[Susan is pretending to be a mobster]
David Huxley: Constable, she's making all this up out of motion pictures she's seen!
Susan Vance: Oh, I suppose I saw you with that red-headed skirt in a motion picture ?
Constable Slocum: There you are doc - another woman.
Susan Vance: Sure, I wouldn't be squealing if he hadn't give me the run-around with that other twist.
Constable Slocum: Oh, so he's a lady killer.
Susan Vance: A lady killer? Why he's a regular Don Swan. Loves the ladies, don't ya, honey? He bops them over, one, two, three - boom - just like that.
[Pretends to open a cork and toss it away]
Susan Vance: He's a wolf.
David Huxley: [Claps his head] Oh, so now I'm a wolf!
[Collapses on a cot]