Lewis Bartholomew: I was wrong about you, Mrs. Lambert. Meeting the widow of a man like Lake, well, I was expecting a siren, a harpy, a shrew. But you, you have decency, dignity, what my father called gumption.
Regina Lambert: I'm very touched. You are actually quite sweet for a stars and bars company man, aren't you?
Lewis Bartholomew: You've discovered my secret side Mrs. Lambert. Keep it under your hat. Boo.
Lewis Bartholomew: I want to make it perfectly clear that even if we wanted to, which we don't, we couldn't force you to do it. Your decision must be entirely your own, Mrs. Lake.
Regina Lambert: What decision?
Lewis Bartholomew: To work with us.
Regina Lambert: If you think I'm getting mixed up in this, you're absolutely bonkers.
Lewis Bartholomew: We want that money back, Mrs. Lambert.
Regina Lambert: I don't have it.
Lewis Bartholomew: Oh yes, you do. You have it. You just don't know you've got it.
Regina Lambert: You're a good listener.
Joshua Peters: No. You're a good talker.
Joshua Peters: Can I ask you something real quick and make it like ripping off a band-aid, okay?
Regina Lambert: Ow. Go ahead.
Joshua Peters: Is there a Mr. Regina?
Regina Lambert: Not for long.
Regina Lambert: Have you ever been in love in Paris, Joshua?
Joshua Peters: Uh, I can't say I've had that pleasure, Reggie.
Regina Lambert: Well, you're still young. Maybe you still have a chance.
Joshua Peters: That would be nice.
Joshua Peters: Excuse me, does this belong to you?
Sylvia: Now what's he gone and done?
Joshua Peters: Well, he was creating a fairly sophisticated surveillance system behind the ladies' cabana.
