- Cornelius Van Horn - Carl's Father: Say, you know my slaves sing better than any other slaves around here.
- Carl Van Horn: It's because they love you. You're always freeing some one of them.
- Cornelius Van Horn - Carl's Father: Yeah. I think I'll go down and free a couple of those tenors right now.
- Cornelius Van Horn - Carl's Father: Son, you can't fool your father. You've got something on your mind and its a petticoat.
- Mrs. Birdie Van Horn: Cornelius, we may get in some high society at last.
- Cornelius Van Horn - Carl's Father: May get in? Say, you leave it to my son Carl and we're in now! Hear what he said?
- Mrs. Birdie Van Horn: Yes!
- Cornelius Van Horn - Carl's Father: Carl's bringing some aristocratics here.
- Cornelius Van Horn - Carl's Father: I must give some orders.
- Mrs. Birdie Van Horn: I'll give the orders.
- Cornelius Van Horn - Carl's Father: Yeah? All right, you give the orders; but, I'll still wear pants.
- Ginger Dandy: It's an old Indian game.
- Mrs. Birdie Van Horn: Indian?
- Cornelius Van Horn - Carl's Father: Yeah, the Kick-a-poos
- Mrs. Birdie Van Horn: Kick-a-what?
- Cornelius Van Horn - Carl's Father: Kick-a-poos.
- Peewee: Come on, let's you and I play Indian, will ya.
- Dixiana Caldwell: That's mighty nice of you, sir, to have a *circus* girl cry on your shoulder.
- Cornelius Van Horn - Carl's Father: I wish I could do something - to show my *respect* - for the finest lady that ever graced my home.
- Nanny - Pewee's Girl: Oh, Ginger!
- Ginger Dandy: Ginger by name and Ginger by nature. Come hither and rest on best of the chest of the guest that loves you best.
- Ginger Dandy: I love ya.
- Nanny - Pewee's Girl: Ah, you don't love me any more than Peewee does!
- Ginger Dandy: [disparagingly] Peewee. Nanny, when you're sitting next to a great, big, handsome animal, like your's truly, why refer to an insignificant little ninny, Nanny?
- Peewee: Me and Nanny are sweethearts. She wants to be alone with me.
- Ginger Dandy: You're a fine pal, you are. You got my ties, you got my socks, you got my clothes, and now you're trying to get my Nanny.
- Peewee: You're trying to take her away from me, you, low-down, so-and-so, and this-and-that.
- Ginger Dandy: Sir, I reckon you are not aware, Sir, that you cannot speak that way to an old Southern gentleman.
- Nanny - Pewee's Girl: Southern gentleman?
- Peewee: Ha! From south Brooklyn.
- Nanny - Pewee's Girl: How come you're a southern gentleman?
- Ginger Dandy: My grandfather. My grandfather was an old southern planter.
- Peewee: A southern planter?
- Ginger Dandy: Yes. He was an undertaker in Alabama.
- Royal Montague: You're marvelous. And I thought you were a little saint.
- Dixiana Caldwell: [moves closer] Someday you'll find out - what I am.
- Dixiana Caldwell: A man is a fool to trust either cards or women!
- Carl Van Horn: A woman can change, card's can't! They always show their real faces.
- Dixiana Caldwell: [singing] I play my game fairly, But fate double-crossed, So, no matter who wins, I'm lost.
- Ginger Dandy: I got that medal for fighting Indians.
- Mardi Gras Girl: Fighting Indians?
- Ginger Dandy: Yes, I stood there one Sunday morning, when up the hill came 10,000 Indians!
- Mardi Gras Girl: How many Indians?
- Ginger Dandy: Ah, there was a 1,000 Indians coming up the hill.
- Mardi Gras Girl: How many?
- Ginger Dandy: I studied that old squaw coming up the hill. I said to her, I said, "Look here, Gladys." But, you know, she didn't pay any attention to me. So, I took old Gladys with a tommiehawk and I led her back to headquarters where the government gave me this medal and a dishonorable discharge.
- Ginger Dandy: [singing] The soldier put his hat on, And left the lady flat on, Her Lum-Tum-Tum-Tum-Tum Tum-Tum-Tum-Tum Tiddy-Yum.
- Dixiana Caldwell: Let me out of here.
- Royal Montague: Presently, after we've had a coronation ceremony all our own. The wedding of the Prince of Darkness and the Queen of Light.
- Royal Montague: Why can't you surrender as magnificently as you fight?
- Dixiana Caldwell: Take your hands off me!
- Royal Montague: How can I? Don't you know I love you? Don't you know there isn't anything I wouldn't give for you?
- Royal Montague: Let me take you away from New Orleans. Let me take you to Paris, to Italy, to all the gay places in the world.
- Dixiana Caldwell: Oh, my darling. I want to feel you close to me, like this. I want your arms around me. Your kisses burnin'. Take me away. Anywhere. Paris. Italy. Kiss me!
- [first lines]
- Cornelius Van Horn - Carl's Father: Hello, son. What are you thinkin' about?
- Carl Van Horn: I was just listening to the slaves singing about the river.
- Cornelius Van Horn - Carl's Father: I always wondered why they can sing with such enthusiasticness about - water.
- Carl Van Horn: Well, that's the romantic old Mississippi.
- Cornelius Van Horn - Carl's Father: Ya, it's a great river.