- Jane Thomas: Listen, you wisecracking, bad-mouthing glamour girl. I've had all your kind of friend that I can use. Why, I wouldn't breathe the same air with you and your pedigree polo shirts for another five minutes.
- Jane Thomas: Remember that college boy I was dancing with?
- Mavis - Jane's Roommate: The barefoot Romeo?
- Jane Thomas: Would it interest you to know that that's Philip Griswold?
- Mavis - Jane's Roommate: Philip Griswold. Philip Griswold?
- Jane Thomas: He's invited me down to Kingsford to a prom next weekend.
- Mavis - Jane's Roommate: Honey, why don't you just find a nice, safe buzz saw to stick your head in?
- Jane Thomas: Oh, he's a gentleman. The real McCoy! Oh, gosh. He didn't even make a pass at me in the taxi.
- Mavis - Jane's Roommate: That's just a new technique, so you have to lead them by the hand before they have you scaling the wallpaper.
- Ann: Mother... mother, look. This just came this morning.
- Mrs. Van Reichton: [Ann's hair is up in curlers] What have you done to your hair? You look like a peeled onion!
- Ann: But mother, an invitation down to Kingsford - house parties - from Greg Smith!
- Mrs. Van Reichton: And who is Greg Smith?
- Ann: Oh, he's really very nice.
- Mrs. Van Reichton: Hand me the Social Register.
- Ann: [retrieving a book from the shelf] Oh, mother, he may not be in here. See, his family lives in Pittsburgh.
- Mrs. Van Reichton: There's a certain civilization - - even in Pittsburgh.