Adm. Bridie: Would you have a glass of sherry - with an old man?
Lt. Hosgood (Bridie's secretary): No, sir. But, I would very much like to have one with you, sir.
Morgan: They pushed us too far! They didn't think we'd fight, no matter what they did.
Julian Osborne: And they were wrong. We fought. We expunged them. And we didn't do such a bad job on ourselves.
Peter: Moira's not a bad notion, point of fact.
Moira Davidson: Dwight... even if you don't like me, would you please hold on to me just for a moment longer?
Mary: We would have to get someone for him, wouldn't we? What about Moira?
Peter: Well, why not, if she's sober this weekend.
Mary: Julian said she's given it up.
Peter: Oh, no, darling, you didn't listen. Julian said she'd given up gin - for brandy. She says she can drink more brandy.
Elderly Woman at Holmes Party: My second husband was an American. We traveled all over the world - and everywhere we went he say to people, "I am an American. I am an American." They finally shot him in one of those eastern countries.
Julian Osborne: The war started when people accepted the idiotic principle that peace could be maintained by arranging to defend themselves with weapons they couldn't possibly use without committing suicide.
Peter: Have you ever been to San Francisco?
Julian Osborne: Yes, I have. A week on the way down. I met a lovely girl. Longest, loveliest legs I've ever seen. Full of martinis - both of them. The legs, I mean.
Moira Davidson: All I want to know is: if everybody was so smart, why didn't they know what would happen?
Dwight Towers: They did.
Moira Davidson: Well, I - I can't take it. I - oh, yes, I can take it! But, it's unfair. It's unfair because I didn't do anything. And nobody I know did anything.
Submarine Officer: Who do you think started it - the war?
Julian Osborne: Albert Einstein.
Moira Davidson: You're looking for me.
Moira Davidson: Am I?
Dwight Towers: I'm Moira Davidson. M-O-I-R-A. It was a very fashionable name when... my mother was young and impressionable. I'm a throwback.
Moira Davidson: I wouldn't really mind... if you could forget entirely who I am... I don't like myself very much anyway.
Mary: Was he married, do you know?
Peter: Two kids.
Mary: And there gone.
Peter: Yes, they were in America.
Peter: You remember when we first met? It was on the beach. I thought you were everything I'd always wanted.
Mary: I thought you were so underfed.
Julian Osborne: In the end, somehow granted the time for examination, we shall find that our so called civilization was gloriously destroyed by a handful of vacuum tubes and transistors. Probably faulty.
Moira Davidson: There isn't time. No time to love... nothing to remember... nothing worth remembering.
Mary: Now, it's all over, isn't it?
Peter: It's all over.
Julian Osborne: Who would ever have believed that human beings would be stupid enough to blow themselves off the face of the Earth?
Julian Osborne: I shouldn't drink, you know. I inevitably say something brilliant.
