- Debutante in Ladies' Room: [walking through ladies room holding a mirror] I'm looking more and more like last year's model.
- Larry Blake: What do we do when we get to the top?
- Karin Borg: We come down.
- Larry Blake: That seems pointless. You go up, you come down. Where does it get ya?
- Larry Blake: How about a drink?
- Karin Borg: Thank you. I don't drink.
- Larry Blake: Never?
- Karin Borg: Never.
- Larry Blake: How do you keep warm? It's very stimulating.
- Karin Borg: I get my stimulation from the outdoors.
- Larry Blake: The moment I saw you, I knew I wanted special instructions.
- Karin Blake: The moment I saw you, I knew I wanted to give them to you.
- Larry Blake: How's New York? How's the magazine? How's the universe? I can tell you. It's *vibrating* with happiness. Karin, can you hear it vibrating?
- Karin Blake: I can hear it distinctly.
- Miss Ruth Ellis, Larry's Secretary: We thought you were lost forever.
- Larry Blake: I am.
- Karin Blake: Sweet.
- Karin Blake: Don't you remember in the motel? Where we spent the night?
- Larry Blake: Did we spend the night in a motel?
- Karin Blake: We certainly did.
- Larry Blake: [slyly smiles] Oh, that's right, we did. Darling.
- Larry Blake: It's a half-truth.
- Karin Blake: I don't like half-truths.
- Larry Blake: Look, my dearest, my wonderful, all life's a half-truth! A compromise.
- Karin Blake: Not my life.
- Karin Blake: I can't imagine anything better than this. It seems to me this country, around here, has everything. Even pineapples! Look. The tropics in the snow.
- O.O. Miller: I hate raw fruit.
- Karin Blake: I see that there are two of you.
- Larry Blake: Don't talk riddles!
- Karin Blake: There's the poetic young man who wants to live a simple life and Napoleon. I prefer the poetic young man.
- Katherine Borg: Mr. Miller? It is, Mr. Miller, isn't it?
- O.O. Miller: Yes. I'm your father's husband. I mean, his wife is my father's wife. I mean, I'm your sister. Oh, Miss Ellis, what do I mean?
- Miss Ruth Ellis, Larry's Secretary: Her sister's husband's partner.
- O.O. Miller: Oh, we're all mixed up.
- Griselda Vaughn: Do you ski also, Miss Borg?
- Katherine Borg: No, I don't ski.
- Griselda Vaughn: What's your specialty?
- Katherine Borg: Life.
- Griselda Vaughn: Miss Borg's stock-in-trade: mystery. We don't do that any more. Frankness is our motto. We let the boys see the wheels go round. It seems to interest them.
- Griselda Vaughn: Did you escape in evening clothes?
- Katherine Borg: Oh, these! I just slipped into these.
- Griselda Vaughn: You slipped.
- Dick Williams: I love the way you slip.
- Katherine Borg: I'm beyond the point where young men interest me.
- O.O. Miller: Go home, Dickie. You're underage.
- Dick Williams: Well, I'll wear a beard. I'll look like Santa Claus.
- Katherine Borg: Why don't you just play Santa Claus. You don't have to look like him.
- Dick Williams: All I have is your's, Miss Borg.
- Katherine Borg: Don't be reckless, Mr. Williams.
- Dick Williams: Ah, but, it's too late to tell me that, Miss Borg.
- Griselda Vaughn: Where did you get this technique? In Scandinavia?
- Katherine Borg: Oh, it's international!
- Katherine Borg: Outside of love, everything else seems to be a waste of time. I like men! Preferably, rich men.
- Griselda Vaughn: She is without doubt the most brazen, horrifying, colossal gold digger I've ever seen in my life.
- Katherine Borg: I see my future. I'm a flower of evil. A few more burning, flame-like years and then the end. In this harsh, new world, there is no place for me any more.
- Katherine Borg: Nice boy. He reminds me of an Englishman I met in Singapore.
- Larry Blake: What became of him?
- Katherine Borg: He killed himself.
- Larry Blake: Over you?
- Katherine Borg: So the gossip says.
- Larry Blake: Oh, people don't kill themselves over women anymore. That's old stuff.
- Katherine Borg: I hope you're right, Lawrence; because, incidents like that depress me.
- Karin Blake: Don't be gay.
- Miss Ruth Ellis, Larry's Secretary: Oh, you daughters of joy are so gloomy. Why is that?
- Karin Blake: He doesn't love me.
- Miss Ruth Ellis, Larry's Secretary: How do you know?
- Karin Blake: He made love to me!
- Karin Blake: Last night taught me a great deal. I know now what my sophisticated husband wants: a smoldering siren.
- Miss Ruth Ellis, Larry's Secretary: Vamps, we used to call them.
- Karin Blake: Very well! I will smolder. I'll siren. I'll vamp him to a crisp!
- Miss Ruth Ellis, Larry's Secretary: You love him!
- Karin Blake: Love him? I'll divorce him.
- Katherine Borg: I look up the word you told me to in the dictionary: alone. I know now what it means. It means to be with you.
- Larry Blake: Well, that's my idea of a charming dictionary. I'll have to give you some more words to look up.
- Katherine Borg: Do!
- Katherine Borg: I would like...
- Larry Blake: A star? A carpet to the moon? Some cream from the milky way? I'll ring the waiter.
- Katherine Borg: What would I do with a star? A carpet to the moon is too bulky and I hate cream, it's fattening.
- Larry Blake: What then?
- Katherine Borg: A glass of champagne.
- Larry Blake: Oh, your demands are terrific; but, I'll meet them.
- Katherine Borg: I knew you would.
- Larry Blake: While you're there, I can make up my mind which one of you I want permanently.
- Karin Blake: Perhaps you want both of us?
- Larry Blake: Very possibly. Say, that isn't a bad idea. You for the outdoor life and - Katherine for the...
- Karin Blake: Well, never mind. Even my sister wouldn't take you on those terms.
- Larry Blake: You don't know your sister. She knows men. She understands me. I understand her!
- Karin Blake: Well, there's one thing you don't understand.
- Larry Blake: I can't think what it is?
- Karin Blake: Me!
- Larry Blake: Can't you look a this thing impersonally?
- Karin Blake: That's just what I'm doing and the effect is revolting!
- Larry Blake: Oh, don't take on so. Once I settle down with the two of you, I'll never look at another woman.