- Woman at Party: Do you think my husband would like a picture of me hanging above the fireplace?
- Gobby: I think your husband would like you hanging anywhere.
- Christabel: I've always wanted to know someone who went to China, tell me about it.
- Nick: A lot of Chinese live there.
- Christabel: Hello, Nick. I thought your plane left at twelve?
- Nick: It did. They have a habit of leaving whether I'm on them or not.
- Nick: [to Christabel] I don't make dates with other men's wives unless they bring written permission from their husbands.
- Curtis: [to Donna] I made a big mistake when I gave up flying. Maybe I'm one of those people who has to back away from things to see them clearly. Because once I'm up in that plane, all by myself, I can look down and see things as they really are - in their true proportions. The big and important things look big. And the little, dirty things look like... just that.
- [last lines]
- Gobby: [to Christabel, as she's moving her belongings out of Curtis' house] Now, what about the furniture?
- Christabel: I wouldn't want anything that belonged to Curtis. It would only remind me of... happier times.
- Gobby: [Arthur comes out with a large armload of expensive fur coats and puts them in her car, Gobby pointing at the coats] Won't those remind you... just a little?
- Christabel: [coyly] I'll simply have to force myself.
- Arthur: [closing the car door with Christabel behind the wheel] Goodbye, madam.
- Christabel: [as Arthur walks away back into the house] Goodbye, Arthur. My portrait...
- Gobby: [to Christabel] That's mine. Curtis gave it to me for getting you out of the house.
- Christabel: Even you couldn't be so despicable.
- Gobby: Sure I could. Listen Christabel, will you do me a favor. I didn't want to ask you, but if you just get yourself mixed up in one more little scandal, I'd be able to sell you for more money. It only stands to reason. Why what's happened already between you and Curtis has made your price go up.
- Christabel: [smiling knowingly] Yes, you're right.
- Gobby: [sticking out his hand as Christabel is just about to turn over the ignition] Just a minute. Where's the key to the house?
- Christabel: You're contemptible.
- Gobby: [cutting her off] No. I'm Gobby. Remember? The key?
- [Christabel slaps the key in Gobby's hand just before driving off]
- Gobby: [as Arthur emerges from the house with Christabel's portrait, and Gobby puts his hand on it] Ah, my portrait...
- Arthur: [holding on tight to the portrait] May I have the key, sir?
- [Gobby nonchalantly drops the key in Arthur's hand, Arthur lets go of the portrait, and the two men bow to each other in farewell]
- Arthur: [the scene switches to Gobby's art gallery where he happily changes the price tag on Christabel's portrait from $250 to $500]
- Gobby: What a swell farewell party. We said goodbye to everything, including the lining in my stomach.
- Christabel: You don't care very much for women, do you?
- Gobby: My dear girl, apart from painting my major occupation is convincing women's husbands that I'm harmless.
- Nick: Why don't you marry me and quit getting lost?
- Christabel: Nick!
- Nick: That's no answer.
- Christabel: Oh, I can't darling, I need time, give me a little time.
- Nick: All right, I won't push you. I'll give you till tommorow night.
- Gobby: I want you to invest in something terrific.
- Curtis: Invest in what?
- Gobby: In me, of course. I want to have a one-man show late this summer. August, maybe. It'll cost about 500 dollars. But what's money?
- Curtis: Mine or yours?
- Gobby: Yours, of course. I have none.
- Curtis: [smiling] Well, don't be so smug about it.
- Donna: [to Christabel] I can just hear you, being so helpful - and so helpless. Helping to mess up people's lives for your own selfish purposes. And just about as "helpless" as a wildcat. Somebody should have told the birds and bees about *you*!
- Nick: [to Christabel] You little fake. Don't you know what you really want? Make up your mind, and make it up now, because I'm a restless guy.
- [first lines]
- Aunt Clara: [walking down the hallway in Donna's apartment as Donna is attending to packing] I suppose I should have phoned instead of just dropping in. You'll love Christabel.
- Donna: I'm happy to do it. Christabel's uncle's always been wonderful to me. I hope this repays him just a little at least. I'm going to miss working for him.
- Aunt Clara: If it makes it simpler for you, Christabel doesn't have to come tomorrow. Maybe later in the week.
- Donna: Her uncle says her business school starts on Monday...
- Aunt Clara: I don't know why my brother insists on Christabel going to business school. I mean, if she's going to work in his office, it seems so... so unnecessary.
- Nick: [to Gobby, as they both look at Gobby's painting of Christabel] Looks like a cross between Lucrezia Borgia and Peg o' my heart. Even with two heads you couldn't look like this - or do you know something I don't?