Regina Giddens: I was lonely when I was young. Not in the way people usually mean. I was lonely for all the things I wasn't gonna get.

Regina Giddens: I'm lucky, Horace. I've always been lucky... I'll be lucky again.

Regina Giddens: Why, Alexandra! You have spirit after all. I used to think you were all sugar water.

Regina Giddens: You're a good loser, Ben. I like that.
Ben Hubbard: Well, I say to myself, what's the good? You and I aren't like Oscar. We're not sour people. I think that comes from a good digestion.
[Regina giggles]
Ben Hubbard: Until one loses today, and wins tomorrow. I say to myself, years of planning, and I get what I want. And then I don't get it... But I'm not discouraged. The world's open for people like you and me. There's thousands of us all over the world. We'll own the country some day. They won't try to stop us. We'll get along.
Regina Giddens: [Amused] I think so.

Horace Giddens: Maybe it's easy for the dying to be honest. I'm sick of you, sick of this house, sick of my unhappy life with you. I'm sick of your brothers and their dirty tricks to make a dime. There must be better ways of getting rich than building sweatshops and pounding the bones of the town to make dividends for you to spend. You'll wreck the town, you and your brothers. You'll wreck the country, you and your kind, if they let you. But not me, I'll die my own way, and I'll do it without making the world worse. I leave that to you.