Ella Fitzgerald credited as playing...
Flora
- Judge Bruce Mallory Sullivan: I was just thinking of the beauty and charm of life here on West Madison.
- Wart: Yeah, you'll get used to it Judge, when you've been here as long as we have.
- Judge Bruce Mallory Sullivan: Some place to bring up a boy. Deadbeats hanging round every corner. Hopheads, begging, borrowing, stealing to buy a few cc's of delirium.
- Fran: Come on, Judge, don't do that.
- Judge Bruce Mallory Sullivan: Nick won't have a chance. By the time he's twelve he'll have the soul of toadstool. Somebody has to tell her. Nellie needs help, if Nick's gonna make it.
- Fran: Well, I will, I'll help.
- Judge Bruce Mallory Sullivan: Why don't you all? I, I mean, why don't we...
- Flora: What have we got to give a boy? Just our own miseries.
- Judge Bruce Mallory Sullivan: Who knows more about miseries, Flora? Who knows more about life than you or Wart or me?
- Wart: Yeah but what kind of a life?
- Judge Bruce Mallory Sullivan: The kind of life we don't want Nick to have.
- Goodbye George: Judge, you mean you want us all to, er, kind of adopt Nick?
- Max: You know, he's right.
- Wart: Maybe you got something.
- Nellie Romano: Hey, are you all serious?
- Judge Bruce Mallory Sullivan: Who else is there to help you, Nellie?
- Wart: Are you for it, Nellie?
- Nellie Romano: Yes, I am for it.
- Judge Bruce Mallory Sullivan: A toast! A toast to the future of Nick Romano!
- Flora: [singing] Dream a while, Scheme a while, We're sure to find, Happiness, and I guess, All those things you've always pined for, Gee I'd like to see you looking swell, baby...
- Flora: I need a fix. I don't want to ask you but I can't help it. I need it. I can't sing. I can't - I can't do anything without it. I get paid tomorrow. I'll pay you. I'll pay you. They want me to be a pusher. But, I can't do that. I can't do it that way.
- Flora: [singing in a bar] So drink up all you people, Order anything you see, Have fun you happy people, The laugh's and the joke's on me...
- Judge Bruce Mallory Sullivan: [sitting at a table with Fran] Flora sounds like the whole world's weeping.
- Fran: Yeah. She's had a fix.
- Flora: [singing] No matter how many times it seems, That dreams are not for you, Reach for tomorrow, And make them all come true...
