- Tom Weston: [to Sam standing at his counter] everyday surrounded by women. I don't know whether to envy you or pity you.
- [chuckles]
- [first lines]
- John Moray: [Denise reading his letter] Paris, my sweet, is thoroughly French in every way. They do business of coffee and cognac the day long. And everyone in is a race to dream up fashion still more daring than they were yesterday.
- Fenton: I lost, I accept that. You can't blame a man for trying.I will pay your price.
- Tom Weston: Some men have little forgiveness in them. I am a soldier, I have none. I would not sell a shoelace to you, sir!