- Mrs. Mary Dean: Have a good time, darling. Learn a lot and remember what I told you.
- Meg Dean: Keep my hair fluffed out in back?
- Robert Dean: What do you imagine could possibly happen to such a nice girl in South America in less than four weeks?
- Betsy Dean: Pop's pretty bugged, isn't he?
- Robert Dean: I certainly am not - pretty bugged - assuming that means what I think it means. Even if it doesn't - I'm not.
- Robert Dean: She's going there to study the continent of the future, not to become a beachcomber. Let us hope.
- Betsy Dean: Meg snaps her fingers and the rest of us jump. In this family it's always Meg, Meg, Meg.
- Eduardo Barroso: Carlos had a friend, a good friend, also an artist. He married an American girl.
- Carlos Barroso: From Oklahoma City she came. Oh, she was beautiful - just like you.
- Meg Dean: Thank you.
- Carlos Barroso: Thank you! Today he's doing what her family wants. Today he is, painting advertising poses in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma.
- Meg Dean: Carlos!
- Carlos Barroso: Advertising poses!
- Meg Dean: Carlos they're not like that! My family's very nice.
- Mrs. Mary Dean: It's time she had some fun too, Robert.
- Robert Dean: Fun? Is this what she needs to have fun? The adulation of a sex-starved mob?
- Mrs. Mary Dean: She doesn't need it; but she seems to like it.
- Robert Dean: Tell me, are you Brazilian?
- Receptionist: I'm mostly Swedish, a little French, and becoming - Brazilian. Some people think that makes a very interesting combination.
- Robert Dean: A *very* interesting combination.
- Eduardo Barroso: Ah, little baby tomatoes. My favorite.
- Robert Dean: Yes, they are young and tender.
- Eduardo Barroso: Roberto.
- Robert Dean: Eduardo has a taste for the young and tender.
- Betsy Dean: Isn't it funny how modern everything is. I never knew it was so modern down here. Well, I always thought it was, you know, twisty streets, a lot of weirdos sitting around. What I'm trying to say is, South America is really very groovy.
- Robert Dean: What's the matter with his neck?
- Meg Dean: He doesn't like neckties.
- Robert Dean: What is he? Some sort of Brazilian beatnik?
- Meg Dean: Yes. I guess he is.
- Betsy Dean: Leave here now?
- Mrs. Mary Dean: Yes, go down to the desk and ask if there's any mail. Take all the time you need to do it. Demand some mail.
- Betsy Dean: I wonder what cave people did with younger daughters when there was no mail desk to send them off to.
- Robert Dean: Ate them.
- Betsy Dean: You can't go around spanking everybody just because they don't want to get married. Anyway, I do need some more education. Besides, I don't want to give up water skiing yet. We have a water skiing club at home and - it's the only thing I'm really good at in the whole world, frankly.
- Tech Sgt. Paul Gattling: Get over here. Water skiing...
- [grabs Betsy, puts her across his knee, and repeatedly spanks her]
- Betsy Dean: Oh, stop it! Stop it! Stop it!
- Tech Sgt. Paul Gattling: Water skiing this!
- Betsy Dean: Stop it! Stop it! Let go! Stop it! Oh! Stop it.
- [Robert and Mary rush in]
- Betsy Dean: He hit me!
- Tech Sgt. Paul Gattling: [shaking his hand] Oh wee, she's hard!
- Mrs. Mary Dean: Well, I'm glad there's something to show for all those ballet lessons. Would you like some more chocolates?
- Robert Dean: It's bad enough he's trying to marry her. You don't have to reward him for attempted assault!
- Mrs. Mary Dean: Is that bad, trying to marry her?
- Robert Dean: Betsy is a child.
- Tech Sgt. Paul Gattling: She don't neck like no child.
- Carlos Barroso: One is either a full grown person who lives her own life or one is a child who lives her parents' life.
- Betsy Dean: You're getting your strength back?
- Tech Sgt. Paul Gattling: Yeah, and if I get the whole thing back, I may turn you over my knee and spank you.
- [last lines]
- Robert Dean: Well, it's fortunate I'm not an emotional man.
- Mrs. Mary Dean: I know. Ice water in your veins. Mine too.
- Mrs. Mary Dean: We're all grown ups. We cannot live each other's lives. It's one of the said things about life. We keep finding them out.
- Mrs. Mary Dean: When he first saw you, Betsy, he was in good health. Look at him now. Congratulations.
- Betsy Dean: We've really got kind of a hydrogen bomb on the poor squares haven't we?
- Mrs. Mary Dean: Oh, yes, yes. Sure. We're real killers, we are.