- Mr. Lannington: So you're quite sure of your feelings? I mean, you know, people sometimes get... carried away. Come to their senses again with a jolt.
- Jeff Cameron: Mr. Lannington, I want to marry your daughter.
- Mr. Lannington: I wish you'd stop calling her my daughter. She happens to be my wife.
- Jeff Cameron: [drinking a cocktail in a tropical-themed restaurant] These things are like water.
- Waiter: They creep up on you.
- Jeff Cameron: Bring me a couple more.
- Waiter: But, sir, you have four and we are only allowed two to a customer.
- Jeff Cameron: Why?
- Waiter: That drink makes a guy talk back to his mother-in-law.
- Jeff Cameron: What about his father-in-law?
- Waiter: I suppose so.
- Jeff Cameron: You've given me an idea.
- Mr. Lannington: If you take her, it's a long road. There's no turning back.
- Margo: [sobbing] Oh, Jeff, take me away, now!
- Mr. Lannington: 'Now' can be a long time, Dr. Cameron. But time passes, and then there's the end of the road.
- Jeff Cameron: [rubbing his head] My head hurts. Feels like it's exploding.
- [looking out the car window]
- Jeff Cameron: Aren't we going pretty fast?
- Margo: We *need* to go fast.
- Jeff Cameron: Look, I want you, not the money.
- Margo: Money can help. It'd be awfully tough for a young doctor, Jeff.
- Jeff Cameron: I've aged considerably in the last five minutes.
- Margo: Poverty's sordid. If you were broke...
- Jeff Cameron: I will be, I promise you.
- Margo: I won't leave you. I'll be with you always.
- Jeff Cameron: Yeah. Well, 'always' won't be for long if we don't get rid of this car.
- Police Chief: You ask me, that guy was none too anxious to get hitched.
- Mr. Bogardus: How many of them are?
- [they both laugh uproariously]
- Jeff Cameron: It all fits in, all the symptoms. I didn't fall in love with a woman - I fell in love with a patient.
- Margo: [as their ride across the border to Mexico looks imminent] Darling, there's nothing more to worry about.
- Jeff Cameron: We've got *everything* to worry about.
- Margo: What, Jeff? Money? You don't know. There's thousands for us in a bank in Mexico City. In my name. "Margo Lyncott." My maiden name, Jeff. And it's *my* signature.
- Jeff Cameron: I don't understand this.
- Margo: It was his heart. His heart was so bad. And he was working against me. You saw that. I was afraid he'd change his will. So I put his money away - every week, every month - for years. Everything is breaking for us now!
- [last lines]
- Jeff Cameron: [from his hospital bed after learning that he will be all right] Can I send flowers to San Francisco?
- Dr. Matthews: [nodding positively] I think so.
- Jeff Cameron: [reaching for a prewritten piece of paper underneath his pillow and handing it to the doctor] Wait a minute. Here's the address.
- Dr. Matthews: [to Jeff as he opens the door to walk out of the room] This should be an easy prescription to fill.
- Julie Dorn: [as the doctor has just walked out into the hallway knowing she was there waiting] How is he, doctor?
- Dr. Matthews: Well enough to send you flowers.
- Julie Dorn: Flowers?
- Dr. Matthews: [handing her the paper] Just one.
- Julie Dorn: [smiling as she reads the order] A white rose. He he well enough to have visitors?
- Dr. Matthews: Just one. You.
- [Julie smiles as she walks to then opens the closed door]