John Barrymore: Georges 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.
Eve Peabody : When I married, I didn't realize that in the Czerny family there was a streak of... shall we say, eccentricity? And yet, I had warning. Why else should his grandfather have sent me, as an engagement present, one roller skate - covered with Thousand Island dressing?
Jacques Picot : [Shocked] What?
Georges Flammarion : Of course, of course I'd forgotten! The Czerny's are all like that. You know, I met an old aunt - the Countess Antonia. I thought she was an Indian. It turned out, that she used paprika instead of face powder.
Eve Peabody : [Pretending to talk to her fictitious mother-in-law in Budapest] Oh, yes, mama. How's Francie? What did the doctor say? Oh, good. The baby's temperature has gone down. The spots have practically disappeared. What did you say, mother? It isn't measles at all.
Georges Flammarion : [Pretending to be Tibor's mother] No, dear. It's just a plain case of alcohol poisoning. The baby must have had one high ball too many.
Eve Peabody : Oh!
Georges Flammarion : She was out all night. We picked her up in the gutter.
Eve Peabody : [Warm laughter] Oh ho ho! How cute of her. Oh, she loves it so.