Illicit

[Last lines]

Richard 'Dick' Ives II:
No more theories then?

Anne Vincent Ives:
What have theories to do with love?

Richard 'Dick' Ives II:
Dad, what would you do with a girl like that?

Richard Ives Sr.:
I'd grab her any way she'd have me.

Anne Vincent Ives:
Why Georgie, you look a little emaciated!

George Evans:
[Inebriated] Well, I was just emaciated into the Elks Saturday night.

Richard 'Dick' Ives II:
You look exactly like a peasant.

Anne Vincent Ives:
I am a peasant. There's no neurotic blood in me.

Anne Vincent Ives:
Go on, Don Juan, tell me about yourself.

Richard 'Dick' Ives II:
Well, there have been women who wanted to park their heads on this manly bosom.

Anne Vincent Ives:
At how much an hour?

Richard 'Dick' Ives II:
I'm bright and snappy in the morning.

Anne Vincent Ives:
And we're both a riot in our underwear!

Anne Vincent Ives:
[Lying on the couch] I'm greedy of our happiness. I want to hold on to it as long as I can.

Richard 'Dick' Ives II:
You know, Ann, sometimes this taking you home in the middle of the night, all the lying and pussyfooting... I...

Anne Vincent Ives:
[Playfully] Don't say you don't like the pussyfooting! I love it!

[She lifts her legs up, throws her arms around him, and giggles]

Anne Vincent Ives:
Nearly every girl I know, Mr. Ives, is either unhappily married or happily divorced, and I've simply come to the conclusion that marriage is disastrous to love. There's so much about it that's all wrong - the awful possession that people exert over each other, the intimacy, and the duties. I don't know... but love can't stand the strain, that's all.

George Evans:
[Drunkenly] Who-whosever's coming with me better hurry. I got to get down to the Rotary Club and speak on better ventilation for birdcages.

Anne Vincent Ives:
What's new in the world of slander?

Helen 'Duckie' Childers:
Innumerable things. Innumerable.

Richard 'Dick' Ives II:
Anne, sometimes I don't understand you.

Anne Vincent Ives:
I understand you... very well.

George Evans:
Will someone please notice me and ask me some questions.

Price Baines:
I'm heartbroken.

Anne Vincent Ives:
A broken heart doesn't seem to go to that smile somehow.

George Evans:
Oh, if it isn't Anne. O-o, dirty Anne. Dick, you know Anne.

Anne Vincent Ives:
Oh, poor ole Georgie, he's all hot and bothered, isn't he. But, don't you worry, Georgie, you didn't put your foot in it. Because, Dick was weekending with a dazzling brunette. At least, I hope I dazzled. I did, didn't I, Dick?

Richard Ives Sr.:
You're not the kind of girl to get away with this sort of thing. Oh, I have no doubt there are many relationships of this kind. But, the successful ones, marry sooner or later. You can't lick the marriage institution.

Anne Vincent Ives:
Well, you don't give me very much choice, do you? Looks like I'll either have to pick you up or lay you down.

Anne Vincent Ives:
Better take me while you can get me.

Anne Vincent Ives:
Now, if that's all I were afraid of, I wouldn't be worried. Because, as a matter of fact, I'm not at all bad in my shimmy.

Helen 'Duckie' Childers:
Anne Vincent, don't tell you're so old fashioned you wear a... under garments.

Anne Vincent Ives:
We used to be gay and young together. Now, we're only gay when we're around other people.

Anne Vincent Ives:
Monsieur, champagne! Quick! Tout de Suite!

Richard 'Dick' Ives II:
Lafayette, he come.

Anne Vincent Ives:
[Playfully pouting, with a pretend French accent] Oh, you are so naughty! Why you make so free with FiFi, heh?

Anne Vincent Ives:
[Picks up phone] Vanderbilt One Seven Hundred. Thank you. Hello, Harvard Club. Richard Ives. Mrs. Ives. Hello, Dick! Hello, darling. How are you? Oh, nothing. Just lolling around, reading. What have you been doing? Oh, I'm sorry. I hope I didn't interrupt you? No, it isn't alright. You go right back to your game. No, I didn't want anything, really, Dick.

Margie True:
That was a stall and you know it. I came here for Dick's sake.

Anne Vincent Ives:
For Dick's sake!