- Ruth Howland: Your honor, my husband is a psychiatrist. All of his patients are crazy. He spends most of his time trying to keep nuts from making faces at each other. He began to handle me with the same effect.
- Tom Howland: That's a lie.
- Tice Collins: From now on, let's be jealous... hot-tempered... suspicious... irrational - but human. In other words, let's just be an average couple, and live like one.
- Tice Collins: [the phone rings while they're dancing] If Mr. Bell had to invent something, why couldn't it have been a cigar lighter. They never work.
- Tice Collins: Darling, I've waited all my life for you.
- Ann Winters: Darling, I didn't wait for you. I went out and found you.
- Tice Collins: Ann, once a piece of mining machinery hit me over the head. That's just the way I feel now.
- Ann Winters: That's the most beautiful speech.
- Harry Bertrand: Listen to me, you prairie pixie. You spent five years up to your hips in mud, snakes and jungle, and yet when we're that close to success, you throw everything out of the window. And what for?
- Tice Collins: For love. Ever heart of it?
- Harry Bertrand: Yes - before I was married.
- Tice Collins: I travel 6,000 miles by foot, by dog cart, by jackass, by plane by ship. I couldn't' get her fast enough. And what do I find? A shoulder that'd make dry ice feel like a, well, like a bed warmer.
- Ruth Howland: Ann, you seemed sane enough as a child. What happened to you? What sort of lightning struck you?