Adam Cook: It's not a pretty face, I grant you, but underneath its flabby exterior is an enormous lack of character.

Margo Channing: You're not much of a bargain, you know. You're conceited and thoughtless and messy.

Mme. du Barry: I presume I shall not have the honor of meeting his Royal Highness?
Marie: My husband does not care for dancing, madame.
Mme. du Barry: Quite the family man, isn't he? The fireside, the nursing room and all that? To the duc Orleans: Well, here is my old friend and how well he takes the husband's place!
Marie: I'm sorry you feel your triumph incomplete, madame. My husband has better sense than I. He knows where to draw the line.
King Louis XV: (to du Barry) Will you dance, Madame?
Mme. du Barry: (ignoring the King's request) So that's it? I'm dirt, ah? Not good enough for your high and mightiness?
Marie: But, nooo, madame! Royalty loves an occasional roll in the gutter, don't they Grand-pappa?

Natalio Curro: I understand Gallardo has one more contract to fulfill - the corrida next Sunday afternoon. I predict he will make his exit in a cloud of rotten oranges and dead cats. I hold him directly responsible for the death of Nacional, and I should say so in my article tomorrow. The trouble with Gallardo is he has cats in his belly. His father was the same way. Like father, like son.
Juan Gallardo: (after Gallardo overhears him) That's the second time you've said things about my father. As for you, you've probably never been baptized.
Juan Gallardo: [Gallardo pours a bottle of wine on his head] I'll baptize you now. I christen you liar, and your second name is swine!

Devlin: [bitterly, to Alicia] Dry your eyes, baby; it's out of character.

Policeman: Is this your car, sir ?
Jack Favell: Yes.
Policeman: Will you be going soon ? This isn't a parking place, you know.
Jack Favell: Oh, isn't it ? People are entitled... to leave their cars outside if they want to. It's a pity some of you fellows haven't anything better to do!

Bake Baker: As you said -- marriage would have ruined your career.
Sherry Martin: Well, I found out I was wrong.
Bake Baker: Maybe you were right. If you'd have married me, you wouldn't be working in a chop suey joint like this.
Sherry Martin: Well, I don't see any Admiral stripes on you!

Loco Dempsey: Once you get one foot on the ground, you're really quite a jerk, aren't you?

Edgar Bergen: I've got a good mind to...
Charlie McCarthy: Why don't you use it?

[to Charlie McCarthy]
Larson E. Whipsnade: Quiet, you termit flophouse!