- Agnes Russell: It should not be necessary for people to die in order to have their photograph dusted.
- Deniston Russell: [Dictates an opening scene of a new crime novel to Sheila Wilcott] I walked over and slugged her in the kisser... She certainly was a swell tomato.
- Simon Russell: [Looking at the photo of Elizabeth in Deniston's wallet as they share a drink at the bar] What on earth's that?
- Deniston Russell: That - is Elizabeth.
- Simon Russell: You're dead right, old boy, not my cup of tea at all.
- Deniston Russell: I should hope not. Look I must telephone her now.
- Simon Russell: The box is over there.
- Deniston Russell: Thank you. With all this on my mind I just cannot face her tonight.
- Simon Russell: Couldn't face her any night.
- Simon Russell: A bottle of Krug 34 to start with. Keep a cheaper brand on the ice for later on. Women never know the second bottle.
- Simon Russell: Now this is a very important date, so pass the word around for the girls that i'm not on "hello" terms for tonight.
- Sheila Wilcott: Not many people can get a book published at all, and look at you. Scores of them and under 15 different names.
- Elizabeth Robson aka Fluffy: [to Deniston] You promised to take me out tonight, and I've had a bath especially.
- Herbert Russell: It's impossible. Not even a real gangster would dare to point a gun at Mr. Wag-stoff. Or point anything at Mr. Wag-stoff.
- Simon Russell: [Stops to help a stranded motorist] Do you know anything about cars?
- Lucille Grayson: Not a thing.
- Simon Russell: Fine!
- [He looks under the hood and turns to Lucille]
- Simon Russell: Well, if you ask me, circumventer on the ubiquitous praxtile...
- Lucille Grayson: What?
- Simon Russell: ...seems to be blown.
- Deniston Russell: Elizabeth, you have no idea what it cost me to be rude to your father. Or, for that matter, what it would have cost me if I hadn't been.