The Women (1939)

Oh, here's this new in summer rain. That's the kind Mary Haynes is so keen about. Oh, yes, that's it. A friend of ours. Mrs. Stephen Haynes. Simply dotes on this. Really? Her husband picked it out for her. Perhaps you sold it to him. Stephen Haynes, the engineer. Oh, I'm afraid I don't remember. You see, we have so many men come in here. Awfully good looking. Tall, fair, distinguished. I'm sure you wouldn't overlook him. I'm sorry, but when one's mind is on one's own business. Of course, of course. And as you say, you have so many men. Oh, I wouldn't think that one suggested your personality at all. It's called umph. How amusing. Oh, what's that? Closing time. A bum's rush in melody, dear. Good night, Pat. Good night, Crystal. I'm afraid we're keeping you. Oh, that's quite all right. Well, I'll take this. Charge it and send. Here's my name and address. Twenty-five cents. My, you are getting off economically, aren't you? Aren't I? It'll be out tomorrow, Mrs. Prowler. Fowler. Oh, I'm so sorry. Mrs. Fowler. Pertinent little upstart. If she thinks I'm going to let her get away with that, she's got another face. Oh, come on. You weren't exactly any little Pollyanna yourself. It's no wonder she called out. Oh, Prowler, really. She's laughing at us. I know I can see from here. Well, I believe she is. She called me that deliberately. I'll have her fired. I'll go straight to the management this minute. And I'll go with you. Oh, my goodness.