"What do I do with him in the morning? (signed) Eve."
Thornhill: How
did a girl like you ever get to be a girl like you?
Eve: Lucky, I
guess.
Thornhill:
Not lucky--wicked . . . naughty . . . up to no good.
. . . Ever kill anyone? Bet you could
tease a man to death without even trying. So stop trying, hm?
Eve:This is silly.
Thornhill:I know. But I'm sentimental.