Rope of Sand

Suzanne Renaud:
Of course, if you're a man of principle...

Fred Martingale:
I take it you're quite experienced.

Suzanne Renaud:
The German is brittle. The Frenchman cries l'amour! The American is hoping for the cavalry to come.

Fred Martingale:
And what do Englishmen do?

Suzanne Renaud:
They pay.

Suzanne Renaud:
Now do you want to kiss me?

Fred Martingale:
N - no, I think not. You'd better keep your kisses for emergencies.

Toady:
Consider the diamond itself for instance. Carbon, soot, chemically speaking. And yet the hardest of all matters. So hard, in fact, that whatever it touches must suffer: glass, steel, the human soul.

Toady:
I am here, free as the wind, fountain of extraordinary knowledge, splendidly corrupt and eager to be of profitable service.

Fred Martingale:
I'm being constantly disillusioned. Has money completely lost its power? Is everyone motivated now by love?

Mike Davis:
If you ever tried to get away from me, I'd follow you 'til I wore the earth smooth.