Danielle Foussard: I heard some talk in the kitchen. They say, "What a pity if they must kill The Cat!"
Frances Stevens: Are you sure you were talking about water skis? From where I sat it looked as though you were conjugating some irregular verbs.
Frances Stevens: Mother, the book you're reading is upside down.
Jessie Stevens: I know you ought to be spanked with a hairbrush and sent back to school - public school - where they could pound some sense into you during recess.
H. H. Hughson: You are a man of obvious good taste in everything. Why did you.
John Robie: Why did I take up stealing? To live better, to own things I couldn't afford, to acquire this good taste that you now enjoy and which I should be very reluctant to give up.
H. H. Hughson: Then you are frankly dishonest.
John Robie: I try to be.
Frances Stevens: You're leaving fingerprints on my arm.
John Robie: Danielle, you are just a girl. She is a woman.
Danielle Foussard: Why buy an old car if you can get a new one cheaper? It will run better and last longer.
Frances Stevens: I bet you told her all your trees are sequoias.
John Robie: For what it's worth, I never stole from anybody who would go hungry.
Jessie Stevens: Sorry I ever sent her to finishing school. I think they finished her there.
John Robie: You don't have to spend every day of your life proving your honesty, but I do.