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Breakfast at Tiffany’s 65: Them two been living with some mean, no-count people a hundred miles east of Tulip.at no-account, adj.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 65: Them two been living with some mean, no-count people a hundred miles east of Tulip. ‘A Christmas Memory’ in Breakfast at Tiffany’s 152: We can’t afford the made-in-Japan splendours at the five-and-dime.at five and dime, n.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 12: It is her. Sure as I’m a man fit to wear britches.at sure as you’re a foot high under sure as..., phr.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 93: All the badges want from me is a couple of free grabs and my services as a state’s witness against Sally.at badge, n.1
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 36: He’s written barrels of the most marvellous stories.at barrel, n.1
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 21: I mean he’s sweet when he isn’t drunk, but let him start lapping up the vino, and oh God quel beast!at beast, n.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 87: Are you starkers?at stark staring bonkers, adj.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 75: She spent whole hausfrau afternoons slopping about in the sweatbox of her midget kitchen.at sweat-box, n.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 85: Get them cotton-pickin’ hands off of me, you dreary, drivelling old bull-dyke.at bull-dyke, n.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 90: It’s him to a T. Buttoned up and constipated.at buttoned up, adj.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 38: Holly [...] caught me reading: Miss Holly Golightly, of the Boston Golightlys, making every day a holiday for the 24-carat Rusty Trawler.at twenty-four carat, adj.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 89: Christ, I nearly cooled.at cool, v.3
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 76: What could be prettier than a quite coony baby with bright green beautiful eyes.at coon, adj.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 14: Dead. Or in a crazy house. Or married.at crazy house (n.) under crazy, n.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 34: We modelled her along the Margaret Sullivan type, but she could pitch some curves of her own.at curve, n.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 25: Of course I like dykes themselves. They don’t scare me a bit. But stories about dykes bore the bejesus out of me.at dyke, n.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 98: ‘I said f-- off!’ she shouted.at fuck off!, excl.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 91: But oh gee, golly goddamn [...] I did love him. The rat.at golly!, excl.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 75: But, after all, he knows I’m preggers. Well, I am, darling. Six weeks gone.at gone, adj.2
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 26: What’s gruesome about Thursday?at gruesome, adj.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 77: A person ought to be able to marry men or women or – listen, if you came to me and said you wanted to hitch up with Man o’ War, I’d respect your feeling.at hitch (up), v.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 90: Don’t be hoggy: read it aloud.at hoggish, adj.
‘House Of Flowers’ Breakfast at Tiffany’s 154: Well, I can’t sleep a hoot.at hoot, n.2
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 87: I always knew she was a hop-hop-head.at hophead, n.1
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 91: Touching? That square-ball jazz!at jazz, n.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 76: I’ve always thrown out such a jazzy line.at jazzy, adj.1
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 31: ‘Kid’s in the shower,’ he said.at kid, n.1
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 58: I let him play kneesie under the table.at kneesies, n.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 81: Trees, a lake with little-boy sailboats, statues went by licketysplit.at lickety-split, adv.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 35: You’re such a slob. You always nigger-lip.at niggerlip (v.) under nigger, n.1
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