Darcy: Max, please, what is the matter with you lately? I was kidding.
Max Fielder: Look at my face. I can't go to dinner like this. Look.
Darcy: Your face looks fine.
Max Fielder: I'm not going. I'm staying up here.
Darcy: Max. Max, you promised me that you would try to relax and be close to me this weekend.
Max Fielder: You were only kidding?
Empress Nympho: Bob?
Bob: Yes, Your Highness?
Empress Nympho: Oh, Bob, do I have any openings that this man might fit?
Crowd: Whooooaaaaaaa.
Bob: Well, we could use another wine steward.
Josephus: I got a great corkscrew.
Crowd: Whoooaaaaaaa.
Josephus: Damn, this a hip crowd.
Big Mama: Oh boy, these old wings ain't what they used to be. Big Mama, you better lose a few pounds.
Dewey Wilson: They kill to protect family?
Old Indian: In the end, it's all for the hunting ground.
Tyrian: If he's ready to lay a dragon in its grave, he's nothing to fear from me.
Janet Majors: I need some young blood, I need some young blood. I need it now.
Dr. John McCabe: So, what did you do in the Big Apple?
Liza Merrill: Just about everything a girl could do without losing her good English breeding and reputation. Modeling, dancing, secretary... I almost became an unsuccessful fashion designer.
General Harlan Bache: Was I scared! I must have lost fifty pounds, all of it brown.
Bob Boyle: Ann? Mommy says you're not dead. Is that true?
Virginia Wainwright: God, you've got a lot of nerve.
Etienne Vercures: That's not all I've got. Want to see?