- Mario: On this island, madame, man have primitive desires.
- Lady Susan Ashlow: [laughs] They certainly do.
- Sir Philip Ashlow: Are you trying to tell us that after only one half hour in the hut, you learned to speak his savage tongue?
- Lady Susan Ashlow: No, darling, only a couple words. We used sign language. He's awfully good at it.
- Lady Susan Ashlow: Any man that tells the world that his wife is incapable of having a lover deserves to suffer.
- Official: Oh, I say, It just occurs to me, you shouldn't really, by right, be starting from here at all!
- The Rev. Bertram Brittingham-Brett: Yes, but this is where we are.
- Official: Good point.
- Mrs. Hermione Brittingham-Brett: Thank Goodness! Does anyone ever find his way in this building?
- The Rev. Bertram Brittingham-Brett: Between you and me, Hermione, the building is designed like our foreign policy: to confuse everyone!
- Sir Philip Ashlow: MacWalt, if I have to take a long ocean voyage, I want to be sure of two things: a good wireless operator and a superb chef.
- Lady Susan Ashlow: Oh, what a lovely little island. I wonder if anybody lives here?
- Henry Brittingham-Brett: Like our luck, it's probably swarming with savages.
- Henry Brittingham-Brett: All this talk of honeymoons and gardens of eden, anybody figured out my role in this three-cornered paradise?
- Lady Susan Ashlow: Yes, darling. You can figure out the proper seating arrangement.
- Henry Brittingham-Brett: Are you decent?
- Lady Susan Ashlow: Don't worry darling, I've got my slip on.
- Lady Susan Ashlow: Didn't Philip tell you? He's building a big hut for him and me and a little hut for you.
- Henry Brittingham-Brett: In deed.
- Lady Susan Ashlow: Well, we can't very well go on sleeping under the stars all the time, can we? We can't all live in one hut together. Well, we can't, really, can we?
- Henry Brittingham-Brett: I think the sleeping arrangements leave a lot to be desired.
- Lady Susan Ashlow: Philip.
- Sir Philip Ashlow: Yes, my pet.
- Lady Susan Ashlow: You know, darling, I'll bet that's the trouble.
- Sir Philip Ashlow: What is?
- Lady Susan Ashlow: You always call me "my pet." And that's the way you treated me. Like a pet. Like a nice amusing little pet, almost like Nelson. And never like a wife. Isn't that true?
- Lady Susan Ashlow: That's quite a tan you've acquired.
- Mario: Oh, eh, I'm almost naked, madame.
- Lady Susan Ashlow: Yes, yes you are, aren't you.
- Sir Philip Ashlow: Don't make such a fuss, old boy. Stiff upper lip.
- Henry Brittingham-Brett: I didn't fall on my upper lip.
- Sir Philip Ashlow: Now, let me see now, is there anything I've forgotten before I turn out the light? All right. I don't think. I've taken care of everything. Don't you?
- Lady Susan Ashlow: Almost everything. Good night!
- Sir Philip Ashlow: Sleep tight, my pet.
- Henry Brittingham-Brett: Susan, I'm astounded! Never in my whole life have I seen such a deplorable exhibition!
- Lady Susan Ashlow: Well, of all the ingratitudes!
- Sir Philip Ashlow: Ingratitude!
- Lady Susan Ashlow: Well, I had to do something to save your lives.
- Sir Philip Ashlow: That was no reason for you to bow and scrap and curtsy in that humiliating fashion!