Marsha Mason credited as playing...
Maggie Paul
- John Baggs Jr.: Would you describe yourself as a, uh, "Champagne cocktail-sippin', cock-teasin', downtown barroom whore"?
- Maggie Paul: [bursting into tears] Second generation!
- [as they are walking outside late at night, John places his arm around Maggie]
- Maggie Paul: I ain't cold.
- John Baggs Jr.: I hope not.
- Maggie Paul: I knew that you'd act like this! You don't care about me and you don't care about my kid! All you care about is getting laid for free! You're nothing but a lousy sailor and I hate you! I hate all sailors.
- John Baggs Jr.: Yes, ma'am?
- Maggie Paul: Eight ball in the corner pocket.
- John Baggs Jr.: Yeah, I know that.
- Maggie Paul: Mama, your little girl's been hustled again.
- John Baggs Jr.: Listen, I don't, uh, I don't mean to rush you none, but I'm on Cinderella Liberty, and if I don't get back to the hospital by 12 o'clock, why, I turn into a pumpkin.
- John Baggs Jr.: [at the pool table] Well, uh, maybe we could work somethin' out. Tell you what I'll do. I'll, uh, I'll play you 50 bucks against somethin'.
- Maggie Paul: I ain't got nothin' worth 50 bucks.
- John Baggs Jr.: Haven't you?
- Maggie Paul: Sailor, I don't even know you.
- John Baggs Jr.: Well, that won't take long.
- Maggie Paul: You know how many sailors I've been with?
- John Baggs Jr.: No. How many?
- Maggie Paul: A lot.
- John Baggs Jr.: Now me too, huh?
- Maggie Paul: Now you too.
- John Baggs Jr.: What's the matter with you? What kind of Mother are you?
- Maggie Paul: I give up. What kind am I?
- Maggie Paul: I think you better go.
- John Baggs Jr.: If you say so.
- Maggie Paul: I'll see you tomorrow.
- John Baggs Jr.: I might not be by tomorrow.
- Maggie Paul: Okay. I'll see you when you do come by.
- John Baggs Jr.: I'll be by tomorrow.
- Maggie Paul: I might not be here.
- John Baggs Jr.: I'll see you when you are.
- Maggie Paul: I'll be here.