Man About Town (1939)

Jack Benny: Bob Temple

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• Bob Temple : Use a little imagination, Rochester. What would you order if you wanted to make an impression?

  Rochester : How about fish and chips and a couple of bottles of gin?

• Bob Temple : Rochester, you never ask a titled lady for her phone number. We just had lunch.

  Rochester : Man, that's like readin' one page and throwin' away the book.

• Ted Nash : Bob, you're shaking like a leaf.

  Bob Temple : Shaking like a leaf! What's a leaf got to shake about?

• Hotel Doorman : It's about a mile, sir, straight ahead.

  Bob Temple : Oh, then all I have to do is follow my nose - if I can find it.

• Sir John Arlington : Am I making you nervous?

  Bob Temple : Oh, no, no, no. I'm just trying to get the cup off of the saucer, you know.

• Diana Wilson : Oh, but we'd never make a go of it. I'm silly and romantic, and you're so solid and respectable.

  Bob Temple : Oh, but uh, Diana, I don't have to be so respectable.

  Diana Wilson : Bob, you couldn't be anything else but.

• Bob Temple : Why, they told me inside that the fog had lifted.

  Hotel Doorman : Only up to the ankles, sir

  Bob Temple : Oh

• Bob Temple : Rochester, you're now looking at a broken down Romeo, as of last night.

• Bob Temple : Get my hat and coat. And it's the last time I sign a butler to a seven-year contract.

• Bob Temple : I'll show her I can be just as big a cad as anybody else.

• Bob Temple : [to Lady Arington]  You see, I'm solid and respectable, and you're probably hungry.

• Diana Wilson : I've got half a notion to kiss you

  Bob Temple : [as he puckers his lips]  Well, I've got the other half.

• Bob Temple : Rochester, who told you to order all of this:

  Rochester : You did, boss.

  Bob Temple : Since when are you taking orders from me?

• Bob Temple : I'm afraid you don't know much about women, Rochester.

  Rochester : Well, I only know the difference between 'I can go for you' and 'How are you?'

• Bob Temple : Pardon me which way is the railroad station:

  English Bobby in Fog : Straight ahead, sir, about three miles.

  Bob Temple : Three miles? How'd they ever move it in this fog?