Kenneth Marquis: [to Mr. Archer] Cheer up, old fellow. If providence should bless you with a grandson, we'll call the little stinker Harry P. Marquis.

Kenneth Marquis: Perhaps you could explain to me how I happened to find myself in this position?
Taylor: Because you belatedly came to what little sense you have. Try and get out of it now, and you have a breach of promise suit, a stockholder suit, and why go on with the list?
Kenneth Marquis: Well, I certainly shan't number it among the gayer weddings to which I have participated. Maybe I'm spoiled, but the others were much more fun!
Taylor: I don't know, I thought the blood in your father-in-law's eye lent a nice touch of festive color.

Kenneth Marquis: Uncle George? Have you any hobbies? I mean, do you collect things, and things?
Uncle George: I have a large collection of antique rocks. Every one of which I would like to throw at you!