Judge Forbes: I thought you’d prefer cash. Five thousand dollars. Merely for leaving town, immediately. Kitty Lane: What are you trying to make of me–what you wish I was? Something cheap and common, something that money can buy? Well, you can’t. Nobody can! You and the nice, decent people who sent you here are the real cheap ones … trying to put a price on something there isn’t any price for. If that’s being decent, I’m glad I’m common! If that’s being rich, I’m glad I’m cheap, and I’m gonna stay cheap! Because no matter how cheap I am, I’m not for sale!