Exodus

[first lines]

Cypriot guide:
The island of Cyprus, madame. World famous for beauty, and long, tragic history. Been conquered many times, conquered by Phoenicians, Assyrians, Persians, Macedonians; also conquered by Greeks, Romans, Byzantines, Turks. Purchased from Turkey by your esteemed self, the British Empire. All Cyprus most wanted the British.

Kitty Fremont:
[correcting him] I'm an American.

Cypriot guide:
Fond of Americans, also; we Cypriots are fond of everybody.

[last lines]

Ari Ben Canaan:
Taha, old friend, and very dear brother; Karen, child of light... and daughter of Israel: Shalom.

Barak Ben Canaan:
God, don't let my brother die at the end of a British rope.

Dov Landau:
[explaining to the leaders of the Irgun how he survived Auschwitz] The Germans used me -- like you would use a woman.

[Jewish Ari Ben Canaan is masquerading as a gentile British officer named Bowen]

Maj. Caldwell:
[about Jews] They look funny too. I can spot one a mile away.

Ari Ben Canaan:
[pointing at his eye] Would you mind looking into my eye, sir? It feels like a cinder.

Maj. Caldwell:
Yes, certainly.

[Caldwell looks into Ben Canaan's eye]

Maj. Caldwell:
You know, a lot of them try to hide under gentile names, but one look at their face, you just know.

Ari Ben Canaan:
With a little experience, you can even smell them out.

Maj. Caldwell:
I'm sorry Bowen, I can't find a thing.

Karen Johansson:
Dov, you're always fighting and you're always in a place where you might get killed. If anything happened to you before I could tell you how much I love you I just wouldn't want to live anymore. Please love me Dov. I'm not afraid, honest I'm not.

Ari Ben Canaan:
A year is a long time in the life of a pretty woman. Have you found another man?

Kitty Fremont:
Nothing serious.

Ari Ben Canaan:
Why not?

Kitty Fremont:
Many reasons. One is that my husband's work took up his whole life and I presume that's good or at least most men seem to think so. But I think that a man whose work is his whole life is only half a man.

Ari Ben Canaan:
And you want a whole one?

Kitty Fremont:
Exactly. The other half of his life must be a woman, what else?

Kitty Fremont:
[to Ari, discussing Jewish history in Jezreel] Can't you understand that you make me feel like a Presbyterian when you can't, just for a minute or two, forget that you're a Jew?

Akiva Ben Canaan:
In this fatal optimism, you are Haganah. In methodology you are Irgun. But in your heart, you are Israel.

Maj. Caldwell:
We're really up to our necks in Jews, sir.

Mandria:
They're Cypriots. They would like to see the Britons in Britain, the Jews in Palestine and the Cypriots in Cyprus. Not, mind you, that I am anti-British. If I must have a master the British are by far the best. The problem my dear friends is why have a master at all?