Jerry Mulligan: I never touch a guy unless I've known him at least fifteen minutes.
Jerry Mulligan: Well, uh, with a binding like you've got, people are going to want to know what's in the book.
Henri Baurel: Then you have no problems.
Adam Cook: Where'd they go?
Lise Bouvier: Maybe Paris has a way of making people forget.
Jerry Mulligan: Paris? No. Not this city. It's too real and too beautiful to ever let you forget anything.
Henri Baurel: Be happy! You only find the right woman once.
Adam Cook: That many times?
Adam Cook: I'm a concert pianist. That's a pretentious way of saying I'm... unemployed at the moment.
Henri Baurel: You only find the right one once.
Adam Cook: That many times?
Jerry Mulligan: Hey, uh, how'd you come by all these worldly possessions? A rich husband or a rich father?
Milo Roberts: Father.
Jerry Mulligan: Where is everyone?
Milo Roberts: Here.
Jerry Mulligan: Downstairs?
Milo Roberts: No, here in this room.
Jerry Mulligan: What about that extra girl?
Milo Roberts: That's me.
Lise Bouvier: Jerry, if it means anything to you, I love you.
Adam Cook: It's not a pretty face, I grant you, but underneath its flabby exterior is an enormous lack of character.
Milo Roberts: Why do you always talk about money?
Jerry Mulligan: Because I ain't got any. And when you ain't got any that takes on a curious significance.
Jerry Mulligan: That's... quite a dress you almost have on.
Milo Roberts: Thanks.
Jerry Mulligan: What holds it up?
Milo Roberts: Modesty.
