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[approaching Ben Knox's beach shanty
] Mac MacIntyre
: Where's the door here? Gordon Urquhart
: There is no door. Just knock on the window. Mac MacIntyre
: How do you do business with a man who has no door? Victor
: The ethics are just the same.
: [acting as bartender
] I want you to try this Scotch. It's 42 years old. MacIntyre
: Old enough to be out on its own.
: How are things? I heard about the ceilidh. Gordon Urquhart
: Oh, we've lots to tell you. We've been invaded by America. We're all gonna be rich. Victor
: Really? Gordon Urquhart
: We won't have anywhere to call home, but we'll be stinkin' rich.
: [bouncing on his bed
] Oh boy, are we going to be rich!
: I'll get the food. Victor
: Bring some brandy back with you Gordon, I'm dying.
: [looks first at Ben walking home and then looks at the crowd staring at him
] Let's walk him home.
: [both men are drunk
] Would you leave Stella here with me? Gordon Urquhart
: Sure I will. MacIntyre
: You're a good guy, Gordon.
: How's the casserole de lapin? MacIntyre
: Excellent. Urquhart
: Terrific. Thank you. Oldsen
: [thinking a moment
] Lapin? That's rabbit. MacIntyre
: Is this my rabbit? Oldsen
: Harry! MacIntyre
: Trudy! Urquhart
: We don't allow animals in the bedrooms, I should have told you sooner.
: [not realizing that the innkeeper is Urquhart
] We have to talk to a Mr Urquhart, an accountant. Can you tell me where we might find him? Urquhart
: Indeed, yes. He has an office next door, to the left, on the first floor. I know for a fact that he'll be there in about 15 minutes.