- Christopher Wilton: Yes, I am angry. Frankly, I'm furious. Unless you can explain where you learned to dance the rumba, I'm through.
- Maria: What's worrying you? France?
- Sir Frederick: No. Yugoslavia. Dear, I hope you don't mind, I...
- Maria: Oh, that's all right, dear. I understand. I understand perfectly.
- Club de la Russie patron: Amazing. You know, I'm going to like Bolshevism.
- Grand Duchess Anna Dmitrievna: Why? Do you think you could earn your own living?
- Club de la Russie patron: No. No, that's the bad part about Bolshevism. But, it has merit. For instance, if it hadn't been for the Revolution, the Grand Duchess would still be in Russia, instead of providing us with such a delightful salon.
- Maria: Let me think, what could I suggest? Oh, first of all, you would like to see the Louvre Museum.
- Anthony Halton: The what?
- Maria: One of the most interesting picture galleries in the world! You've heard of the Mona Lisa?
- Anthony Halton: Um, yes, I , um, I believe I have.
- Maria: Oh, you don't care for pictures? Oh, I know, the Eiffel Tower.
- Anthony Halton: You mean that steel thing? Stuck up in the air?
- Anthony Halton: I found through life, the days take care of themselves. It's the evenings that are so difficult.
- Christopher Wilton: How's everything at Geneva? Is there going to be a war?
- Graham: Well, it looks as if Europe is going to have peace - at least for the next three weeks. We had rather a hard fight, you know. Twenty-one nations lined up against us, but we won.
- Christopher Wilton: I hear France was making some difficulties?
- Graham: Well, what can you expect from the French? You realize the French delegate hasn't even a man-servant?
- Christopher Wilton: Appalling.
- Graham: But on the other hand, the Russians were the surprise of the night. We had two Soviet delegates to dinner. You may not believe it, but I assure you they were properly dressed - tail coats, white ties.
- Christopher Wilton: Well, well, well. Maybe the Russians are going places.
- Graham: Oh, no, I wouldn't come to hasty conclusions. They still dunk.
- Maria: I dreamt you were a great success at the League of Nations.
- Sir Frederick: Well, I was! Sweetheart, your husband defeated twenty-one nations!
- Maria: Oh, you must be worn out.
- Grand Duchess Anna Dmitrievna: I wouldn't be impatient. If a lady makes an appointment for five o'clock, you shouldn't expect her until six. The kind of lady who comes on time, really wouldn't be worth waiting for.
- Maria: Why do you stare at me like that?
- Anthony Halton: He's completely off his head.
- Maria: What are you talking about?
- Anthony Halton: Butler! He described you as hard as nails, much older and - beginning to - beginning to spread.
- Anthony Halton: Madame, have you ever been at the mercy of loneliness? Have you ever been a stranger in a strange city?
- Anthony Halton: I must have done something very nice in my life to be so beautifully rewarded.
- Maria: Do you really mean that?
- Anthony Halton: And so much more. You're an angel.
- Graham: My dear Mr. Wilton, may I remind you of what our Master always says, "A statesman must have the courage to be unpopular."
- Maria: [describing her dream] I lost you in Paris. The next thing I remember, we were here at home, and you were beating me.
- Sir Frederick: What did you do?
- Maria: I'm afraid to tell you.
- [smiles]
- Maria: I liked it. And then you started to kiss me.
- Sir Frederick: And you liked that too?
- Maria: Better than ever before. You carried me upstairs.
- Sir Frederick: And?
- Sir Frederick: You know where he met her? At this Grand Duchess's salon. You remember the novel, "An Afternoon in Paris"?
- Maria: Yes.
- Sir Frederick: It's undoubtedly the same kind of a place.
- Anthony Halton: Cleopatra wasn't Angel. If Caesar had ever met Angel, it would have changed the history of the Roman Empire.
- Sir Frederick: Yes, it probably would have collapsed 200 years earlier.
- Anthony Halton: Well, what are 200 years in history? Twenty-five pages. But one hour with Angel...
- Sir Frederick: Sixty minutes.
- Anthony Halton: [shakes head] Three thousand, six hundred seconds.
- Sir Frederick: It's always ridiculous to reason with a man in love. And I'm afraid you are a man in love.
- Anthony Halton: I don't know. It may be more than love or less than love.
- Sir Frederick: Well, man, make up your mind. What is it?
- Anthony Halton: It's - it's a certain feeling. It's a secret that belongs to two people - and to those two people alone.
- Anthony Halton: The resemblance is amazing. I could have sworn it was you. You have exactly her hair. Her eyes. Her skin. Her lips.
- Maria: It's the privilege of a woman not to make sense. Men that expect women to be logical are likely to be failures in love.
- Maria: Well, Frederick, that's marvelous. I can hardly believe it. You really let all Europe wait just to find out if a woman is a brunette.
- Sir Frederick: Or a blonde.
- Maria: Now, why should I be Angel? Why should I be so foolish? Why should I do such a thing? Don't I have a lovely home? A celebrated husband? The best servants? Every comfort, social position? Is there anything more a woman could ask? Why should I be Angel? What reason could I have? Perhaps you can think of one?