Mary Astor: Helene Flammarion
Georges Flammarion : The ground has just opened under our feet.
Eve Peabody : Well... and me all set to jump for that tub of butter.
Georges Flammarion : We've landed in something, all right, but it's not butter.
Eve Peabody : Here they come.
Georges Flammarion : I'll stand by you as best I can.
Helene Flammarion : Ladies and gentlemen, may I have a word, please. I want to tell you something which I think will both interest and amuse you. Under our roof tonight, we have, as a guest, a person claiming one of the oldest names in the Almanach de Gotha.
Helene Flammarion : I don't know how many of you are familiar with the Hungarian aristocracy, but let me assure you that in all middle Europe there is no family...
Servant : Baron Tibor Czerny.
[Crowd gasps and mutters loudly]
Stephanie : Well.
Jacques Picot : I'm terribly sorry. It's difficult to concentrate on cards... sometimes.
Eve Peabody : [Referring to Jacques' dislike of Helene's feathered hat] Naturally, when you're worrying about the future of the ostrich plume.
Helene Flammarion : I don't think that's very funny.
Jacques Picot : I do.
Eve Peabody : Well, thanks.
Stephanie : [In Simone's hat shop] Oh, dear! If ever a woman needed a new hat, it is I. I'm being SUED - for fifty thousand francs.
Helene Flammarion : [Shocked] No!
Simone : By whom?
Stephanie : By the Archduchess of Mendola. You know that creature I had thrown out last night? And I thought it was that "Eve Peabody"? Ha! It really WAS the Archduchess of Mendola.
Helene Flammarion : We put you in here.
Tibor Czerny : Oh what a delightful room.
Helene Flammarion : It's the bridal suite of the chateau.
Tibor Czerny : Well, in a way this is very like a honeymoon. Isn't it, darling?
Eve Peabody : [Chuckles uncomfortably] In a way. I feel if I'd been hit on the head with an old shoe.