Jack Lemmon aufgeführt in der Rolle von...
Wendell Armbruster, Jr.
- Carlo Carlucci: In Italy, the lunch hour is from one to four.
- Wendell Armbruster: *Three hours* for lunch?
- Carlo Carlucci: Mr. Armbruster. Here we do not rush to drugstore for chicken sandwich & Coca-Cola. Here, we take our time. We cook our pasta, we sprinkle our Parmigiano, we drink our wine, we make our love...
- Wendell Armbruster: What do you do in the evening?
- Carlo Carlucci: In the evening, we go home to our wives.
- Wendell Armbruster: [moving his face close to hers] Permesso?
- Pamela Piggott: Why don't you just make a contribution to your favorite charity?
- Wendell Armbruster: [firmly] *Permesso.*
- Pamela Piggott: Avanti.
- Carlo Carlucci: While you are here, maybe you should take some mud baths.
- Wendell Armbruster: No thanks, I had one on the train.
- Carlo Carlucci: On the train?
- Wendell Armbruster: I drank it. They call it espresso.
- Pamela Piggott: For instance, you need a coffin lined with some sort of metal.
- Wendell Armbruster: Zinc.
- [to Carlucci]
- Wendell Armbruster: Better get a couple of those.
- Carlo Carlucci: I had trouble finding one!
- Wendell Armbruster: Come on. You can dig up a couple of coffins.
- Carlo Carlucci: [hesitating] You want second-hand coffins?
- Pamela Piggott: [Talking about her ex-boyfriend] The bastard walked out on me. Stole my telly, two Picasso posters, and my hair dryer. Moved in with some skinny girl in Kensington... When I found out, would you believe I tried to kill myself?
- Wendell Armbruster: No!
- Pamela Piggott: Yes. I took my week's salary, bought myself a suitcase full of fish and chips and a dozen bottles of Guinness stout, and tried to eat myself to death. Took them hours to pump my stomach out.
- Wendell Armbruster: Was it worth it, for a guy like that?
- Pamela Piggott: It was stupid. But I've learned my lesson: No more fish and chips!
- Pamela Piggott: I guess there is something to what it says in the tourist guide.
- Wendell Armbruster: What does it say?
- Pamela Piggott: It says Italy is not a country - it's an emotion.
- Wendell Armbruster: Well, it's certainly been an experience!
- Wendell Armbruster: [as Pamela strips at the seaside] Miss Piggott! Please keep in mind that it's Sunday, and this is a Catholic country!
- Wendell Armbruster: [entering Carlucci's hotel] Well, it doesn't look like a Hilton.
- Carlo Carlucci: I accept the compliment.
- J.J. Blodgett: We don't need an export licence. We're gonna bypass all that bull...
- Wendell Armbruster: Bypass, how can you do it?
- J.J. Blodgett: No sweat. We're appointing your father commercial attaché to the embassy in Rome, and that entitles him to all the rights and immunities of a diplomat.
- Wendell Armbruster: But wait a minute, we're going to appoint him...
- J.J. Blodgett: Why not?
- Wendell Armbruster: A dead man?
- J.J. Blodgett: Just proves that we don't discriminate against anybody for reasons of race, creed, color, or state of health.
- Wendell Armbruster: Wait a minute, your mother? Where is she?
- Pamela Piggott: In the morgue.
- Wendell Armbruster: What's she doing in the morgue?
- Pamela Piggott: What do people usually do in the morgue? She's lying there.
- Wendell Armbruster: Is that what you call italian justice?
- Carlo Carlucci: What about Sacco and Vanzetti?
- Wendell Armbruster: Is this how justice works in Italy?
- Carlo Carlucci: Shold we talk about Sacco and Vanzetti?