- Lisa Douglas: [guessing the contents of the letter] Oliver! Maybe you've been drafted!
- Oliver Wendell Douglas: Oh, it's impossible!
- Eb Dawson: No, sir. They're scraping the bottom of the barrel.
- Oliver Wendell Douglas: Look, Eb...
- Eb Dawson: Of World War I!
- Lisa Douglas: I remember when we lived in Hungary, my father got a special delivery letter telling him he was no longer the king.
- Oliver Wendell Douglas: Your father wasn't the king!
- Lisa Douglas: Not after he got that letter, he wasn't. We had to move out of the palace and he got a job as a waiter in an Italian restaurant. He had to go to school at night to learn a new accent.