Ann-Margret credited as playing...
Maggie Scott
- Ted Barclay: You've seen this dress?
- Maggie Scott: Yes. It's a Fontaine creation. I think it's a very exciting dress.
- Ted Barclay: A very exciting dress. There's no way of keeping it up. Even with all of Eunice's - agile equipment.
- Eunice, fashion model: [wearing a strapless dress] I can't even shake hands.
- Maggie Scott: Mr. Barclay, if you don't mind, I would like to be judged by what I do between 9:30 and 5:30, not after hours!
- Ted Barclay: You could have said no.
- Maggie Scott: You never gave me that much time. I'm sorry if I spoiled your record!
- Ted Barclay: Why did you lead me on?
- Maggie Scott: I what?
- Ted Barclay: Come on, now. That slow and inviting smile, it isn't all business.
- Maggie Scott: I just happen to be friendly.
- Ted Barclay: And that little wiggle when you walk.
- Maggie Scott: All women wiggle.
- Maggie Scott: Paris. It's all so wonderful and exciting. Postcards don't do it justice.
- Herb Stone: Some of them do.
- Maggie Scott: Will we see the Eiffel Tower on the way?
- Herb Stone: It will still be there tomorrow.
- Herb Stone: Tell me, how did you do it?
- Maggie Scott: Do what?
- Herb Stone: Hook the last of the fun loving bachelors, Ted Barclay.
- Maggie Scott: Ted Barclay is still a fun loving bachelor.
- Herb Stone: Yeah. No, in name only. His voice quivered with concern when he spoke about you. Oh, I mean, You're a very pretty girl. You've got a nice figure. Good teeth. But, Ted Barclay has closets full of 'em. What'd you do? Did you play your cards very close to the chest?
- Herb Stone: Paris has a habit of doing very strange things to shrewd little girls. Their inhibitions go haywire and pretty soon little girl's not quite so sure of herself. To put it mildly, she goes ape.
- Maggie Scott: And what if it doesn't happen that way?
- Herb Stone: It will.
- Marc Fontaine: Who are you?
- Maggie Scott: I'm Maggie Scott. I'm Irene's replacement.
- Marc Fontaine: Oh!
- Maggie Scott: What do you mean: oh?
- Marc Fontaine: Just that you're a very attractive and lovely girl, for such an important job.
- Maggie Scott: It doesn't make any difference what a buyer looks like.
- Marc Fontaine: It helps.
- Marc Fontaine: [sarcastically] Paris the den of all evil.
- Maggie Scott: Well, it's true isn't it? Everybody thinks so.
- Marc Fontaine: Not everybody, you do. Miss Scott. There is no safer city in the world than Paris, if you want it that way. I'm sorry to disappoint you; but, the wild Paris by night died 50 years ago with the Can-Can. It's just one big cliché.
- Marc Fontaine: You again! What are you doing here?
- Maggie Scott: I'm not doing anything. Everybody's undressing me!
- Marc Fontaine: Somebody is always undressing you, Miss Scott.
- Marc Fontaine: I sent a cable. I felt the job called for someone a little more mature and a lot less hysterical.
- Maggie Scott: You did this just because I insulted you in the bedroom.
- Marc Fontaine: Well, the bedroom is an excellent place to judge anybody's behavior.
- Ted Barclay: Miss Scott, are you bucking for sainthood?
- Maggie Scott: Moi? No, I'm just an average American girl. I have the foolish idea that I'd like to settle down in the suburbs with a man I love and have children - and maybe even have a station wagon and two of those large dogs with hair in front of their eyes. I'm sure you think that's square, Mr. Barclay.
- Ted Barclay: That's square.
- Irene Chase: Maggie, there's one other thing I think you should know - about Marc Fontaine.
- Maggie Scott: I'll handle with kid gloves.
- Irene Chase: Dear, please be serious. For five years, Mark and I had a very - close relationship.
- Maggie Scott: Irene, tell me what to do and I'll do it. I'll mother him. I'll feed him.
- Irene Chase: I'm not talking about feeding him! Darling, you just don't understand. You see, Marc Fontaine needs a very - special kind of attention.
- Maggie Scott: What special kind of attention?
- Marc Fontaine: This is Paris as it was 300 years ago. No noise. No traffic. No smoke. Just - calm, peaceful. The only jarring note is the car.
- Maggie Scott: I don't mind the Rolls, really.
- Maggie Scott: Are you calling me a liar?
- Marc Fontaine: No, a liar fools other people. You fool yourself.
- Marc Fontaine: A Paris lullaby.
- [singing]
- Marc Fontaine: For love is like a carousel, And as it spins around.
- Maggie Scott: A girl and boy, Can reach the moon, And never leave the ground...
- Maggie Scott: I think I've had a little too much.
- Marc Fontaine: Its just a little red wine. Nothing very dangerous.
- Maggie Scott: I guess I'm just not used to it. I feel so lightheaded! I don't know what I'm doing.
- Ted Barclay: You still haven't told me about how that trouble with Fontaine started. What happened? Did he get up on the wrong side of the bed?
- Maggie Scott: Something like that.