Ben Gazzara credited as playing...
John Russo
- Christy Miller: You're a shit! I for one am sick and tired, honey. Sick and tired. I'm not going to be one of your passive ladies trembling at the thought of you or to put up with any kind of maltreatment just for the glorious opportunity of spending a glorious night with you. Not once a week not once in a while not once in a blue moon, not by a long-shot honey, uh uh, no way.
- [kiss]
- Christy Miller: Unfortunately, honey you're some kisser... and you're very mean to me.
- John Russo: Very mean. What you need is a nice guy - who watches every set, has drinks waiting for you in the dressing room, rubs your feet at night, sprays your throat, tells you how terrific you are, makes eggs in the morning...
- Christy Miller: Are you coming tonight Johnny?
- John Russo: I'll try kid.
- Christy Miller: I know what that means.
- John Russo: Keep it right here, Sam.
- Sam: Sam who?
- John Russo: Well, what's your name?
- Sam: My name's Deborah.
- John Russo: That's why I called you Sam.
- Sam: It makes sense.
- Sam: You weird, like your friend with the beard?
- John Russo: [riding in Sam's cab] Me? Oh, no, Sam. Me? I'm a charmer. Get off up here.
- Sam: I'd like to.
- John Russo: Oh, Sam...
- John Russo: Yeah, bundling. A guy and a girl sleep in the same bed, but there's a board between them - a wooden board. He can see her. he can hear her breathe - but he can't touch her.
- Sam: What are they gonna do if they can't handle it?
- John Russo: They get splinters!
- John Russo: Sam, Sam, the ice cream man. How was your day, kid?
- Sam: I'm starving.
- John Russo: Yeah? What did you have in mind?
- Sam: I'm not particular.
- John Russo: Frozen pizza?
- Sam: Well, I am a little particular.
- John Russo: Yeah, well, I know a little French joint.
- Sam: Sounds chic.
- John Russo: Chic, it ain't.
- Amy Lester: We can handle the whole thing, Mr. Leondopolous.
- John Russo: They can handle the whole thing, Leon.
- Leon Leondopolous: Well, somebody handle something!
- Angela Niotes: [kiss] Now you know why my husband has me followed. I am a brazen woman who cannot be trusted.
- John Russo: Mmm-hmm. I had another idea. Me - you reminded me of somebody I knew in school. My eighth-grade nun. I was in love with her. I'm sure she was in love with me, too. I waited for her to make the first move.
- Angela Niotes: Did she?
- John Russo: Just now.
- [kiss]
- Angela Niotes: Why do you call her Sam?
- John Russo: Because she doesn't look like a Deborah.
- Angela Niotes: Well, she doesn't look like a Sam.
- John Russo: She looks more like a Sam than a Deborah.
- Angela Niotes: Why don't you call me Steve?
- John Russo: Okay, Steve. But you, you look like an Angela. How is that, Angela? It means "angel," doesn't it?
- [kiss]
- Angela Niotes: Well, I must say you have a very good taste in women - which is more than can be said about my taste in men.
- John Russo: Uh-huh. Where does that leave me?
- Angela Niotes: Dangling miserably, I hope.
- Angela Niotes: [in bed together, naked] I haven't been called a girl in some time. Haven't felt like one, either.
- John Russo: Well, you feel like one to me.
- Angela Niotes: Do you know why he has me followed?
- John Russo: I could guess.
- Angela Niotes: Could you?
- John Russo: Some people figure whatever they're doing, somebody else must be doing it too.