- Rhoda Henry: The best parties you have ever seen. They are the nicest people.
- Fred Fearing: Spending time with the Stollers? Honey, the trouble with you is, you don't know what the hell is going on!
- Rhoda Henry: How dare you say that to me!
- Victor 'Pug' Henry: Hey, what's it all about, Fred?
- Fred Fearing: The Wolf Stollers, Pug. Loveliest people your wife ever met.
- Rhoda Henry: I said the nicest Germans, and they are. I thought broadcasters were supposed to be impartial. You are wildly prejudiced.
- Fred Fearing: Time for you to go home, Rhoda.
- Rhoda Henry: And just what does that mean?
- Fred Fearing: Well, kid, if you think people like the Wolf Stollers are nice, you've got to get back on American chow for a while and The New York Times.
- Rhoda Henry: Oh, well aren't we the nice, clever radio personality? I just know the German people are not monsters with tails and horns. They're just ordinary people, however misguided. Or did some Fräulein climb into your bed with cloven hoofs, dear?
- Victor 'Pug' Henry: It might be easier to navigate in this country, Rhoda, if the bad ones *did* sprout horns and grow hair on the palms of their hands or something.
- Fred Fearing: What Wolf Stoller has on his palms is blood, lots of it. He acts unaware of it. You and Rhoda encourage his color-blindness, Pug, by acting the same way.
- Rhoda Henry: Lords of mercy me! If that isn't the wildest poppycock! Freddie Fearing, *you* are the one who should go home. Merry Christmas!
- Chargé Reese Claremont: Now Fred, it's Pug's job to socialize with people like Stoller. I propose a moratorium tonight on discussing Germans.
- Rhoda Henry: I agree!
- Fred Fearing: [standing up to leave] Pug Henry, I like you. I guess I'll go for a walk.