- Robert Macklin: [talking to a cat] How do you do? Come on in! What's the matter? Not in the mood? Here, kitty, kitty, kitty. Time for a coffee break. Well, what's new in the outside world today? Has the price of catnip gone up again? Hey cat you sure got a pretty coat. Would my wife envy you.
- Robert Macklin: Ah, Lisa, Lisa, angel eyes! The most beautiful girl ever to be picked up on a second class bus from Naples. Please, please forgive me. Listen, its just that I care too much about you, that's all. Sometimes, like tonight, I get the idea that I might lose you. I just go crazy, I guess. Lisa, if you ever left me, I don't now what I'd do. I just don't know.
- Robert Macklin: A dry martini's all we got to defend ourselves against the jet age, according to Rule One of the Ex-Flyers Keep-It-Up Society.
- Robert Macklin: You two girls ought to collaborate on a book: Quaint Eating Places In Gay Paris For Unaccompanied Ladies.
- Lisa Macklin: We might as well face up to it, once and for all. Bob, our marriage isn't a marriage, it never has been. It's a spoiled little boy with a nurse maid.
- Robert Macklin: With such a beautiful nurse maid.
- Lisa Macklin: Bob, please!
- Robert Macklin: Well, I am pretty much of a bust, I guess, and you're right, we are kind of an odd combination. But, even if you don't know it, you need me just as much as I need you. It's our kind of love - which makes the world go 'round. Rather bumpily sometimes, but, 'round it goes!
- Robert Macklin: Give my love to Barbara at dinner. Oh, by the way, I hope it is Barbara; because, if there is another man, I just - bang - bang. Ciao!
- Alan Stewart: I've always told you, my dear, you should have taken me as your lover. Without a lover, how it is, marriage is unbearable.
- Robert Macklin: I'm going to buy you diamond tiaras, sable coats, and yachts with sails flapping all over the place, and a palace in Kashmir. Real estate is way down in Kashmir these days. Lisa, just don't tell anyone anything. Give me a little time and its all going to be glorious for you and your new, very loving, very rich, very dead - husband.
- Lisa Macklin: Bob, let me see your leg. It looks infected.
- Robert Macklin: No, no, no. It's nothing. Nothing. Just a tiny smidge of gangrene.
- David Barnes: Would you like a drink?
- Lisa Macklin: No, thank you very much.
- David Barnes: Oh, you sure you don't want to stay and see my stamp collection?
- Johnny: It took me quite a while to figure out where you live. I wanted to try yesterday, but, my Daddy called from...
- Robert Macklin: Where's your Dad?
- Johnny: At the office. He came home early yesterday; but, most of the time I'm alone.
- Robert Macklin: What about your Mother?
- Johnny: Oh, she lives in England. Do you keep Cokes in there?
- Robert Macklin: Yeah, yeah. Cokes, heroin, moonshine, opium.
- Johnny: I'll take a Coke.
- David Barnes: It's strange, I hadn't really planned to come to Paris at all. I was ready to dig up a new assignment when I ran into Alan in Geneva. The next thing I knew I was installed in his apartment and you walked in. That's when I got the happy idea that you went with the place. Which was a bad idea, I admit. Then we ran into each other on the street. Fate. Fate.
- Lisa Macklin: I know. Bigger than the both of us. But certainly it wasn't fate that made you follow me to the shop.
- David Barnes: No, that was just good, healthy curiosity. Second nature to a newspaper man. Especially when a beautiful woman's involved.
- David Barnes: You looked like you were in trouble.
- Lisa Macklin: What made you think that?
- David Barnes: Oh, a little addition, a little subtraction.
- Barbara Ford: Well, Lisa's certainly been keeping you up her sleeve. How have you known her?
- David Barnes: Oh, not nearly long enough.
- Robert Macklin: My poor Neapolitan firecracker. Married all these years to a guy who turned her into an iceberg! Correction: not an iceberg. An iceberg is ninety-eight percent underwater and you're not ninety-eight percent underwater, are you?
- Lisa Macklin: Bob...
- Robert Macklin: Angel eyes, you're still my wife! It's a wife's duty to love and cherish her husband, even if he is no longer among the living. N'est-ce pa?
- Robert Macklin: It's a far cry from Scafati, isn't it? Boy, were you willing and eager in Scafati. You were so hot to get out of that stinking little dump, that any guy with a couple of bucks in his pocket...
- [Lisa slaps Bob]
- David Barnes: You don't Twist?
- Lisa Macklin: Oh, not right now, thanks.
- David Barnes: Well, that's good news.
- David Barnes: Were you in love with him?
- Lisa Macklin: I thought I was for awhile.
- David Barnes: It doesn't sound like it was for very long.
- Lisa Macklin: No, it wasn't. But, you don't quit with the first sign of trouble. Somehow you try to make it work. It's hard just to say: I'm sorry. I'm afraid I made a mistake. Ciao.
- Robert Macklin: So, what did you do? Dance all night? Watch the dawn coming up over the Seine? End up with onion soup at Les Halles?
- Lisa Macklin: As a matter of fact, that's almost what I did do. Except I didn't watch the dawn and the soup wasn't at Les Halles.
- Robert Macklin: You didn't think I was going to go without you, did you? And leave you to some jerk who thought he'd found himself such a beautiful, sad, sexy widow?
- Robert Macklin: Yeah, I knew you'd be reasonable. That's one thing I love about Italians. They're so reasonable!
- Robert Macklin: Still hating me a bit, honey? Oh, don't let it bother you. All that junk they put out about love is for the birds! Love isn't a pretty little thing like a ribbon in your hair. Love is two people so tied together that even the crack of doom can't part them.