Ted Henderson: What are you doing Alice?
Alice Henderson: I'm getting undressed.
Carol Sanders: Alice, relax.
Alice Henderson: Oh! Relax.
Ted Henderson: Stop it, Alice.
Alice Henderson: I am being honest! I am doing what I feel like doing.
Carol Sanders: Well, what do you feel like doing?
Alice Henderson: I feel like doing what we came up here to do.
Carol Sanders: And what is that?
Alice Henderson: Orgy! Have an orgy! Orgy! Orgy. Orgy! Orgy.
Carol Sanders: I didn't do it because you did it.
Bob Sanders: Why then? Oh, why, God Almighty.
Carol Sanders: I did it because I wanted to do it.
Bob Sanders: Why?
Carol Sanders: Because! Because I wanted to do it! I-I-I just wanted to see if I could do it.
Bob Sanders: Why in my house? Why in my bed?
Carol Sanders: Well, Bob, it just seems like a convenient thing. You were not going to be here.
Bob Sanders: He's not in my pajamas, is he?
Carol Sanders: No.
Gloria Clover Goslett: This whole place smells of beans, where can we go for some coffee?
Daisy Clover: Brazil.
Alva Starr: New Orleans is certainly not a place where a person needs to feel the pain of separation for long.
Maria: All of you! You all killed him! And my brother, and Riff. Not with bullets, or guns, with hate. Well now I can kill, too, because now I have hate.