ALICE:
I'm afraid not.

HATCH:
Why, he's a head-liner. He's as well known as George Post. Coppy
Farrell? Billy Porter?

ALICE:
No. There you are. Now, you claim there is fame in this
profession, and you have named five men who are at the top of it,
and I've never heard of one of them. And I read the papers, too.

REDDY:
Well, there's OTHER ladies who have heard of us. Real ladies.
When I was doing my last bit in jail, I got a thousand letters from
ladies asking for me photograph, and offering to marry me.

ALICE:
Really? Well, that only proves that men--AS HUSBANDS--are more
desirable in jail than out.
(To HATCH)
No, it's a poor life.

HATCH:
It's a poor life you people lead with us to worry you. There's
seventy millions of you in the United States, and only a few of us,
and yet we keep you guessing all the year round. Why, we're the
last thing you think of at night when you lock the doors, we're the
first thing you think of in the morning when you feel for the
silver basket. We're just a few up against seventy millions. I