Lola Burns:
Jim, now what are you mad about?
Jim Brogan:
[about Hugo]
Listen, will you kindly tell that glorified barber to get off my set?
Lola Burns:
He's not a barber. He speaks French and Spanish and Italian.
Jim Brogan:
I don't care if he speaks Eskimo. I don't like him. Tell him to get off.
Lola Burns:
He's got royal blood in his veins.
Jim Brogan:
I don't care if he's got a royal flush in his kidneys. Tell him to scram! I can't stand him, I tell you. Tell him to get off!
Lola Burns:
You can't talk that way about Hugo.
Jim Brogan:
Yeah? They told me you'd fallen for that gigolo, but I didn't believe it.
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