- Mark Preysing: She knows nothing about international politics, she has the mind of an artist, she sees people as general humanity, not as separate races.
- Countess von Treck: So you're an American? Tell me, do you have Indian blood?
- Mark Preysing: Indian blood?
- Countess von Treck: Or are you a cowboy? I love those cowboy songs? Did you bring your ukulele?
- Mark Preysing: Look lady, there are other people in America besides Indians and Cowboys.
- Countess von Treck: Oh, then you're a hillbilly.
- Mark Preysing: Yeah, that's right, from 57th Street.
- Countess von Treck: West or East?
- Mark Preysing: West. Why?
- Countess von Treck: I was born on East 57th Street.
- Maria - a Student: The sight of those goose stepping robots, is enough to give any one a headache.
- Countess von Treck: Maria, its silly to have a thought like that.
- Maria - a Student: You mean, it's very silly to express it out loud!
- Mark Preysing: This place isn't a country. It's a Coney Island madhouse! Everything looks like a door, until you try to go through it. Every person looks like a human being, until you try to talk to him. Then something squirts in your eye.
- General Kurt von Kolb: Emmy Ritter? Yes, I remember her. Bad tempered girl. Good legs. Used to be very popular, fifteen or twenty years ago.
- General Kurt von Kolb: You're an unreasonable stubborn child, but, if it amuses you to indulge your curiosity, Emmy Ritter's in a concentration camp and is to be executed Saturday.
- Countess von Treck: Executed?
- General Kurt von Kolb: May we now consider the matter closed.
- Countess von Treck: They're going to kill her? Why?
- General Kurt von Kolb: I didn't say kill her! I said execute.
- Dr. Ditten: When I was a boy, I lived in the country. I never saw a theater or went anywhere. And one day, my father went to the city and brought back a theater program with your photograph on it. I stole it. I kept it hidden in a bureau drawer.
- Emmy Ritter: Many young boys feel in love with me. Oh, many old ones too.
- Dr. Ditten: In the photograph you were dressed as St. Elizabeth, carrying a basket with loaves of bread and in your arms - roses.
- Emmy Ritter: I remember.
- Dr. Ditten: That's why you were important to me. In my hungry, empty world, you promised so much.
- Emmy Ritter: Bread for the hunger and roses for the emptiness. But, now I suppose you have a new picture in your bureau drawer. A new savior of your world. But his arms are full of guns.
- Dr. Ditten: Why not? Power is the only answer!
- Dr. Ditten: Our children will thank us for the world we are making for them!
- Emmy Ritter: Thank you? Thank you for what? For a world filled with a seed of new hates? For a world in ruins? If that's what your new savior can bring, no thank you. I don't want it for myself - or my children! My children...
- Mark Preysing: [Dr. Ditten has revealed he has orchestrated a possible means of escape for Preysing's mother] Why are you doing all this for me?
- Dr. Ditten: My friend, to know the answer, you would have to know my entire life, my parent's lives, the lives of everyone I've ever met. You would have to know every word ever said to me, every word I've ever said. What I've seen, read, thought about. But to put it simply, say that for the moment I'm just like a cat who chews green stuff so as to purge himself of poison.
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