Jerry Mulligan:
Back home everyone said I didn't have any talent. They might be saying the same thing over here but it sounds better in French.

Adam Cook:
I'm a concert pianist. That's a pretentious way of saying I'm... unemployed at the moment.

Jerry Mulligan:
That's... quite a dress you almost have on.

Milo Roberts:
Thanks.

Jerry Mulligan:
What holds it up?

Milo Roberts:
Modesty.

Adam Cook:
It's not a pretty face, I grant you, but underneath its flabby exterior is an enormous lack of character.

Henri Baurel:
You only find the right one once.

Adam Cook:
That many times?

Jerry Mulligan:
Where is everyone?

Milo Roberts:
Here.

Jerry Mulligan:
Downstairs?

Milo Roberts:
No, here in this room.

Jerry Mulligan:
What about that extra girl?

Milo Roberts:
That's me.

Jerry Mulligan:
This is Paris, and I'm an American who lives here. My name is Jerry Mulligan, and I'm an ex G.I. In 1945 when the army told me to find my own job, I stayed on. And I'll tell you why: I'm a painter, and all my life that's all I've ever wanted to do.

Lise Bouvier:
Maybe Paris has a way of making people forget.

Jerry Mulligan:
Paris? No. Not this city. It's too real and too beautiful to ever let you forget anything.

Lise Bouvier:
Jerry, don't let me leave you this way.

Jerry Mulligan:
What gets me is, I don't know anything about her. We manage to be together for a few moments and then off she goes. Sometimes we have a wonderful time together and other times it's no fun at all. But I got to be with her.