Joe Ellis: Get in.
Eric Stanton: I'm not going.
Professor Madley: Not going? What's wrong?
Eric Stanton: Nothing. You go ahead. I'll meet you.
Professor Madley: But Eric - we need you for the advance publicity. San Francisco's a tough town on spooks.
Joe Ellis: Come on! hit 'em like the earthquake!
Eric Stanton: When I feel like it. I made it clear to you when I took this job. You can't tie me down. Cramps my style. I always work best when a certain feeling comes over me, and right now I haven't got it.
Joe Ellis: [under his breath] Genius!
Professor Madley: Eric my boy, you're an artist. You have my sympathy. And a bus ticket on the firm.

Eric Stanton: Twenty-one, the Stork Club, that's where you belong - smothered in mink!
Stella: And do you see me with a ring on my finger? Someone to give me a home?

June Mills: [last lines, June is sitting in a car outside the diner] Eric.
[Eric looks over to June, she motions him to get into the car, he does]
June Mills: Where to?
Eric Stanton: [Eric nestles up to his wife] Home.
[They drive off into the night]

June Mills: I need you, Eric.
Eric Stanton: [sarcastically] You need me, right.
June Mills: You're my husband, and I'm your wife.
Eric Stanton: Right out of a book, again.
June Mills: Yes, out of a book: "We were born to tread the earth as angels, to seek out heaven this side of the sky. But they who race above shall stumble in the dark, and fall from grace."
Eric Stanton: Go on. Sounds good.
June Mills: "Then love alone can make the fallen angel rise. For only two together can enter Paradise."

Mark Judd: [Walking over to Stella] I knew you'd come back Stella.
Stella: [looks at him from her chair in disdain, rubbing her sore feet] Okay.

[repeated line]
Mark Judd: You gave her the watch.