- Alfred Lubitsch: Answer yes, and I owe you 100 francs. Answer no, and you owe me 100, okay?
- Bar Owner: Okay.
- Alfred Lubitsch: Here's the question: Can you loan me 100 francs?
- Angela: Would you rather have fish or meat for dinner?
- [impatient]
- Angela: Emile!
- Émile Récamier: Fish.
- Angela: What would you have preferred if you were having meat?
- Émile Récamier: I dunno. Veal.
- Angela: And if you were to have beef rather than veal, would you prefer a steak or a roast?
- Émile Récamier: A steak.
- Angela: And had you answered roast, would you prefer it rare or well-done?
- Émile Récamier: Rare.
- Angela: [jump-cut to Angela returning with the well-done roast] Well, honey, you're out of luck. My roast beef's a little overdone.
- Angela: It's not fair. It's always when you're with someone that you're not with them. And vice versa.
- Angela: Why is it always women that suffer?
- Émile Récamier: Women are, or woman is, the cause of the suffering. You can say it either way.
- Angela: Shut your face. Or I'll slap it until you've no face left!
- Angela: I'm late.
- Alfred Lubitsch: Hello, Angela.
- Angela: Been here a long time?
- Alfred Lubitsch: Me, no. 27 years.
- Angela: He played Aznavour. You know, the record that sends me everytime... and goes ta, ta, ti...
- Émile Récamier: No, it's ti, ti, ta...
- Alfred Lubitsch: I want to see you nude before we cohabit. That's fair!
- Prostitute 2: We can meet later at the movies. It's "VERA CRUZ".
- Alfred Lubitsch: With my pal, Burt Lancaster.
- [Alfred turns to the camera and grins]
- Angela: Why are you laughing?
- Émile Récamier: Because you are shameless.
- Angela: Me? Am I not a woman? I am a woman.
- Angela: Stop avoiding the question. What limits?
- Alfred Lubitsch: I'm just following your example.
- Angela: Women are allowed to avoid the question.
- Angela: [singing & Stripping] If you're wondering why... I'm the girl for every guy... It's not complicated... The truth's quickly stated. I've very pretty breasts... Eyes like amethysts... A neck white as milk... And a body smooth as silk. I hate it when... They don't have the knack... But I adore when... They stroke my back. I say "yes" every time... Someone says, "Come, be mine"... With boys, you see... Don't stand on ceremony. I know I'm bad... I know I'm cruel... But men don't get mad... Because I'm so - beauti-ful.
- Alfred Lubitsch: Is that why you're sad?
- Angela: No.
- Alfred Lubitsch: Then why?
- Angela: Because I'd like to be in a musical...
- [singing & Dancing]
- Angela: with Cyd Charisse... and Gene Kelly... Choreography... by Bob Fosse!
- Sports Radio Announcer: Di Stefano reaches for it - he grabs the ball! He spins to the right - like the great Matthew used to! Fantastic! Pure Shakespeare! Divine Alfredo, the Julius Caesar of football! I could cry - the Royals are great!
- Angela: Change your tone - do you mind?
- Émile Récamier: In what way?
- Angela: Try lowering it. You're making me deaf!
- Émile Récamier: My voice is low - just right.
- Angela: Definitely not!
- Émile Récamier: It's not low?
- Angela: It's low-class.
- Angela: Women have the right to talk in riddles, Monsieur Emile, not men.
- Émile Récamier: How come?
- Angela: Because!
- Émile Récamier: Say something nice to me.
- Angela: Leave me alone!
- Angela: Do you have a coin?
- Alfred Lubitsch: The jukebox?
- Angela: Yes!
- Alfred Lubitsch: Ok. What'll I play - "Itsy-Bitsy"?
- Angela: No - Charles...
- Alfred Lubitsch: Aznavour?
- Angela: Yes!
- Angela: What's so funny?
- Émile Récamier: Angela, you're without shame.
- Angela: Me? I'm not without shame... I'm a DAME.