Dr. Nicholas Agi: I never dared to think that you could give your love to me. But can you blame me now if I want to - - if I want to take you and carry you off into the darkness out there? Close your eyes.


--Louis Jourdan (as Dr. Nicholas Agi) in The Swan

Gaston Lachaille: [Gaston speculates on the unfaithfulness of his mistress Liane] She's so gay tonight / She's like spring tonight / She's a rollicking, frolicking thing tonight / So disarming, soft and charming / She is not thinking of me / No, she's not thinking of me! In her eyes tonight / There's a glow tonight / They're so bright they could light Fountainbleu tonight / She's so gracious, so vivacious / She is not thinking of me! Bless her little heart / Crooked to the core / Acting out a part / What a rollicking, frolicking bore! She's such fun tonight / She's a treat tonight / You could spread her on bread, she's so sweet tonight / So devoted, sugar-coated / That it's heart-warming to see / Oh, she's simmering with love / Oh, she's shimmering with love / Oh, she's not thinking of me! She is not thinking of me! / Someone has set her on fire / Is it Jacques? Is it Paul or Leon? / Who's turning her furnace up higher? / Oh she's hot, but it's not for Gaston! Oh, she's gay tonight / Oh, so gay tonight / A gigantic, romantic cliché tonight / How she blushes, how she gushes / How she fills me with ennui! / She's so ooh-la-la-la-la, so UNTRUE-la-la-la-la / Oh, she's not thinking of me!


--Louis Jourdan (as Gaston Lachaille) in Gigi

Gaston Lachaille: [singing] Oh Gigi! While you were trembling on the brink was I out yonder somewhere blinking at a star? / Oh Gigi! Have I been standing up too close or back too far? / When did your sparkle turn to fire, / And your warmth become desire? / Oh what miracle has made you the way you are? Gigi! Gigi! Gigi! Oh no! I was mad not to have seen the change in you! Oh, Gigi!


--Louis Jourdan (as Gaston Lachaille) in Gigi

Gaston Lachaille: [singing] She's a babe! / Just a babe! / Still cavorting in her crib / Eating breakfast with a bib / with her baby teeth / and all her baby curls! / She's a tot! / Just a tot! / Good for bouncing on your knee! / I am positive that she / doesn't even know that boys aren't girls! / She's a snip! / Just a snip! / Making dreadful baby noise, / having fun with all her toys! / Just a chickadee who needs a mother hen! / She's a cub, a papoose! / You could never turn her loose! / She's too infantile to take her from her pen! / Of course, that weekend in Trouville, / in spite of all her youthful zeal, / she was exceedingly polite / and on the whole a sheer delight. / And if it wasn't joy galore, / at least not once was she a bore, / that I recall. / No, not at all... / Ah, she's a child! / A silly child! / Adolescent to her toes / and good Heaven how it shows / Sticky thumbs are all the fingers she has got! / She's a child! / A clumsy child! / She's as swollen as a grape / and she doesn't have a shape / where her figure ought to be, / It is not! / Just a child! / A growing child / that's so backward for her years, / if a boy her age appears / I am certain he will never call again! / She's a scamp and a brat, / doesn't know where she is at, / unequipped and undesirable to men! / Of course, I must confess / that in that brand new little dress, / she looked surprisingly mature / and had a definite allure. / It was a shock in fact to me, / the most amazing shock to see / the way it clung / on one, so young! / She's a girl, / a little girl! / Getting older, it is true, / which is what they always do / till that unexpected hour / when they blossom like a flower! Oh, no! Oh, no! But... but... there's sweeter music when she speaks, isn't there? / Could I be wrong? Could it be so? / Oh where, oh where did Gigi go? / Gigi! Am I a fool without a mind or have I merely been too blind to realize? / Oh Gigi! Why you've been growing up before my very eyes / Gigi! You're not at all that funny, awkward little girl, I knew / oh no! Overnight there's been a breathless change in you...


--Louis Jourdan (as Gaston Lachaille) in Gigi

Richard Stuart: Elizabeth, do we like to dance?


--Louis Jourdan (as ) in Run a Crooked Mile

Richard Stuart: I've decided I don't like Tony Sutton - or his friends. Is that all he did? Go to parties and play polo?
Elizabeth Sutton: Well, he didn't have to do anything else, he was rich.
Richard Stuart: A rich playboy... polo, skiing in St. Maritz, cruising the Mediterranean with the jet set. What a life! A whole world coming apart at the seams, and all Tony Sutton can do is bounce about like a rubber ball.


--Louis Jourdan (as ) in Run a Crooked Mile

Richard Stuart: Ralph, all these years you've been a secret romantic, and you've never told me. But then of course we never really knew each other. Did we?


--Louis Jourdan (as ) in Run a Crooked Mile

Richard Stuart: What are you up to?
Elizabeth Sutton: I'm packing, I'm going with you.
Richard Stuart: Absolutely not.
Elizabeth Sutton: But I'm in just as much danger here as I would be in London. By now they've got to realize that I know who you are!
Richard Stuart: I don't care. You are not going with me; that's final.
[Next scene finds them on the plane together]


--Louis Jourdan (as ) in Run a Crooked Mile

Richard Stuart: What is it?
Brandon: Sir, there's an inspector Huntington from Scotland Yard, waiting for you in your study.
Richard Stuart: Ahha, Scotland Yard, that's very interesting, thank you Brandon.
Brandon: Sir?
Richard Stuart: Yes?
Brandon: Are you guilty, or not guilty?
Richard Stuart: Guilty, of course. I chopped her up in little pieces and mailed them.


--Louis Jourdan (as ) in Run a Crooked Mile

Richard Stuart: What is this about a club?
Elizabeth Sutton: Across the lake. There's a garden party tonight.
Richard Stuart: I think we should go.
Elizabeth Sutton: Under these circumstances?
Richard Stuart: Why not? I think it's time to see how my other half lived.


--Louis Jourdan (as ) in Run a Crooked Mile