Lt. Cmdr Matt T. Serman: Sir, Sea Tiger was built to fight. She deserves a better epitaph than 'Commissioned 1940, sunk 1941, engagements none, shots fired none.' Now, you can't let it go that way. That's like a beautiful woman dying an old maid, if you know what I mean by old maid.
Capt. J.B. Henderson: Did you ever sell used cars?
Lt. Cmdr. Matt T.Sherman: No, Sir.
Capt. J.B. Henderson: I've got a hunch you missed your calling.
Sugar: Story of my life. I always get the fuzzy end of the lollipop.
Jan: Mr. Allen, this may come as a surprise to you, but there are some men who don't end every sentence with a proposition.
Sister: It's Matron's round.
Percy Hickson: Mine's a pint.
Stanley Windrush: Wherever you look, it's a case of "Blow you, Jack, I'm all right."
Wilson Daniels: I'd rather not know how you get your gossip. Uh, what else do you know about them?
Sidney 'Pop' Larkin: A gentleman always feels better after a little outing.