- Delphine De Janville: Well you certainly didn't have to be somebody who got involved in a hidden tomb and murder. We don't do things like that in the Kenniston family, dear.
- Audrey Kenniston: To each his own, Aunt Delphine. You collect husbands, I'll collect tombs and murders.
- Delphine De Janville: That wasn't kind, Audrey. That wasn't kind at all. But speakin' of husbands, I'm leaving Armand, and his chuckers, and his temper. I'm givin' up men. I may never marry again... not for months.
- Suzette: [angrily getting up from their date in he getting a telephone call from another woman who he claims he doesn't know] I never want to see you again, Stuart Bailey. But you have my telephone number, and if I'm not there, you may leave a message with the concierge. Au revoir.
- Stuart Bailey: But wait a minute...
- Suzette: Non, cherie. Suzette will not be a second fiddler to any woman... strange or not!
- Delphine De Janville: It's a miracle you're here in Paris, and I happened to find it out. My dear friend, Sybil Cotode - of the Pasadena Cotodes - always spoke so highly of you after you found her husband in that concrete mixer, even if he was dead.
- Stuart Bailey: Luck was with me.