Phaedra: He's important man, Mr. Calder, huh?
Victor Parmalee: In his pedestrian way. "Incorruptible Jim," I call him.
Phaedra: You know him a long time?
Victor Parmalee: Our paths have crossed and re-crossed: in Dresden, Rotterdam, Florence - wherever the Nazis looted. Raphaels, Rembrandts, even down to a dreary little china pot, which belonged to Madame Pompadour... there was always Captain Jim Calder of the U.S. Army, restoring priceless objects to their rightful owners - a typical middle-class gesture.

Dr. Hawkins: [Suddenly realizing that he's going to receive a smaller share of the treasure than originally thought] Well, there's an old Greek proverb, that says a third of something is better than half of nothing.

Dr. James 'Jim' Calder: May I remind you of Paragraph 9 of the Penal Code of Greece:
[reading from a book]
Dr. James 'Jim' Calder: "Any and all objects of a historical value cannot under any circumstances be removed from Greek territory or territorial waters. They...
Victor Parmalee: [quoting by memory] ... they are to be considered the property of the Greek nation."
[pause]
Victor Parmalee: Yes, Jim, I know all about Greek Paragraph 9 - *I'm* the reason they wrote it!

Victor Parmalee: Jim, you're talking to me as if I were a man of honor... I'm not!

Victor Parmalee: You'll dive with Calder - dive all over the Aegean Sea. Except in one spot: the spot with the boy on a dolphin.
Phaedra: But sir...
Victor Parmalee: [Cutting her off] Dive until he runs out of patience, runs out of ambition, out of money, out of oxygen, and hope!
Phaedra: [Tapping her finger to her temple] Oh, Mr. Parmalee, you have plenty of noodle, you know?
Victor Parmalee: Thank you.
Phaedra: Now, we all have wine!

Monk at Meteora Monastery: [Upon meeting Parmalee, who has just ascended to the Meteora Monastery via a hand-operated "elevator"] Welcome to Meteora.
Victor Parmalee: May I ask, who carries your insurance?
Monk at Meteora Monastery: We put our trust in the Almighty.
Victor Parmalee: A very safe company.