Ted Barclay: That was sent to Lilly LaRue for her strip tease act at the Body Shop.
Ted Barclay: You've seen this dress?
Maggie Scott: Yes. It's a Fontaine creation. I think it's a very exciting dress.
Ted Barclay: A very exciting dress. There's no way of keeping it up. Even with all of Eunice's - agile equipment.
Eunice, fashion model: [wearing a strapless dress] I can't even shake hands.
Herb Stone: Tell me, how did you do it?
Maggie Scott: Do what?
Herb Stone: Hook the last of the fun loving bachelors, Ted Barclay.
Maggie Scott: Ted Barclay is still a fun loving bachelor.
Herb Stone: Yeah. No, in name only. His voice quivered with concern when he spoke about you. Oh, I mean, You're a very pretty girl. You've got a nice figure. Good teeth. But, Ted Barclay has closets full of 'em. What'd you do? Did you play your cards very close to the chest?
Marc Fontaine: Who are you?
Maggie Scott: I'm Maggie Scott. I'm Irene's replacement.
Marc Fontaine: Oh!
Maggie Scott: What do you mean: oh?
Marc Fontaine: Just that you're a very attractive and lovely girl, for such an important job.
Maggie Scott: It doesn't make any difference what a buyer looks like.
Marc Fontaine: It helps.
Marc Fontaine: [sarcastically] Paris the den of all evil.
Maggie Scott: Well, it's true isn't it? Everybody thinks so.
Marc Fontaine: Not everybody, you do. Miss Scott. There is no safer city in the world than Paris, if you want it that way. I'm sorry to disappoint you; but, the wild Paris by night died 50 years ago with the Can-Can. It's just one big cliché.
Roger Barclay: In less than 24 hours, this child has destroyed all of Irene's back-breaking work!
Marc Fontaine: I believe the woman enters the room first - then, the gown. Most designers would like to forget the women.
Maggie Scott: Well, are you just going to talk about me or are you interested in some - action?
Ted Barclay: Miss Scott, are you bucking for sainthood?
Maggie Scott: Moi? No, I'm just an average American girl. I have the foolish idea that I'd like to settle down in the suburbs with a man I love and have children - and maybe even have a station wagon and two of those large dogs with hair in front of their eyes. I'm sure you think that's square, Mr. Barclay.
Ted Barclay: That's square.
Irene Chase: Maggie, there's one other thing I think you should know - about Marc Fontaine.
Maggie Scott: I'll handle with kid gloves.
Irene Chase: Dear, please be serious. For five years, Mark and I had a very - close relationship.
Maggie Scott: Irene, tell me what to do and I'll do it. I'll mother him. I'll feed him.
Irene Chase: I'm not talking about feeding him! Darling, you just don't understand. You see, Marc Fontaine needs a very - special kind of attention.
Maggie Scott: What special kind of attention?
Ted Barclay: Maggie Scott you've done a dangerous thing to me. Because of you I've developed a strange fascination for girls that say: no.
Herb Stone: [on the phone] Yeah, I'd be delighted to take care of any girlfriend of yours.
Ted Barclay: I just want you to keep an eye on her and, well, she's never been to Paris before...
Herb Stone: Yeah, I'm not the guy to protect any girl. I've been on the other side of the fence too long. Yeah.
Ted Barclay: Just keep her away from the people and places we know. She'll be fine.
Roger Barclay: How do I know what happened? We sent over an inexperienced girl, whose only qualification was a good figure.
Mongo Santamaria: Now, everybody do - a pussycat.
Herb Stone: Let's go to some quiet, intimate little place we can get lost to - even if its just a phone booth!
Marc Fontaine: Do you know what you want, Maggie? You want a thrilling evening - of almosts. Almost romance. Almost love. Almost sex! Maggie, I told you Paris would give you whatever you were looking for. You've got it. And you've put me in the position of a guide. Very well. Very well. I hope I've given you a proper service, Miss Scott. Now that we've shown you our best imitation of romance, what would you like to see next? The Eiffel Tower? The Arc d'Triumph? Oh, I know! The wax museum. Sex! Lust! Passion! But, not real. Not real, Miss Scott. Just the way you like it. Fake! All in one.
Herb Stone: [on the phone with Yvonne, while Ted drinks] Yvonne, it's for a good friend of mine! Oh, come on. All girls have buddies. Hmm? Five foot eight. Works for NATO. Name's Renee. Yeah, dark and willowy. Capable of saying "yes" in five languages.
Ted Barclay: Too tall.
Herb Stone: No. No, it doesn't spark him. Can you come up with somebody a little less - a little less intellectual. Yeah! Paulette. Paulette hostess for Air France. Held prisoner by the Algerians for three months - after the armistice. Blonde. Five two.
Ted Barclay: Too short.
Herb Stone: No. That still doesn't do it. You wanna look - well, see, he's - he's very depressed. Can you come up with something special. Something - oh, now. Oh, yeah, yeah. yeah. Yeah! Palais Bourges. Palais Bourges front row. Monique. Excellent stand-out. Measurements? 42-24-31.
Ted Barclay: Too scrawny.
Herb Stone: Ted, my boy, you're not alone. You're just one of the many hapless victims of the new double-standard. Any American girl today has two completely different sets of morals. When she's - could you bring your eyes into focus? It'll give me the feeling I'm getting through. Back in the States, a girl, like Maggie, watches every step but she has her mind on just one thing, a wedding ring. Well, here in Paris, she has no chance of getting married so she lets her hair down. She does all the things she's always wanted to do. Plus, a few things that uh, she never thought of. Is that - clear?
Ted Barclay: Monsieur Fontaine does not realize that you're really a swinger with a talent for moonlighting.
Maggie Scott: I'm having such a wonderful time. You're very sweet.
Herb Stone: I haven't even turned it on yet.
Maggie Scott: Are you trying to seduce me?
Herb Stone: Whatever gave you that idea?
Maggie Scott: Because I don't want you to. I want to seduce you. The girl is wild. She's got to work it.
Herb Stone: I'm putty in your hands.
Maggie Scott: It's a perfect view of Paris. If the whiskey doesn't get you, the scenery will!
Maggie Scott: It's fun when you don't have to be a nice girl.
Irene Chase: I may not have always lead the most moral of lives; but, I always knew what bedroom I woke up in!
Herb Stone: He's one of the few friends I have that I like.
Marc Fontaine: Are you out to destroy all designers in Paris or is this something you reserved especially for me?