Gardiner Fraleigh: Call your baby! My wife's having a husband.
Marquis Andre de Lage: If I may venture a suggestion. A scenic drive? A chilled apertif? I have a picnic basket. I'd be delighted.
Ameilia Sarah Dedham: Well, that's very kind of you, your... Excellency. But I have promised to take Luki home this morning.
Luki Dedham: Knock it off Uncle Andy! Quit trying to horn in on my date.
[Sir Charles Lytton kisses Princess Dala.]
Princess Dala: If I were my father, I'd have you tortured.
Sir Charles Lytton: No. If you were your father, I doubt very much if I would have kissed you.
Homer Smith: I'm gonna' build me a chapel.
Irma La Douce: Who wants to be a stray dog? You got to belong to someone, even if he kicks you once in a while.
Dr. Craven: Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, / Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore. / While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, / As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door./ "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door. / Only this and nothing more."
Terry 'Pintpot' Tankard: Are you the boss or something?
Ted Watson: I'm what they call the something manager. My advice to you is to be off.
Terry 'Pintpot' Tankard: You mean buzz off?
Ted Watson: No, but you're getting warm.