Robert Gold: Your idea of fidelity is not having more than one man in a bed at the same time.
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Robert Gold: Your idea of fidelity is not having more than one man in a bed at the same time.
Miles Brand: ...a man of few words, all of them long.
Robert Gold: You're a whore, baby, that's all. Just a whore - and I don't take whores in taxis.
Miles Brand: They've got something for us upstairs. Crisps and Pepsi-Cola.
Black Man at French Party: When the music starts, the cradle will rock.
Diana Scott: There's no one in England to beat these new French directors.
Miles Brand: She's got a sort of Aryan quality. I think she'll go down extremely well in Germany.
Miles Brand: Very well, then, we're all agreed. Diana Scott, here and after, known as the "Happiness Girl."
Diana Scott: Well, where did all the young flowers go? Proceed. Amuse me.
Diana Scott: Life's full of "if onlys", isn't it? You know, "if only," "if only."
Diana Scott: Thank God it's never too late. Two people really belong to each other. It doesn't matter what happens.
Diana Scott: We both learned our lesson and won't make any more mistakes. I *know* we can be so happy.
Robert Gold: Your idea of fidelity is not having more than one man in a bed at the same time.
Miles Brand: ...a man of few words, all of them long.
Robert Gold: You're a whore, baby, that's all. Just a whore - and I don't take whores in taxis.
Miles Brand: They've got something for us upstairs. Crisps and Pepsi-Cola.
Black Man at French Party: When the music starts, the cradle will rock.
Diana Scott: There's no one in England to beat these new French directors.
Miles Brand: She's got a sort of Aryan quality. I think she'll go down extremely well in Germany.
Diana Scott: Taxi! Robert Gold: We're not taking a taxi. Diana Scott: Why not? Robert Gold: I don't take whores in taxis. Diana Scott: What do mean? Robert Gold: That's what you are isn't it? A little whore! Isn't it?
Diana Scott: Poor Miles. You can't risk feeling anything, can you? Miles Brand: I shall survive. Diana Scott: Of course! As long as you remain impotent. Miles Brand: My impotence, my darling, makes a pair with your virginity. Diana Scott: Impotent in every way, except in bed. Miles Brand: Don't underestimate me, my dear. I can also be very effective on the telephone.
Miles Brand: How savage we are tonight. Somebody's husband has gone back to his wife? Carlotta Hale: If he had, you'd have been there to greet him. Miles Brand: Leftovers aren't exactly my diet, my darling. Carlotta Hale: Oh? I thought you were always in the market?
Diana Scott: I always feel as if there's one more corner to turn, and I'll be there. Miles Brand: And so you will. Diana Scott: Then there'll be another. Miles Brand: That's the attraction of corners.
Diana Scott: You must lead such an interesting life. Robert Gold: Being a professional question mark? Diana Scott: Oh, it's better than being a professional bosom!
Diana Scott: Oh, it should be so easy to be happy, shouldn't it? It should be the easiest thing in the world. Robert Gold: It should be. Diana Scott: I wonder why it isn't? Maybe it is?
Diana Scott: Do you have parents? I can't imagine you with parents. Miles Brand: Yes, I have. Two of them. Diana Scott: Imagine if... Miles Brand: What? Diana Scott: It took three. Miles Brand: Took three? Diana Scott: Sexes. To make a child. Miles Brand: Very entertaining. Diana Scott: Everything would be different, wouldn't it, quite different, with three sexes. Miles Brand: Haven't we got enough problems with two?
Robert Gold: You bitch! You filthy little bitch! Diana Scott: Enjoy yourself. You've got no right to call me anything! Robert Gold: I have every right to call you everything! Diana Scott: Oh have you? We're not married! At least, not to each other!
Diana Scott: Thank you so much for letting me do the "Finished Product." It's a very good program. Robert Gold: You really think so? Diana Scott: I thought I looked ghastly; but, it was a super program. Robert Gold: I thought you looked super and the program looked ghastly. What's more - I'm right too. Diana Scott: No. I thought you looked frightfully lean and intelligent. Robert Gold: I am frightfully lean and intelligent. Not that it helps.
Diana Scott: Don't you possess anything of your own? Miles Brand: Only the things I can't replace.
Diana Scott: You ba-stard! You just used me! Robert Gold: You - used - me. It's a moot point.
"Ideal Woman" Interviewer: Well, I do want our readers to feel that it is really your story; so, I thought I'd perhaps ask you a few questions and if you'd just answer them in your own words. Diana Scott: Yes, I see. Alright, ask away.
Robert Gold: Buried treasure. Robert Gold: Oh? Diana Scott: Heads we do. Tails we don't. - We do.
Lord Grant: I like your black boys, John. I suppose I can't wrap one up and take him home? John: I wouldn't advise you to try. Miles Brand: They're all numbered Alex and I wouldn't try and change your luck, if I were you.
Sean Martin: Well, we just wanted to have a look at you. "Jacquline" Producer #1: Yes, we just want to take a look at you. Diana Scott: Well, have a look. "Jacquline" Producer #2: Would you look toward the street. That's right. Now, the door. That's right. Now, I want you to look at me, but, keep your neck the same angle. Well, what do you think? Sean Martin: She's alright. She's fine. Fine. "Jacquline" Producer #1: Has she enough profile? "Jacquline" Producer #2: Yes, sure. Sean Martin: She'll be standing up most of the time.
Diana Scott: You are jealous. Robert Gold: Who knows what I am. Diana Scott: Well, you're the one I bed with. Robert Gold: At present. Diana Scott: I hate you! What a thing to say! Robert Gold: Well, what do you want me to say? You know, as well as I do, what you're up to.
Nurse: How do you feel? Diana Scott: I won't have anything to do with sex again, as long as I live.
Man Driving a Car: Hey, that's my meter! Diana Scott: Sorry. Man Driving a Car: Sorry? I should think you are, sorry. Go on, get out of it. Women drivers!
Billie Castiglione: Oh, Miles, I love you. You're such a Miles Brand: Oh, Billie, if I didn't know you were a man, I'd be very shocked. Diana, darling, I want you to meet Billie Castiglione. He's one of the best sculptresses in Paris. He's dying to do your bust. Billie Castiglione: I'm going to kill that man, I am. You've got a beautiful head. Wonderful bones. Truly!
Robert Gold: And you went down well? Diana Scott: Like a dozen oysters! I think.
Diana Scott: Look at this place. This rat trap! I'm not going to be a prisoner any longer! Robert Gold: So, you're the prisoner, are you? Diana Scott: Yes! Prying in my life, looking in my handbag, spying on me! Robert Gold: The quickest way of getting to know you.
