- Ginny Carr: The last time I remember seeing you, you were yodeling on the Matterhorn in short leather pans.
- Sailor Duval: I cut them up for moccasins - the yodelers leather pants. I made eight pair of shoes from them.
- Slate Shannon: Ginny, this is my shoemaker. Sailor, this is Ginny Carr. We were talking about the fun we had in the Swiss Alps.
- Sailor Duval: Do you pull sleds, too, Ginny?
- Slate Shannon: Sailor, will you go revel, hmm? We've got things to talk about.
- [Sailor is jealous of the attention Slate is showing his old flame, Ginny Carr]
- Sailor Duval: [to Slate] Put on your mask - your face is showing.
- Ginny Carr: [to Tom about Slate] He loves me - that's the simplest kind of patsy there is.
- [Slate has been framed for murder]
- Slate Shannon: Sailor, I want you to wait for me and we'll meet later at the Bold Venture. We'll go for a sail.
- Sailor Duval: A long sail?
- Slate Shannon: Well, that depends on how stormy it gets.