Sadie Thompson: Oh, no Mr. Davidson. Your God and me could never be shipmates. And the next time you talk to him you can tell him this for me, that Sadie Thompson is on her way to Hell!
Sadie Thompson: I'd race ya to the beach if it wasn't for these pesky heels!
Dr. Robert MacPhail: I've no doubt you've a sufficiently good opinion of yourself to bear mine with equanimity.
Alfred Davidson: From now on you will be strong. There is to be no more fear. Radiant... beautiful... you will be one of the daughters of the King. That's what you are now, Sadie, one of the daughters of the King... radiant... beautiful.
Mrs. Davidson: I understand, Miss Thompson. I'm sorry for him and I'm sorry for you.
Sadie Thompson: I'm sorry, for everybody in the world, I guess.
Mrs. Davidson: [complaining about the dancers] Mr. Horn, is this sort of thing general in your store?
Joe Horn: Well, it's a general store, maam.
Sadie Thompson: You low-down skunk! What have you been telling the Governor about me?
Alfred Davidson: I've been hoping to have another talk with you, Miss Thompson.
Sadie Thompson: Why you miserable snail-snatcher! I wouldn't talk to you if you and me were the only two people left on earth. Why, you're so doggone mean it makes me sick even to look at ya! That's what I think of you! Coming to me with all that guff you spill about salvation. Then, goin' and havin' me deported on top of it! Why, you low lizard - !
Ameena: How you talk? What do you say? My husband is a very good man.
Dr. Robert MacPhail: By the way, Officer, I was wondering, how does Pago Pago mean?
Steamship Officer: I don't think it means anything at all, sir.
Dr. Robert MacPhail: Well, it's certainly well named.
Sadie Thompson: Mr. Horn, your climate's bum!
Joe Horn: Sorry, Sadie, it's the best we got.
Sadie Thompson: Oh, I'm not blamin' you.
Sadie Thompson: What can't be helped, can't be helped - as the sayin' goes.
Sadie Thompson: I like the boys here. Hello, Handsome, when did you leave Kansas?
Joe Horn: I hear life's terrible back home in the States now.
Dr. Robert MacPhail: How so?
Joe Horn: Everybody bein' made to behave.
Dr. Robert MacPhail: Yes. We live in the day of the new Commandment: Thou shalt not enjoy thyself.
Joe Horn: Friend, you'll behold here the last remnants of an earthly paradise. That's my quarrel with reformers. They won't let it alone.
Dr. Robert MacPhail: Yes, I can readily see how a reformer might feel a little out-of-place here. Sort of like a schoolmarm waking up in a harem.
Dr. Robert MacPhail: Too bad man couldn't develop a soul without losing the Garden of Eden.
Sadie Thompson: Oh, she-catta-gan-nee, she-catta-gan-nee, that's "I should worry" in Jap, buttercup.
Sergeant O'Hara: [Sadie grabs a bottle of liquour] I'll find a glass for you, Miss Thompson.
Sadie Thompson: What for? Down the hatch!
[Puts the bottle to her mouth and takes a swig]
Quartermaster Bates: You're not the type that needs hooch to pep you up!
Sadie Thompson: Oh, I was born hooch!
Sadie Thompson: Music and a nip of liquor, that's what a rainy day is for, says I.
Sadie Thompson: Can you dance, Handsome?
Sergeant O'Hara: No, Miss Thompson. I'm a club foot. I never could twist my legs right.
Sadie Thompson: Well, I'll learn ya before I leave. That's a threat!
Sadie Thompson: You don't mind, do ya? Seein' we're here all by ourselves, if I sit down and have a skag with you boys?
Dr. Robert MacPhail: Not at all
Joe Horn: Have a drink!
Sadie Thompson: No hurry. Lot's of time. There's so much time lying lose around this island, somebody ought to bottle it up and send it back to were they need some.
Sadie Thompson: I'm alright. Don't you worry about me, a bit. You see, I'm a happy-go-lucky sort of a fellow. Its true, I'm broke now. But, that doesn't worry me.
Sadie Thompson: Mighty glad you aren't sore at me, 'cause, well, I like to keep friends with everybody.
Alfred Davidson: The devil in you is strong, my poor Sadie Thompson. Evil has claimed you as it's own.
Sadie Thompson: You take care of your own evil and I'll take care of mine!
Sergeant O'Hara: What's the matter? You look low.
Sadie Thompson: Low? Maybe. It's this rain, I guess. Makes me jumpy. Makes me want to knock my head against the wall.
Sadie Thompson: Anyone can see with two glass eyes that this side of the equator, he's in right and I'm in wrong.
Sadie Thompson: You know, there's something about that old crow that isn't human. He's deep - creepy. I guess it's his eyes. They seem to look right into ya and know what you're thinking.
Sadie Thompson: [Sarcastically] Can't I just hear Lefty's wife yelpin' with joy at the sight of me.
Sergeant O'Hara: Oh, you haven't any cause to worry about Maggie. You two would get along swell.
Sadie Thompson: Baby boy, I know females. You don't.
Sergeant O'Hara: I got an idea what's on your mind. But, Maggie ain't the kind of a dame you're meanin'. She's square from the toes up.
Sadie Thompson: You mean this Maggie was sorta gay before Lefty came along?
Sadie Thompson: I haven't so many friends, Handsome, but what I can do with one more. You know, you're an awful funny fella, Handsome.
Sergeant O'Hara: I guess I'm the dumbbell king, alright.
Sadie Thompson: You don't think I want to stay in this rain-hole, do ya?
Alfred Davidson: You will be glad to hear that the Governor has acted, at last. He's a weak man. For days he had shilly-shallied, saying it was none of his concern.
Sergeant O'Hara: Has she wondered why I haven't been around?
Joe Horn: No.
Sergeant O'Hara: Didn't you tell her, you ole pelican, that they had me in the brig?
Dr. Robert MacPhail: I'm off to bed. There's an uncanny concentration about the rain tonight.
Alfred Davidson: Hello, Miss Thompson. What are you up for?
Sadie Thompson: I couldn't sleep. With this rain and those drums. And, then, thinkin' about tomorrow. I don't seem to be able to do much for myself, do I?
Sadie Thompson: Surprised to see me all dolled up, heh? Well, why not? I had to put on my best, this gay and glorious morning, didn't I?
Sadie Thompson: Besides, I'm radiant! Beautiful! You didn't know that, did ya? I caught a gleam in my eyes when I saw that sun this morning. Do I feel fine? I do.
Sadie Thompson: Why should I turn off my phonograph because Mrs. Davidson's coming back? I'm not concerned with what Mrs. Davidson thinks; or, for that matter, with what Mr. Davidson thinks. My advice to him is to pin on his wings and fly in the air.
Quartermaster Bates: Now look here. You may take the British lion by the tail. You may twist it. You may jerk it. You may yank it. You may tie it in a big bow knot. But, dash it all, you can't pull it out by the roots!