- Edward Shelley: Is she still having those nightmares you wrote us about?
- Sister René: Always vivid, horrid nightmares. Perhaps if you would have been able to visit her, even to write more often.
- Edward Shelley: Yes, but, uh, we've, uh,, we've been travelling a great deal since.
- Sister René: I'm sorry, that was unkind of me. But there are times that the phantoms of the past tear at that poor child's mind. There are times when she seems on the verge of...
- Edward Shelley: [anticipating] Remembering?
- Sister René: Oh, heaven forbid she remembers! No, God in his mercy saw fit to make her forget.
- Francene Shelley: You could have written us about it.
- Anthony Flagmore: Yes. I even meant to have my picture taken and enclose it with a letter. But, unfortunately the Postal Authorities don't allow pornography in the mails. Well, aren't you going to kiss your cousin?
- Edward Shelley: Aren't you going to kiss your mother?
- Susan Shelley: Francene's not my mother. My mother's dead. Isn't she?
- Edward Shelley: [to Susan] I have to sell the paintings and the furniture. I - I need the money. It seems I - I was rather foolish with the funds your mother left me. I - I made some pretty bad investments.
- Lawyer Clayborn: Mink coats. Foreign cars. High livin' in all those foreign countries. Some kind of $100,000 investment, if you ask me.
- Edward Shelley: I don't recall having asked you.
- Lawyer Clayborn: News gets around.
- Lawyer Clayborn: Where was I?
- Francene Shelley: Somewhere between a white elephant and a half a million dollars.
- Francene Shelley: Cure me.
- Edward Shelley: How? I've tried every way I know. You've gone through a $100,000 worth of remedies. What else can I do?
- Francene Shelley: I've already told you. Cure me.
- Anthony Flagmore: The past is like a tiger and no matter how you pet it and pretend that it's tame, one day it will turn on you.
- Francene Shelley: I loved you once. But, you became poor - and I became bored. So bored, I could die!
- Francene Shelley: Is what true? Now, let me see, is it true I made love to a bellboy in a hotel in Geneva? Or, are you still wondering about that guy in Rome? Or, the salesman in Munich. Was that true? I tell you something that is true, Edward, I'm sick to death of you and your jealousy!
- Francene Shelley: We did mean something to each other once.
- Anthony Flagmore: I had bronchopneumonia once; but, I got over it.
- Francene Shelley: A killer, isn't she.
- Anthony Flagmore: We are all killers, one way or the other, I suppose.
- Francene Shelley: Living alone has made a philosopher out of you.
- Anthony Flagmore: It makes living slightly more tolerable.
- Francene Shelley: There are many things that make living more tolerable.
- Anthony Flagmore: It is an interesting pipe dream.
- Francene Shelley: And, fortunately, we are all born to dream.
- Anthony Flagmore: You intrigue me.
- Francene Shelley: Do I?
- Anthony Flagmore: Your only sense of morality lies in the exquisite lack of any virtue whatsoever.
- Edward Shelley: You see, there's always some good in everything bad, if you just look for it.
- Susan Shelley: And something bad in everything good? Isn't there?
- Susan Shelley: Do you think I'm pretty, Daddy. Now do you think I'm as pretty as Mommy or Francene?
- Edward Shelley: You've always been my beautiful baby.
- Anthony Flagmore: You do love me, don't you, Jessica?
- Jessica Flagmore Shelley: Of course, I love you. And I love you. And I love you. And I love you. As a matter of fact, I love all men. You know the funny thing? The only man I don't love is my husband.
- [laughs]
- Francene Shelley: Oh, let me go.
- Edward Shelley: Let you go? How easily you say those words. But, it wasn't that easy to get you.