- Military Doctor: Well, there they go. Out to face life. And their whole training was in preparation for death.
- Bill Talbot: I'll tell you something funny. I was only four years old once.
- Francis: What'd he say?
- Cary Lockwood: Said he was only four years old once.
- Francis: Amazing.
- Bill Talbot: And my aunt had a very low-neck dress on.
- Francis: What'd he say?
- Cary Lockwood: Said his aunt had on a very low-neck dress.
- Francis: Can't believe it.
- Bill Talbot: And she sat right across the table in front of me. And I said, "Auntie, I can see your knees!"
- Cary Lockwood: [rolls his eyes] I wonder what's doing in Portugal tonight.
- Shep Lambert: You know Cary, I feel just like we're falling. A long time ago, d'you remember? Spinning, spinning, spinning, only, you brought me down safe. Oh Cary, good old Cary, best flier in the service.
- Nikki: Oh Shepard, Shepard darling.
- Cary Lockwood: Oh, we're going to make a safe landing again Shep.
- Shep Lambert: Not this time, Cary, old Shep's gonna crash. Say, we're spinning fast. Level off. Cary, level off.
- Nikki: Oh Shepard, Shepard darling.
- Cary Lockwood: Well, the old guerre is fini.
- Shep Lambert: That's right.
- Cary Lockwood: What are you gonna do now, Shep?
- Shep Lambert: Get tight.
- Cary Lockwood: And then what?
- Shep Lambert: Stay tight.
- Officer at Hospital: If they take care of themselves, they'll pull through all right.
- Military Doctor: Even if they do take care of themselves, what good are they? What can you expect of them? I hate to think what may become of them.
- Officer at Hospital: Why can't they go on with flying? You know, the air mails or something?
- Military Doctor: I'm afraid they're unfit for further service in that direction. They fell, you know - six thousand meters. Like dropping a fine Swiss watch on the pavement. Shattered both of them. Their nervous systems are deranged, disorganized, brittle.
- Officer at Hospital: Spent bullets.
- Military Doctor: Spent bullets. That's it. They're like projectiles, shaped for war and hurled at the enemy. They've described a beautiful, high-arching trajectory. And now they've fallen back to earth. Spent. Cooled off. Useless.
- Bill Talbot: Say! What's become of the teeth?
- Nikki: Oh, the man came and got his teeth.
- Cary Lockwood: Well, what did he say?
- Nikki: He said thank you for holding his teeth.
- Jean, Bartender: Champagne cocktail pour Mademoiselle Nikki.
- Francis: Nikki?
- Bill Talbot: Nikki?
- Cary Lockwood: Nikki?
- Shep Lambert: Can you imagine that, fellas? Her name is Nikki!
- Cary Lockwood: Her name is Nikki. She holds men's teeth. She sits at the bar and she drinks champagne.
- Bill Talbot: Boys, she's gonna be a lot of trouble.
- Jean, Bartender: Bon soir, Monsieur Lambert. Qu'est-ce que voulez-vous?
- Francis: Martini!
- Bill Talbot: Martini!
- Cary Lockwood: Martini!
- Shep Lambert: Martiniiii!
- Nikki: Could I have a champagne cocktail?
- Nikki: If you do match tricks, I'll recite.
- Cary Lockwood: Recite what?
- Nikki: Poetry.
- Cary Lockwood: Whose poetry?
- Nikki: My poetry.
- Cary Lockwood: You write poetry?
- Nikki: I'll send you a photograph of my poetry.
- Cary Lockwood: [to Nikki] What were you doing at the bar at Claridge's anyway?
- Shep Lambert: Yes. Don't you know you're not supposed to be there?
- Francis: There's a sign on the wall says ladies must sit at the back.
- Nikki: Can't read signs.
- Frink: Hey. Don't I rate an introduction? Who's your swell friend?
- Shep Lambert: Oh, her? Just an old hussy we found scattered around.
- Bill Talbot: Hey. What kind of a girl do you think Nikki is?
- Cary Lockwood: I think she's the kind that sits down on phonograph records.
- Bill Talbot: We all make mistakes.
- Cary Lockwood: That's right. Michelangelo painted Adam with a navel.
- Shep Lambert: You'll have to watch that lad, Nikki. He's a member of the Wandering Hands Society and he has a groping good time.
- Nikki: When anyone kisses me too hard, it splits my lip. And you could tell when anyone kissed me too hard on account of my lip would bleed. So now I don't let anyone kiss me - hard.
- Cary Lockwood: Well, we'll let that pass.
- Bill Talbot: We'll *all* take her home.
- Cary Lockwood: I saw her first.
- Bill Talbot: It makes no difference. She belongs to us all now!
- Bill Talbot: Turtles!
- Cary Lockwood: Turtles?
- Shep Lambert: Turtles?
- Bill Talbot: Turtles!
- Francis: Turtles?
- Shep Lambert: It is turtles!
- Francis: Hey! Look, Cary! It's turtles!
- Cary Lockwood: Nice work, boys. It's turtles.
- Nikki: Will somebody please scrub my back?
- Bill Talbot: Will somebody scrub your back? Look out, boys! I got it, I got it, I got it. Mmmm-mmm!
- Nikki: Scrub hard.
- Bill Talbot: Did anyone ever see such a back in their life? Did anyone ever *hear* of such a thing? Just look at that back. Just look at that thing, won't you?
- Nikki: Harder!
- Bill Talbot: My, my. I could go on doing this a *long* time.
- Bill Talbot: Good night!
- Shep Lambert: Nighty-night, Nikki.
- Frink: Good night, Nikki.
- Nikki: Good night, Cary.
- Cary Lockwood: Good night, Nikki.
- Cary Lockwood: Despite your practically innumerable faults, we adore you. We've decided to adopt you.
- Shep Lambert: Whatcha having your toes painted for, Nikki?
- Nikki: I don't know. Seemed like a good idea at the time.
- Nikki: Entrez!
- Bill Talbot: Hi, Nik!
- Shep Lambert: Hello, Nikki!
- Francis: Hello.
- Cary Lockwood: Good morning, Nikki.
- Nikki: Hello, Bill. Hello, Shep. Hello, Cary. Hello, Francis.
- Francis: Morning, Nikki.
- Nikki: I didn't expect to see you all so early.
- Bill Talbot: We camped on your doorsteps last night. And this morning we all moved in.
- Cary Lockwood: Shep has that tic under his eye, you know. Takes a lot of drinks to keep that quiet.
- Nikki: But isn't there some kind of treatment or something?
- Cary Lockwood: Shep could never stand a long course of treatment. Drinking's the only corrective so far as he's concerned. He's found out the tic doesn't work when he's tight. So he stays tight.
- Bill Talbot: Why, look at Nikki's legs, would you? That there is practically the loveliest pair of legs I ever saw in all my born days.
- Nikki: Like my legs?
- Shep Lambert: Look at those legs, Cary. My, they nearly match. Did you ever see such a swell set of legs?
- Cary Lockwood: Well, what do you want me to do about it? Burst into tears?
- Shep Lambert: Would it embarrass you, Nikki, if Cary were to burst into tears?
- Nikki: On account of my legs? Oh! I think that would be sweet.
- Shep Lambert: Here, Nikki, drink this.
- Cary Lockwood: Make you laugh and play.
- Nikki: That's what I want to do, laugh and play.
- Nikki: Tell me, what *was* there to be happy about on a farm in Minnesota?
- Cary Lockwood: Oh, thorn-apple trees in blossom. The smell of burning leaves in the Fall. The sound of horses' hoofs on the road. Did you ever dig up an Indian mound or uncover a nest of baby field mice? Or explore old trunks in an attic? Listen to the moaning of the telephone wires in the winter wind? See a gypsy caravan?
- Shep Lambert: Why do you always have to be funny at the wrong time? Didn't I tell you Cary was brittle? How did he respond to that line?
- Nikki: Pulled down the iron curtain.
- Nikki: I want to do something for you. I want to help you. Let me wash your bracelet, Cary. Why, see? The silver's all tarnished. The silver's all tarnished. I'll take it with me and scrub it when I get home. I'll polish it with my nail-brush.
- Nikki: Don't look so troubled, Cary. I'm all right. I just want to cry for a minute. On account of you're so nice. You're so clean, Cary. And your teeth are so white. You're so civilized. You don't care about anything any more, nor anybody. Nothing makes any difference to you. Nothing can touch you.
- Cary Lockwood: How are you going to end? How am I going to end? How is *anyone* going to end? How's your picon citron go?
- Nikki: It goes fine.
- Shep Lambert: You sure are in an uproar. What you need is a drink!
- Cary Lockwood: I need more than a drink. I need a lot of geography between me and that girl.
- Bill Talbot: Who's cares?
- Francis: Who cares?
- Shep Lambert: Who cares?
- Nikki: Who cares?
- Frink: Hello, everybody.
- Cary Lockwood: And you too?
- Frink: That's right.
- Cary Lockwood: That's right. Who cares?
- Nikki: It's been so hot and I'm so tired and I want to go to bed.
- Shep Lambert: Going to bed? Who ever heard of such a thing?
- Francis: Can we help you undress?
- Nikki: No, thank you, William.
- Francis: Take off your shoes?
- Shep Lambert: Undo your hair?
- Bill Talbot: Scrub your back or something?
- Nikki: No, I can manage quite well by myself. Good night, everybody.
- Shep Lambert, Francis, Bill Talbot: Good night.
- Frink: Good night, Nikki.
- [Nikki exits]
- Cary Lockwood: Can you imagine that ungrateful old trollop? She wouldn't let them help her undress.
- Shep Lambert: She's got eyes like an Assyrian Queen's got eyes.
- Bill Talbot: You ain't never seen no Assyrian Queen! You're just a-makin' that up outta yore own head!
- Shep Lambert: I did so see an Assyrian Queen.
- Cary Lockwood: In whose green hat?
- Shep Lambert: In the Metropolitan Museum's green hat, that's whose green hat.
- Bill Talbot: I wonder if there's a bar inside or anything.
- Spectator at Bullfight: Sure, there is a bar.
- Shep Lambert: Let's find the bar!
- Cary Lockwood: She got one tooth turned around, she can't see very far, and she's *always* speaking out of turn. Otherwise, she's a mighty fine piece of architecture.
- Nikki: I don't like beer.
- Cary Lockwood: Make you leap like a tuna.
- Nikki: Don't wanna leap like a tuna.
- Cary Lockwood: Make you bark like a fox.
- Nikki: Don't wanna bark like a fox.
- Cary Lockwood: Make you laugh and play.
- Nikki: That's what I wanna do! Laugh and play!
- Spectator at Bullfight: Bull-fighting is not for Americans.
- Bill Talbot: You think we haven't got the nerve or something?
- Spectator at Bullfight: Why, listen, bull-fighting is just for us, the Latins.
- Bill Talbot: He thinks we're a-scared!
- Nikki: He tackled a horse once.
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