Julius Saxe: Carey I like you. You're a fine director Carey.
Maximillan 'Max' Carey: Alright, what have I done now?
Julius Saxe: Now see I'll tell you. Carey you are slipping. All the time with the "but". All the time you are drunk. No longer do you care whether the scenes are good. No longer do you care whether the scene is being wasted. All the time retakes. All the time over schedule.
Maximillan 'Max' Carey: Alright. Now let's see, who do we get to replace me?
Julius Saxe: Now listen. I'm saying that to you for your own good. You're even losing your memory with this drinking business. You're getting crazy. It's no good. You've got to stop it. Look here, five years ago you were ten years ahead of it and now you're not quite even with it. And what's the answer? Whiskey!
Maximillan 'Max' Carey: You're right. What the picture business needs is white wines and beers!
Julius Saxe: Ahhhhhh!

Gilbert Archer: Come in, Reverend. I've been expecting you.
Matthew Stoker: Were you indeed, Mr. Archer?
Gilbert Archer: Make yourself comfortable. What'll you have, scotch or bourbon?
Matthew Stoker: Bourbon, please. I indulge on rare occasions.
Gilbert Archer: Naturally. Why not? If you consult your Bible, you'll find a verse that prescribes a little wine for your stomach's sake.
Matthew Stoker: Mr. Archer, you're a never-ending source of amazement. And you have a Bible! Now isn't that...
Gilbert Archer: Cozy? Yes. Sit down, sit down, Reverend.
Matthew Stoker: Thank you.
Gilbert Archer: How's Mrs. Stoker, and your choirboy Rausch?
Matthew Stoker: Oh, both very well, thank you. Madame had a previous engagement or she'd have come with me. As for Rausch - well, I thought that on this occasion we could dispense with his impetuosity.
Gilbert Archer: Well, I was sure you'd bring him with you, knowing how stubborn I am to do business with.
Matthew Stoker: Yes, Mr. Archer, but this time I came convinced that you'd be cooperative.
Gilbert Archer: You did?
Matthew Stoker: Of course, my dear boy. It came to me in a revelation.
Gilbert Archer: I don't know where you bought the revelation, Reverend, but you've been gypped.

Darios: [after seeing a court servant die from drinking poison] Somehow I've lost my desire for wine.
[he pours his wine out onto the floor]

Lot: I didn't come here to be drowned in wine and smothered in cushions.

Spats Colombo: [when his speakeasy is raided] What's the rap this time?
Mulligan: Embalming people with coffee - 86 proof.

Helen St. James: We're both trying, Don. You're trying not to drink, and I'm trying not to love you.

[Nat moves to wipe away the circle of whisky from Don Birnam's glass]
Don Birnam: Don't wipe it away, Nat. Let me have my little vicious circle. You know, the circle is the perfect geometric figure. No end, no beginning.

Jamie: I always sample a bottle of wine before I buy it. Let's have a sip, see if you're worth taking along.

Jamie: You're not going to leave me in Jamaica?
Lady Margaret Denby: That I don't know. I always sample a bottle of wine before I buy it. Come on, let's have a sip... see if you're worth taking along... (they kiss)

Mary: Bread... that this house may never know hunger.
[Mary hands a loaf of bread to Mrs. Martini]
Mary: Salt... that life may always have flavor.
[Mary hands a box of salt to Mrs. Martini]
George Bailey: And wine... that joy and prosperity may reign forever. Enter the Martini Castle.
[George hands Mr. Martini a bottle of wine]