JUDGE: Are you trying to show contempt for this court? MAE WEST: I was doin' my best to hide it.
He's the kind of man a woman would have to marry to get rid of.
Cultivate your curves - they may be dangerous but they won't be avoided.
Men are like linoleum floors. Lay 'em right and you can walk all over them for years.
Tira begins to sing "I'm No Angel" to him as the screen fades: Baby, I can warm you with this love of mine. I'm No Angel. Aw, let me feel my fingers running through your hair, I can give you kisses. . . .
Pour him out of here!