Harry Van: You can call that sentimental, Mrs. Weber, but that is true.
Irene Fellara: Forgive me, but that is not my name.
Harry Van: Oh. I thought...
Irene Fellara: I know what you thought. Mr. Weber and I are associated in a sort of business way.
Harry Van: I see. Um, business is pretty good, isn't it?

Quillary: While you sit here eating and drinking, their planes dropped fifty thousand kilos of bombs on innocent people. Heavens knows how many were killed; how much of life and beauty is forever destroyed. And you sit here eating and drinking with them, the murderers. It was their planes from the very field down there. Assassins!

Irene Fellara: [last line international version] Look Harry! They've gone away.

Irene Fellara: But I have talked too much about myself. What about you my friend?
Harry Van: Oh, I'm not very interesting. I'm just what I seem to be.

Irene Fellara: Did I ever tell you of my escape from the Soviets?
Achille Weber: You've told me about it at least 11 times and every time it was different.
Irene Fellara: Well, I made several escapes.

Irene Fellara: Good night.
Harry Van: Good night.
Irene Fellara: Thanks for giving me such a good time.
Harry Van: Well, thank you, Irene. I always enjoy seeing a woman eat. Don't forget - brush your teeth carefully, tuck yourself in, and have sweet dreams of Old Russia
[chuckles]

Irene Fellara: Harry, do you know any hymns?

Irene Fellara: Harry, do you realize the whole world has gone to war? The whole world!
Harry Van: I realize it, but don't ask me why. I've stopped trying to figure it out.
Irene Fellara: I know why it is. It's just to kill us - you and me. Because we are the little people. And for us, the deadliest weapons are the most merciful.
Harry Van: Easy...
Irene Fellara: I've never cared before, but now I want to live.
Harry Van: So do I, but if we don't, let's hope we make a fast exit.
Irene Fellara: Then together.
Harry Van: [explosion from a large bomb nearby] Nice try buddy, but you muffed it!

Irene Fellara: Here we are, on a mountain peak in Bedlam. Tonight war is breaking over the world. And all you worry about is whether I am a girl you once casually met in Oma - ha-ha-ha.
Harry Van: Ha-ha-ha. Did I say it was casual?

Irene Fellara: I told you then that I wasn't everybody. It's true; I'm nobody. But I learned it was no use telling the truth to people whose life was a whole lie.