Jerry Mulligan: I never touch a guy unless I've known him at least fifteen minutes.
Jerry Mulligan: Where is everyone?
Milo Roberts: Here.
Jerry Mulligan: Downstairs?
Milo Roberts: No, here in this room.
Jerry Mulligan: What about that extra girl?
Milo Roberts: That's me.
Milo Roberts: Why do you always talk about money?
Jerry Mulligan: Because I ain't got any. And when you ain't got any that takes on a curious significance.
Jerry Mulligan: That's... quite a dress you almost have on.
Milo Roberts: Thanks.
Jerry Mulligan: What holds it up?
Milo Roberts: Modesty.
Jerry Mulligan: Well, uh, with a binding like you've got, people are going to want to know what's in the book.
Lise Bouvier: Maybe Paris has a way of making people forget.
Jerry Mulligan: Paris? No. Not this city. It's too real and too beautiful to ever let you forget anything.
Jerry Mulligan: Hey, uh, how'd you come by all these worldly possessions? A rich husband or a rich father?
Milo Roberts: Father.
Mr. Lundie: Two hundred years ago, the highlands of Scotland were plagued with witches, wicked sorcerers that were taking the Scottish people away from the teachings of God and putting the Devil into their souls. They were indeed horrible destructive women. I dinna suppose you have such women in your country?
Tommy Albright: Witches?
Jeff Douglas: Oh we have 'em. We pronounce it differently.
E. K. Hornbeck: Cynical? That's my fascination. I'm both poles and the equator with no temperate zone in between.
E. K. Hornbeck: I do hateful things for which people love me, and I do loveable things for which they hate me. I'm admired for my detestability. Now don't worry, little Eva. I may be rancid butter, but I'm on your side of the bread.
Henry Drummond: Ever been in love Hornbeck?
E. K. Hornbeck: Only with the sound of my own words, thank God.
E. K. Hornbeck: Which is hungrier my stomach or my soul? Hotdog.
E. K. Hornbeck: We're growing a strange crop of agnostics this year.
Townswoman: You're the stranger, ain'tcha? Are you looking for a nice, clean place to stay?
E. K. Hornbeck: Madam, I had a nice clean place to stay... and I left it, to come here.
E. K. Hornbeck: There's only one man in the whole town who thinks, and he's in jail.
Henry Drummond: That's why I'm here.
E. K. Hornbeck: Mr. Brady, it is the duty of a newspaper to comfort the afflicted and afflict the comfortable.
The Giant: Fe, fi, fo, fum.
Jeremy Keen, Proprietor: For a great, big giant you're really dumb.
Jeremy Keen, Proprietor: We must rescue her.
Jack: But how? He took the key with him.
Jeremy Keen, Proprietor: Well, it's an old saying: love laughs at locksmiths.
Jack: I don't get the joke.
Jeremy Keen, Proprietor: You will when you grow up.
Gabey: Gesundheit.
Lucy Schmeeler: That's the nicest thing anybody ever said to me.
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