Gilda: I can never get a zipper to close. Maybe that stands for something, what do you think?
Johnny Farrell: Pardon me, but your husband is showing.
Gilda: If you're worried about Johnny Farrell, don't be. I hate him.
Ballin Mundson: And he hates you. That's very apparent. But hate can be a very exciting emotion. Very exciting. Haven't you noticed that?
Gilda: You make it s.
Ballin Mundson: There is a heat in it, that one can feel. Didn't you feel it tonight?
Gilda: No.
Ballin Mundson: I did. It warmed me. Hate is the only thing that has ever warmed me.
Johnny Farrell: Doesn't it bother you at all that you're married?
Gilda: What I want to know is, does it bother you?
Gilda: You're cock-eyed, Johnny! All cock-eyed.
Gilda: They said that being married to Johnny Farrell was very like driving a car with no brakes.
Gilda: Would it interest you to know how much I hate you, Johnny?
Johnny Farrell: Very much.
Gilda: I hate you so much that I would destroy myself to take you down with me.
Obregon: You two kids love each other pretty terribly, don't you?
Johnny Farrell: I hate her.
Obregon: That's what I mean. It's the most curious love-hate pattern I've ever had the privilege of witnessing.
Gilda: If I'd been a ranch, they would've named me "The Bar Nothing."
Johnny Farrell: You're a lucky man.
Ballin Mundson: I make my own luck.