Nickie Ferrante: I'll just take my ego for a walk.
Terry McKay: We were talking about the place where I was born.
Nickie Ferrante: I can hardly wait for you to grow up.
Terry McKay: What makes life so difficult?
Nickie Ferrante: People?
Nickie Ferrante: But you have such an honest face.
Terry McKay: I have?
Nickie Ferrante: I can trust you can't I?
Terry McKay: Yes, I suppose so.
Nickie Ferrante: Good, come with me.
Terry McKay: Yes, but the Captain has an honest face too! Why can't you tell him your troubles?
Interviewer: I'm sure you had some wonderful experiences in Europe.
Nickie Ferrante: Yes.
Interviewer: Would you care to expand on that statement?
Nickie Ferrante: No.
Robert Q. Lewis - Announcer: Now then, one thing - watch the camera. When the red light is on, you're on.
Nickie Ferrante: Yeah? Well, it's on.
Aunt Martha: For a gallon of elderberry wine, I take one teaspoon full of arsenic, then add half a teaspoon full of strychnine, and then just a pinch of cyanide.
Mortimer Brewster: Hmm. Should have quite a kick.
Cab Driver: Hey, you! Five more bucks and you'll own it.
Mortimer Brewster: Oh, no thanks! It wouldn't fit me.
Mortimer Brewster: You didn't want the reverend to see the body?
Aunt Abby: Well, not at tea. That wouldn't have been very nice.
Mortimer Brewster: Mr. President, may I have the pleasure of presenting.
Teddy Brewster: Doctor Livingston?
Dr. Gilchrist: Livingstone?
Mortimer Brewster: Uh, well, that's what he presumes.
Mortimer Brewster: Now look, darling, how did he die?
Abby Brewster: Oh, Mortimer, don't be so inquisitive. The gentleman died because he drank some wine with poison in it.
Mortimer Brewster: Well, how did the poison get in the wine?
Martha Brewster: Well, we put in wine because it's less noticeable. When it's in tea it has a distinct odor.
Mortimer Brewster: When I come back, I expect to find you gone. Wait for me.
Mortimer Brewster: All I did was cross the bridge and I was in Brooklyn. Amazing.
Elaine Harper: But Mortimer, you're going to love me for my mind, too.
Mortimer Brewster: One thing at a time.
Mortimer Brewster: Even the cat's in on it.
Mortimer Brewster: What is this? Did everybody in Brooklyn know I was going to get married except me?
Martha Brewster: We knew you'd find out about it in time.
Mortimer Brewster: Look, you can't do things like that! Now, I don't know how I can explain this to you. But, it's not only against the law, its wrong.
Martha Brewster: Oh, piffle.
Mortimer Brewster: It's not a nice thing to do. People wouldn't understand. He wouldn't understand. What I mean is... Well... This is developing into a very bad habit.
Mortimer Brewster: But there's a body in the window seat.
Aunt Abby: Yes, dear, we know.
Mortimer Brewster: You know?
Martha Brewster: Of course.
Aunt Abby: Yes, but it has nothing to do with Teddy. Now, Mortimer, you just forget about it. Forget you ever saw the gentleman.
Mortimer Brewster: Forget?
Aunt Abby: We never dreamed you'd peek.
Mortimer Brewster: What the...?
Jerry Warriner: I wish Lucy would go out and get some fun for herself now and again. It would do her good. That's the trouble with most marriages today. People are always imagining things. The road to Reno is paved with suspicions. And the first thing you know, they all end up in a divorce court.
Jerry Warriner: What do we drink to?
Lucy Warriner: Well, let's drink to our future. Here's hoping you and Barbara will be very happy, which I doubt very much.
Jerry Warriner: No, let's drink to your happiness with Buffalo Bill, which doesn't even make sense.
