- Christian Biton: It's good being rich, huh?
- Monica Scotti: Ah, not all good. You never know who your friends are.
- Monica Scotti: Where did you go this morning?
- Christian Biton: Skiing! Where else?
- Monica Scotti: At six in the morning? When I am here.
- [points to the bed]
- Christian Biton: It's the best time. The snow is fresh and can do it. I made it from the top in four minutes and ten seconds.
- Christian Biton: How many millions would you say your father has?
- Monica Scotti: In lira? In francs? Or, in dollars?
- Christian Biton: What's the difference? A million of anything is plenty.
- Christian Biton: That's the rub. What a fantastic thing it could have been. Something to remember all your life. I wonder if just doing it wasn't more important than the money.
- Monica Scotti: You know how long I waited? Rolling back and forth to keep both sides of the bed warm.
- Christian Biton: [feels the bed] It's still warm.
- Monica Scotti: Why did you wait until now!
- Christian Biton: Just to see if I could get you into my criminal fantasies.
- Monica Scotti: Yes. You could.
- Lorraine Borman: I have very strong thighs. Will that help?
- Bob Skinner: It could.
- Lorraine Borman: Here, feel them.
- Bob Skinner: Pretty tight, all right.
- Lorraine Borman: I told you. I'm firm all over.
- Bob Skinner: Is that a fact?
- Lorraine Borman: I hate flabby bodies, don't you?
- Bob Skinner: Yeah.
- Lorraine Borman: You look pretty sold.
- Bob Skinner: I'm hard as a rock. You should feel my pecs some time.
- Lorraine Borman: Oh, I'd love that.
- Ski Lodge Manager: I hope your journey was a pleasant one.
- Enrico Dolphi: Thank you. As good as can be expected with a road that *twists* like a nervous eel.