- Dr. Philip Brock: But you don't understand, he is a very exceptional child.
- Harley Rummel: Of course, he's an exceptional child - he's mine.
- Dr. Philip Brock: No. Absolutely not. You have signed a release.
- Harley Rummel: I want my baby. I can't live without him!
- Dr. Philip Brock: Mr. Rummel, don't you want your baby cured?
- Harley Rummel: I want him home.
- Dr. Philip Brock: But you must leave him here - in the interests of science.
- Harley Rummel: Science! Science! what does science know of a father's love? Can it mend a broken heart?
- Dr. Philip Brock: Now you listen to me. Now this child remains here tonight. We've got to photograph him before...
- Harley Rummel: Photograph him! Don't you dare turn a camera on that child. Do you hear? Who gave you the right, who gave you the permission to exploit my son?
- Dr. Philip Brock: No one is exploiting your son. Cinematography is an invaluable tool of medical research.
- Harley Rummel: It's a tool of the devil!
- Dr. Philip Brock: Oh, it's nothing of the sort. It's almost on a par with x-ray when it comes to scientific...
- Harley Rummel: Don't tell me what movies are good for him. Just give me the kid!
- Dr. Philip Brock: No! Absolutely not. You signed a release. The child remains here. You can have him back tomorrow.
- Harley Rummel: Doctor, I will pray on bended-knees for socialized medicine!
- [exits]
- Harley Rummel: .
- Angelo Carelli: Times have changed!
- Harley Rummel: Sex never changes.
- Angelo Carelli: Only in America. In Denmark - it changes.
- Angelo Carelli: Today if I guy wants to see some broads in bikinis, he don't need no mail order movie. He just goes down to the corner supermarket. If he wants real kicks, he goes to an Italian movie.
- Harley Rummel: I will not shoot a nudie film.
- Harley Rummel: You always love my stuff.
- Angelo Carelli: Love is for the bluebirds! Am I in the bluebird business?
- Angelo Carelli: I want something revolutionary. The kind of thing you've never seen in a mail order movie before.
- Harley Rummel: Do the father and the lover have to be the same man?
- Michele O'Brien: [drinking champagne] Is this really 7Up?
- Harley Rummel: Two whole years without a husband. It's insane! You must be *starved* for affection.
- Michele O'Brien: Oh, I'm starved for more than that. You know, those wolves in that building where I was before? They were not the problem. No! The problem was here. Me! You know? Every thing makes me all tingly. And all the time I have to fight myself. And even - even the touch! Even the touch, I...
- Harley Rummel: I have the same problem. Thank God my will is weak.
- Michele O'Brien: [tingly] Are you sure this is 7Up?
- Dr. Philip Brock: You lied! You lied just to tempt me into marrying you.
- Michele O'Brien: Yes, that's true.
- Dr. Philip Brock: On top of that, you're the vilest kind of mother, using your own son for some kind of mail order striptease movies.
- Dr. Philip Brock: You and I merely represent different worlds.
- Mrs. Brock: Which is yours? The Twilight Zone? Listen, if you want to write books about babies, you should have some of your own. Go out and get married. You got a Oedipus Complex or something?
- Michele O'Brien: What is it? What are they doing?
- Dr. Philip Brock: Why, that degenerate! Using my clinic to shoot one of those hoochie coochie films.
- Mrs. Brock: Every other mother thinks no girl is good enough for her son. Me, I've got a son who thinks no girl is good enough for his mother.
- Dr. Philip Brock: Wrong again... I got my eye on a real contender.
- Mrs. Brock: Who?
- Dr. Philip Brock: Oh, a girl I hired last month.
- Mrs. Brock: You going out tonight?
- Dr. Philip Brock: No.
- Mrs. Brock: Can I have the Porsche?
- Dr. Philip Brock: What do you want with the Porsche?
- Mrs. Brock: I like it. It's a sex substitute.
- Dr. Philip Brock: Mother!
- Mrs. Brock: Oh, don't be such a Puritan.
- Dr. Philip Brock: Mother, can you take shorthand.
- Mrs. Brock: No! Can you play "Liebesträume" with your toes?
- Michele O'Brien: I just now finished today's dictation.
- Dr. Philip Brock: Oh, well, then you're all set.
- Dr. Philip Brock: Furthermore, no infant in the throes of toilet training, can be blamed for his fear of a device which swallows up objects with a mighty roar - causing them to disappear into its secret depths.
- Dr. Philip Brock: How do you like that. Here I am, a psychologist and I don't even recognize my own subconscious motivations.
- Michele O'Brien: What to you mean?
- Dr. Philip Brock: Don't you see? It's so obvious. I didn't come here for dictate.
- Angelo Carelli: What are those?
- Pet Shop Customer: Those are fish, madam.
- Angelo Carelli: Do they glow in the dark?
- Pet Shop Customer: If you like.
- Angelo Carelli: You mean you don't know? You don't know who you are? You are the Inga-mar Bergman of the mail order films.