Sugar Mama

It's a full moon. You know what that means. Every creep in this city will be out tonight.

Well, be sure to wear a jacket, Louie, it's getting chilly.

You think you're a real Jan Murray, don't you, Rieger?

Shea stadium, please. / There's no game tonight.

I didn't ask for the schedule, thank you.

Old Ebbets field looked good even in the dark. / Lady, I didn't build the place, I just... / Well, never mind, never mind.

I know a place at the end of one the runways where the big ones come down so close the lights shine right in the window and you can hear them lower their landing gear

Hey, full moon...

That's the closest one yet, Alex. / Yeah, I think he left some rubber on the roof.

Do you do this often? / Oop! That was a question, I'm sorry.

You should have used the express line.

Got you that time, huh?

Everything is on our way.

On a Woolworth's pension?

There's a moral in there somewhere.

Congratulations, Alex, you set a new record. / Well, thank you. I couldn't have done it without you.

Well, thank you. I couldn't have done it without you.

You see, it's like this: I don't give a rat's corpse whether you get a clean cab or not.

Oh... okay. Thanks for explaining it to me. / I enjoyed it.

Oh, yeah, and one guy who thought I was the most beautiful woman in the world.

For 26 bucks I'd drive around and sing 'You Light Up My Life.'

I know. I'm eating. / So you are. / No... I mean, I'm eating.

I hope I am, because the only thing I can think about is the fact that my hair is growing all the time.

I'd kill for a Twinkie.

Alex, who am I spilling my guts out to?

Whoever brought her in, get her out.

I bet you're Louie. Am I right? / Sell it someplace else, sister. / I am right.

Old age is a funny thing. I woke up this morning, found myself wanting blue hair.

Well, don't rush into anything, Dee.

Pretty slick, huh?

Well... I miss George's crapola.

being poor was best left to people with no money.

Oh, now, Dee I am not going to take $100 from you. Now, look right at me. I'm not taking $100 from you. / Oh, please don't say no. Makes me feel patronized. / Okay. You win, I lose. So why don't I feel worse?

Well, maybe money doesn't mean that much to me. What's important to me is what I can buy with my money: Nice food, nice clothes, nice people.

You know, Alex, when I first got this job, everyone told me that the best fares were in the upper 80s. I thought they were talking about streets.

Customer... she's the mother lode.

Did Mommy Warbucks raise your allowance?

That broad is older than the continental shelf!

Her age would make a good bowling score!

Oh, Alex, be a dear and take the kitty out for a wee-wee.

That's hot coffee!

Well, Happy Birthday, early or late, however you want to call it.

My God, I know everybody here.

Are you kidding? / Oh, dear. I mean... I mean the one with the white carnation in his lapel.

You may not see any smoke, but I happen to know there's a fire in that furnace.

I'll just be over here holding up the wall.

That's the only thing foxy about her.

Yeah. I wonder when the government will get around to socialized Maserati tune-ups?

Call me, uh, Tandalayo.

You mean you're dating grandma for nothing?

Thanks. I like your ribs.

Uh, no, I won the Rhumba contest. I was carrying you.

Wouldn't be the same without the money.

Well, next time you go into a restaurant you tell the Maitre d' if he gives you a good table, you'll be his buddy.

I know people gave their whole lives to their children. Those children don't even come to see them. If I had any kids, you can bet your buttons I would put them on my payroll, and they'd come to see me.

Especially on payday.

Why do I sound like Joan Crawford?

Aw, don't stop, it was just starting to be fun.

Horse manure, you love me.

I just hope my stomach can take those dumps you can afford.