Porthos: May one ask - delicately - the cause in which we're expected to die?
Aramis: When you go on a campaign, does the King give his reasons? He says, "Porthos, fight!" and you fight.
Porthos: Oh, I do, I do.
Aramis: Then let's go and be killed where we're told to! Is life worth so many questions?
Mose: I got scruples too, you know. You know what that is... Scruples?
Addie: No, I don't know what it is, but if you got 'em, sure bet they belong to somebody else.
Henry Gondorff: Pleased to meet you, kid. You're a real horse's ass.
Hope Springs: It's not her fault she has to wear a falsie.
Sid Fiddler: What do you mean, "a" falsie?
Hope Springs: She's got one bigger than the other.
Sid Fiddler: Is that right?
Hope Springs: No, left.
Mohamed Larbi Slimane: The revolution is like a bicycle, when it stops it falls.
Peregrine Devlin: You begin to resent an actor if you always have to give him bad notices.
Mr. Bromley: It's not enough to boggle David, actions speak louder than boggles.
Hellman: Isn't that just like a woman? She wants to be treated like a man... and then she cries.
Sally Brown: What's the matter, big brother?
Charlie Brown: Nothing. I was just checking the mailbox.
Sally Brown: What did you expect, a turkey card?
Vickie Allessio: I'm beginning to sound like a wife.