Simone Signoret credited as playing...
Alice Aisgill
- Alice Aisgill: To think I ever let you touch me. Now listen, I own my own body and I'm not ashamed of it. And I'm not ashamed of anything I've ever done.
- Joe Lampton: I hate you to put your clothes on.
- Alice Aisgill: It's very sweet of you honey, but I'm too old to walk about in my girdle.
- Joe Lampton: Alice, you're beautiful. I'd like a picture of you like that.
- Alice Aisgill: There is a picture of me in the nude - somewhere.
- Joe Lampton: You're joking.
- Alice Aisgill: No, there really is. I was in the university at that time. And I met an artist at a party. He wanted a model. I don't suppose it was even a good painting.
- Joe Lampton: Why? Why did have to do it? There are a millions of women, a lot poorer than you in the world, who'd rather die than expose themselves for a few lousy rotten shillings. Damn you to hell, I feel like, like to beat you black and blue.
- Alice Aisgill: What's it got to do with you? It was long before I met you. I must remember your beasty little provincial mind doesn't like nudity.
- Joe Lampton: You stupid bitch, it isn't that at all! Don't you see that it's the idea of other people looking at you nakedness that I hate, it's indecent, don't you see?
- Alice Aisgill: [to George, her husband] I think you know everybody, don't you?
- George Aisgill: [looking at everyone seated next to Alice] Yes, I think so.
- Alice Aisgill: [pointing in Joe's direction, he who is standing to the other side] No, of course, this is Joe Lampton, my lover in the play.
- George Aisgill: [snidely] The war hero. Well, I'm always glad to meet one of Alice's lovers.
- Alice Aisgill: I'd like to go to Sparrow Hill.
- Joe Lampton: It's cold up there.
- Alice Aisgill: That's what I want. Somewhere cold and clean. With no people, no dirty people.
- Alice Aisgill: That's what you like, isn't it? Leg show and lingerie. It's indecent for me to pose for an artist who sees me as an arrangement of lines and color; but, it's perfectly okay for you to kiss me all over and lay for an hour just looking at me! I suppose it gives you a thrill. A dirty little thrill. I suppose you see me as your own private dirty postcard. You can't imagine that a man could look at a naked woman without wanting to make love to her! Can you?
- Charles Soames: This is only the beginning.
- Alice Aisgill: Please walk away now, darling. Walk away, don't look back. Think of me.
- Alice Aisgill: Oh, to hell with you! You think our love is just like a - layer of dirt, that I can wash it off? I believe in our love. What else have I got? It's all I have to believe in.