| Line | Character |
| For nine years, Mame Dennis Burnside, I have done everything in my power to protect this boy from your idiotic, cockeyed nincompoopery | |
| Exclusively what, restricted to whom? | |
| I lived! | |
| Mame, we're wiped out | |
| Do you know what that silly nephew of yours did Mrs. Burnside. He spoke FRENCH to a waitress at Schraffts. | |
| He's coming here? In the Middle of the Night? God, that moon's bright | |
| I just check...no Duesenberg...Missy Gooch no bring back | |
| I got this recipe from a bartender I met in Havana. You'll never guess the secret ingredient. I'll give you one hint: there's no sugar | |
| We were just playing Fish Family | |
| Now Mrs. Burnside, I hope you don't think of me as a vulture! | |