: No, no. Not at all. It was just such big odds, I only bet $2.
- Ruth Wilkins: But you thought I'd marry him? You wanted me to.
- Judge Wilkins: I'm a judge. I never take sides.
- Judge Wilkins: I hear them. Hurry out the back way.
- Ruth Wilkins: I'll send you a wire where to send my clothes. And tell Albert there's insanity in the family.
- [Last lines]
- Harold Klobbermeyer: [Doorbell rings] Hi. Oh, excuse me. Is Miss Ruth Wilkins at home?
- Miriam Wilkins: Harold! Harold Klobbermeyer!
- Judge Wilkins: No, no!
- Mrs. Edie Wilkins: Oh, no!