- Ruben: What's that with the big crazy eyes?
- Walter Keane: Oh. Well, I believe that you can see things in the eyes. The eyes are the window to the soul.
- Walter Keane: Would you rather sell one $500 painting or a million cheaply reproduced posters? See, folks don't care if it's a copy. They just want art that touches them.
- Jehovah's Witness #1: We have something to share with you about the wonderful things that God's kingdom will do for mankind.
- Margaret Keane: Well, from where I'm standing, I don't see much good anywhere. Just a lot of pride and thievery and people treating each other poorly.
- Jehovah's Witness #1: Do you know what it says in Timothy 3:1-5? "In the last days, critical times hard to deal with will be here. For men will be lovers of themselves."
- Margaret Keane: Sounds like my ex-husband.
- [last lines]
- Dick Nolan: [narrating] Two things mattered to Margaret: Her daughter and her paintings. And after all the crazy turns the story took, she came out at the end with both of them.
- Closing Title Card: Walter never accepted defeat, insisting he was the true artist for the rest of his life. He died in 2000, bitter and penniless. He never produced another painting.
- Closing Title Card: Margaret found personal happiness and remarried. After many years in Hawaii, she moved back to San Francisco and opened a new gallery. She still paints every day.
- Margaret Keane: I think people buy art because it touches them.
- Walter Keane: Yeah, you're living in fairyland. People don't get to discover anything. They buy art because it's in the right place at the right time.
- Walter Keane: For God's sake, you've seen me paint!
- Margaret Keane: No, I haven't. I always thought that I had, but it's like a mirage. It's like a mirage. From a distance, you look like a painter, but up close, there's not much there.
- Title Card: I think that what Keane has done is just terrific. It has to be good. If it were bad, so many people wouldn't like it. - Andy Warhol
- Walter Keane: What are you afraid of! Just because people like my work, that means automatically it's bad?
- John Canaday: No, but it doesn't make it art either. Art should elevate, not pander. Particularly in a Hall of Education.
- Walter Keane: You have no idea! Why does someone become a critic? Because he cannot create!
- John Canaday: Oh, dear. That moldy chestnut.
- Walter Keane: Don't interrupt! You don't know what it's like to put your emotions out there, naked for the whole world to see!
- John Canaday: What emotions? It's synthetic hack work. Your masterpiece has an infinity of Keanes, which makes it an infinity of kitsch.
- [first lines]
- Dick Nolan: [narrating] The '50s were a grand time, if you were a man. I'm Dick Nolan. I make things up for a living - I'm a reporter.
- [Margaret frantically packing things]
- Dick Nolan: It's the strangest goddamn story that I ever covered. It started the day that Margaret Ulbrich walked out on her suffocating husband, long before it became the fashionable thing to do.
- Margaret Keane: Come on, Janie.
- [they get into the car]
- Walter Keane: What is wrong with the lowest common denominator? Huh? That's what this country was built on! I'm gonna sue everybody.
- Dee-Ann: Stop that. You're better off. Between us, I never liked Frank.
- Margaret Keane: You were a bridesmaid.
- Dee-Ann: Exactly. That's why I couldn't say anything, but if I see you wrong off again, I will tell you.
- Walter Keane: You have an amazing talent. You can look at someone and capture them on canvas. You can paint people. I can only paint things. Yeah, my street scenes are... charming, but at the end of the day, they're just a collection of buildings and sidewalks.