Nickie Ferrante: I'll just take my ego for a walk.
Terry McKay: And all I could say was, "hello."
Terry McKay: I'm not prudish or anything but my mother warned me not enter a man's room first in any month ending in R.
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.
Kenneth Bradley: I really hope you've found happiness, and if you're ever in need of anything, like someone to love you, don't hesitate to call me.
Robert Q. Lewis - Announcer: Say, here's good news for you bachelors. Competition for pretty girls will definitely be easier now that Nickie Ferrante, the "big dame hunter", is going out of circulation. Yes, it will be wedding bells for him at long last. Mr. Ferrante is sailing today from Europe, and Miss Lois Clark will be waiting for him at the gangplank in New York. Lois and her lovely 600 million bucks, what a deal. Not only all that lettuce but a beautiful tomato too. Wow.
Nickie: There must be something between us, even if it's only an ocean.