Harry:
People like you, think you are entitled to all the things that you have?

Catherine:
Do you think people like me care so much about things? Maybe people like you shouldn't get close to people like me!

Catherine Ames:
Honestly, Harry. Did you see me in "The Last Rebel"?

Harry Ames:
Yeah.

Catherine Ames:
And you saw me in "The End of Desire"?

Harry Ames:
Yeah.

Catherine Ames:
Then I think you've seen everything there is of me to see.

Harry Ames:
I also remember a movie your husband made. He shot 12 guys with a 6-shot revolver. I ain't gonna argue with that kind of marksmanship.

Harry:
You ever hear of a guy by the name of Lester Ivar?

Catherine:
No.

Harry:
Someone shot him today.

Catherine:
I'm sorry. Was he a friend of yours?

Harry:
Not really...Never heard of him, huh?

Catherine:
No.

Harry:
You're lying.

Catherine:
I can't help but notice how...familiar you've become with everything in this house.

Harry:
You know what I think? (Dumping out drink) I think you're right.

Harry:
I was hoping to talk to Jack.

Catherine:
And here I thought it was my company. Jack took a sedative and went to bed. Something got him terribly upset this afternoon. I had an idea that maybe you might know what happened. (He says nothing) Course not. That's why people hire you, cause you're mute!

Harry:
Where's Mel?

Catherine:
She came home for about twenty minutes then went to work. She's working on a low budget picture. They had a night shoot. She had a very interesting question. She wanted to know why the hell you're still living here.

Harry:
WHat'd you say?

Catherine:
I was mute.

Raymond Hope:
Don't you ever get tired of all the beautiful people, Harry? Doesn't it ever bother you that they do whatever they want because there're people like you and me who'll clean up after them?

Raymond Hope:
Jack Ames couldn't get blood out of a sock with a box of Chlorox. Me, I can get blood out of a sock.

Mel:
I know I've been a pain in the ass.

Harry:
I don't mind. I didn't much like it when you shot me, though.

Mel:
You think you're a member of this family, but you're not. You're just the hired help.

Jack Ames:
Fuck you.

Harry Ross:
Just me? Not the horse I rode in on?

Jack Ames:
Him too.

Catherine:
Still love me?