- Goldie Locke: What's gettin' married got to do with the income tax?
- Tom Lawrence: Well, uh, a married man gets a larger personal exemption.
- Goldie Locke: No kiddin'. Hey, that ain't a bad deal. You know, that way you pay less tax and you get home-cookin' besides.
- Tom Lawrence: Many brave men have tried marriage, and, uh, survived.
- Goldie Locke: Okay, you talked me into it.
- Tom Lawrence: You're not serious!
- Goldie Locke: Hmph? Oh, sure, sure I am, ain't it about time I owned a wife?
- Tom Lawrence: You mean, you'd get married just to cut down your income tax?
- Goldie Locke: Oh, that ain't all wives can do... I could write a letter to the Lonely Hearts Club.
- Tom Lawrence: They're not that lonely.
- Goldie Locke: [presenting his case to the hotel maid that he'd make a good husband while she vacuums the hall] I'm kind to dumb animals... I treat women like they was almost my equal - I'm a one-woman man. Easy-goin', steady-goin'. Whaddya say, sister, whaddya say?
- Hotel Maid: [stops vacuuming] Well, you're very kind, but you know, I've been married three times.
- Goldie Locke: Three times.
- Hotel Maid: Three husbands, and they all died.
- Goldie Locke: All died.
- Hotel Maid: Buried all three of 'em.
- Goldie Locke: All three.
- Hotel Maid: I remember the funeral of the last one, lookin' down his coffin to say my last goodbye to him... he looked better then than you do right now.
- [continues vacuuming]
- Goldie Locke: [all flustered] Whyy, you husband-burier!
- Goldie Locke: Annie, you're gonna make some guy a very swell wife when you grow up.
- Annie Marshall: [sighs] I know it Goldilocks. But when I marry Mr. Lawrence he's gotta stop running after other girls.
- Annie Marshall: Goldie Locks? So you're the one who ate up all the porridge!
- Goldie Locke: I didn't do it - I was framed!