- Sailor: [Speaking of Richard's profession] Wow, a movie maker.
- Patricia: Oh, well, careful. Richard makes films, not movies. There's a big difference.
- Sailor: What difference is that?
- Patricia: Well, as far as I can tell; movies, people want to see. Films, on the other hand, people need to be talked into seeing.
- Sailor: Huh.
- Patricia: Yup. And Richard makes films.
- Patricia: [an upper Westside sophisticate] We New Yorkers must seem a little strange to you, huh?
- Sailor: [a "hayseed" from Turkey Scratch, AR] : Oh, I think y'all are great... a tad... uh, what's that word? Yeah, a tad provincial, but otherwise I think y'all are first rate.
- Patricia: Wait, wait. Did you just call us provincial?
- Sailor: Uh, yes, ma'am, I guess I did. I don't mean any offense. It's just an observation is all.
- Patricia: That's a little bit of stretch, wouldn't you say?
- Sailor: Why would that be, ma'am?
- Patricia: Well, maybe we're not on the same wavelength when it comes to the definition of provincial.
- Sailor: Jeez, maybe we're not.
- Patricia: Well, when I think of someone as being provincial, I think of them as being small minded - you know, being prejudiced in their views, not being open to differing influences, especially philosophically.
- Sailor: [long pause] Huh! What do you know? That's... that's how I think of provincial, too.
- Patricia: Oh...
- [laugh of recognition]
- Patricia: ...is that right?
- Sailor: I guess it all depends on which side of the pot you're pissin' in, huh, ma'am?
- Patricia: What's the point of getting married if we can't be unattractive to each other?
- Richard: I thought the point of getting married was to placate your father before he died.
- Patricia: No. No, you're forgetting that's the sentimental reason we leak to friends. The real reason is because you can't make money and you knew my family had plenty of it. Ring a bell?
- Patricia: I love children. I think they are indispensable, especially in regard to our need to repopulate the Earth every once in a while.
- Richard: [with admiration] You're so grounded. You think less, you know more. I think more, I know less.
- Patricia: Richard, I swear to God, if I see your thumb go anywhere near your mouth, I'm gonna break it off and eat it right in front of you.