- Martha Grant: Ah, if it isn't the silver-tongued one himself.
- Sean Callahan: If I could write the beauty of your eyes, and in fresh numbers number all your graces,, the age to come would say "This poet lies. Such heavenly touches ne'er touched Earthly faces."
- Capt. Daniel Gregg: Why do you always blame me for everything?
- Carolyn Muir: Why is there suddenly a sand trap in the middle of a paved road?
- Capt. Daniel Gregg: Interesting question.
- Carolyn Muir: [to the Captain] You're embarrassing me.
- Sean Callahan: [unable to see or hear the Captain] Why? We're alone.
- Carolyn Muir: Well, I...
- Sean Callahan: It's just the two of us.
- Capt. Daniel Gregg: And don't we make a lovely couple?
- [first criticizing her skimpy outfit, the Captain objects to Carolyn's makeup application]
- Capt. Daniel Gregg: No female needs more than a fresh-scrubbed face!
- Carolyn Muir: Captain, if that's all I wore, I WOULD be arrested.
- Sean Callahan: There I was, lost in the Sahara, in an endless sea of sand. When me camel got too tired to carry me, I carried the camel.
- Capt. Daniel Gregg: What a flannel-mouth.
- Carolyn Muir: You are the most aggravating, arrogant, outrageous...
- Capt. Daniel Gregg: ...Fantastic, fabulous, fascinating...
- Carolyn Muir: You certainly don't have a modesty hang-up.