- Mrs. Hardy: [runs up to Ollie] Oh Oliver darling, this is terrible.
- Ollie: Oh, don't cry over me, dear. I'm not hurt.
- Mrs. Hardy: I'm not crying over you. The man came and took the radio away.
- [sobs]
- Mrs. Hardy: What are you looking for?
- Ollie: [oblivious to the fact that he's wearing it] Where is my hat?
- Mrs. Hardy: [sarcastically] Well, why don't you look for it?
- Ollie: Why don't I look for it? I've looked everywhere!
- Mrs. Hardy: Everywhere?
- Ollie: Yes, everywhere that I've had my feet.
- Ollie: [rings bell] Yoo-hoo. TILLIE! Have you seen my hat?
- Tillie the Maid: Why... why...
- Ollie: Don't stand there stuttering. Have you seen my hat?
- Mrs. Hardy: Of course she's seen your hat.
- [to Tillie]
- Mrs. Hardy: You may go.
- [Tillie laughs at Ollie, because he's so upset about not being able to find something that's sitting right on his head, and leaves]
- Ollie: There you are. How do you expect me to uphold the dignity in my home when you belittle me in front of the servants?
- Ollie: That's the trouble with you wives. You're always hidings things so that we husbands can't find them. Why I can't even find the telephone in this house!
- Mrs. Hardy: Listen. I think you'd better let that radio go.
- Ollie: I should say not. I'll get that thing working if it's the last thing I do!