- Felix Guignol: You seem very positive.
- Mr. Aramescu: I have faith.
- Felix Guignol: In that case, accept my condolences.
- Felix Guignol: How much progress have you made with Miss Vasarri?
- Sam Conride: Well, either she's extremely naïve, or, what is worse, she's just plain honest.
- Felix Guignol: Dear boy, when you ask for money, you're appealing to the most unresponsive side of my nature.
- Felix Guignol: Don't be so unhappy. Marriage is a lottery. You may be getting a prize.
- Sam Conride: Well, if it's a lottery, there ought to be a law against it.
- Anton: Do you think deep down he loves her?
- Felix Guignol: Dear boy, love is something that takes place before marriage, not during, and never after. For proof, ask any of my four ex-wives.
- Felix Guignol: There are only two kinds of people: the impractical and the practical. And you cannot do business with the impractical. The best thing to do is to stay away from them. They confuse faith and ethics for business.
- Sam Conride: Have you got a faith, Felix?
- Felix Guignol: Certainly, my faith is that nothing is worth believing in. My faith is faithlessness, and so is yours. If we give that up, what are we going to live by? Man has to believe in something, even if it's nothing.
- Sam Conride: Did you ever do something for anybody? I mean, without getting paid for it?
- Mr. Aramescu: Once I had such an impulse - but I managed to overcome it. After all, why should I be a hypocrite?
- Felix Guignol: So, the painting is burned, eh?
- Sam Conride: Well, it was either save the painting or my life.
- Felix Guignol: But there're so many lives in this tortured world and so few clients willing to pay nearly $100,000. Here you are alive and so much money is dead. I'm in deep mourning.
- Sam Conride: The paintings gone. Burnt.
- Felix Guignol: What do you mean burned?
- Sam Conride: The boat accidentally caught fire. I was lucky to escape with my life.
- Mr. Aramescu: Luck? You call it luck if it destroys a masterpiece? Such an imbecile! Idiot!
- Sam Conride: Felix, you can trust me, don't you.
- Felix Guignol: If I trust you as much as you trust me, the truth would melt in our mouths.
- Mr. Aramescu: Why don't you trust me, Mr. Conride?
- Sam Conride: Don't you want to make me rich?
- Mr. Aramescu: Yes!
- Sam Conride: And happy? That's why I don't trust you.
- Sam Conride: Why do you paint? For art's sake or for money?
- Anna Vasarri: My paintings are for sale. Mine. Not copies or imitations. But, mine. My paintings, not me.
- Sam Conride: You're very attractive to be an artist. You're also rather young to be a genius.
- Anna Vasarri: And you are a little old to be so rude.
- Sam Conride: We can get Alfredo to do the imitations.
- Felix Guignol: He's in jail in New York.
- Sam Conride: There's Max. He paints in the Renaissance style.
- Felix Guignol: Oh, Max, has turned honest. He's starving to death.
- Sam Conride: I'll send him a cable.
- Felix Guignol: If I can help it, I never do business with honest people.
- Felix Guignol: Accept my apology.
- Sam Conride: What did you do to me now?
- Felix Guignol: I still don't know who did what to whom.
- Sam Conride: The cheapest thing in Africa is life.
- Anna Vasarri: What is the most expensive thing?
- Sam Conride: Honor.
- Felix Guignol: What a coincidence.
- Sam Conride: Yes, isn't it. I was looking for you and you were looking for me and we meet. Coincidence.
- Felix Guignol: Shall I have a good talk with her?
- Sam Conride: Oh, no. The better she knows you, the less she'll trust me.
- Felix Guignol: No need to be alarmed, my dear. You're very young, very talented, and very lovely. And I'm sorry to have interrupted your work. Politics, business and art bring together strange bedfellows. Au revoir.
- Sam Conride: You think I'd try to fool you?
- Mr. R.F. Hawkley: You would, you have, and you'd try again.
- Sam Conride: Since when do you need someone else to back up your opinion of a painting?
- Mr. R.F. Hawkley: Since people like you started selling them.
- Felix Guignol: Sam, hold onto her. No matter how you do it, promise her anything. As a last resort you can even promise her more money. But, only as a last resort.
- Anna Vasarri: Oh, Sam, you are like a child. You think to sell my painting? A poor imitation. But, you cannot. You might as well try to sell a fake Tower of Pisa.
- Sam Conride: I have tried.
- Anna Vasarri: How can you use somebody you love?
- Sam Conride: If you can't use those you love, who can you use?
- Sam Conride: He doesn't know the painting is a fake. What's he lose? You can't smell a rose with somebody else's nose.
- Mr. Aramescu: You don't understand. How can you? To you the painting means only money. To me, possessing it is the exact ecstatic moment of love! To possess something that no one else can have.
- Mr. Aramescu: How did you know?
- Sam Conride: I have three extra senses: caution, suspicion, and distrust.
- Anna Vasarri: You believe in nothing. Not in me, or us, or even yourself. You do not change. *I* do not change.
- [last lines]
- [as Sam and Anna walk away arm-in-arm, Charles racks his gun aims at their backs. But Felix snatches the gun away and says...]
- Felix Guignol: It's no use. I'm afraid we've lost him---and he had such a wonderfully crooked soul. Oh, well.
- Felix Guignol: Dear boy, the world as we know is populated with all sorts of lunatics. Now, take the ancient Christians. They were ready to be eaten by lions and were. There are only two kinds of people: the impractical and the practical. And you cannot do business with the impractical. The best thing to do is to stay away from them. The confuse faith and ethics with business.
- Sam Conride: Have you got a faith, Felix?
- Felix Guignol: Certainly. My faith is that nothing is worth believing in. My faith is faithlessness.
- Felix Guignol: My experience is that you can never trust people who are in love, especially women - extremely unpredictable, very impractical. Very.