Angie Dickinson credited as playing...
Ingrid Tyson
- Linus Larrabee: [after he has sent Sabrina, presumably with David, back to Paris] David, where's Sabrina? You didn't go with her?
- David Larrabee: Well obviously not, Linus, I mean, here I am, right? She's probably having her beverage service right about now.
- Mrs. Ingrid Tyson: Who's Sabrina?
- Patrick Tyson: The chauffeur's daughter!
- Linus Larrabee: Don't call her that!
- [David looks at him in amusement]
- Elizabeth Tyson, MD: She was after David for a while, then apparently she switched to Linus. She seems to have decided that HE was the one with the power.
- Linus Larrabee: [outraged, pointing to David] Is THAT what he told you?
- Elizabeth Tyson, MD: He told me everything, Linus.
- Linus Larrabee: [to David] And you didn't see her before she left? You didn't talk to her?
- David Larrabee: Oh, sure, I said goodbye, and I think I wished her luck. Maybe not. I told her I felt kind of funny accepting my brother's hand-me-downs
- [Maude covers her mouth to keep from smiling]
- David Larrabee: , and I said don't take it personally, and you've always been generous to your women in the past, and I was sure she'd be more than compensated for... whatever!
- [Linus punches him]
- David Larrabee: See! I told you! He loves her!
- Mrs. Ingrid Tyson: Who?
- Patrick Tyson: Sabrina!
- David Larrabee: [touching his mouth] Is he packed?
- Mack: Yes.
- Linus Larrabee: Is who packed?
- Mack: You are. Just one bag.
- Linus Larrabee: [flustered] Wait a minute, you - you packed my clothes? You went to my apartment?
- Maude Larrabee: I took her!
- Mack: We were up to our elbows in your underwear drawer; it was like touching the Shroud of Turin.
- David Larrabee: Here, sign this. It's your authorization for the completion of the merger. AND this - it gives me the raise I deserve for the new position I'm assuming. There's a car waiting for you downstairs, a helicopter at East 60th... the plane ticket's been changed to the Concorde. It leaves in exactly 39 minutes. If you make it, you just might beat her there.
- [Linus turns away in thought]
- Elizabeth Tyson, MD: Go, Linus! Don't think!
- Linus Larrabee: [hesitantly] She... she must absolutely hate me!
- Maude Larrabee: She'll get over it. We all do... Linus, you know I love you. No mother could be prouder. But I think it's time that you ran away from home.
- David Larrabee: But sign these first.
- [Linus signs the forms and clasps David's shoulder]
- Linus Larrabee: If you'll excuse me... it appears I have a previous engagement.
- [leaves]
- Maude Larrabee: Did Elizabeth pick out her dress yet?
- Mrs. Ingrid Tyson: We're still working on the guest list. Six hundred so far, and that's just on our side!
- Patrick Tyson: That's not a wedding, it's a town.
- Mrs. Ingrid Tyson: Stop, it's going to be wonderful! Elegant but simple, lavish but tasteful...
- Patrick Tyson: Cheap but expensive.
- Mrs. Ingrid Tyson: Fabulous party, Maude! I'm so sorry Elizabeth wasn't able to make it.
- Maude Larrabee: So am I.
- [chagrined]
- Maude Larrabee: She gave me a dog.
- Mrs. Ingrid Tyson: Here are the wedding invitations. We thought we'd use recycled paper.
- Maude Larrabee: Why does it always look dirty?