- Orson Welles: What happened to your car?
- Sean Merriman: I had trouble with the distributor. I say, aren't you...?
- Orson Welles: Uh... yes, I am. I've had trouble with my distributor, too.
- Lucy Campbell: [reading the inscription in Merriman's cigarette case] "For P.J.M., from Lucy. Dublin, 1895."
- Sean Merriman: Probably a present from an old flame. I think it was one of those love affairs that went wrong. Anyhow, he never married. And there's a quotation. I think it's from the Song of Solomon.
- Lucy Campbell: [reads the quotation] "Until the day break, and the shadows flee away."
- Orson Welles: [narration] Tea in a suburban home - nothing out-of-the-way about that. But as he sat there, chatting with the two ladies, he felt that something - he couldn't tell what - but *something* was very definitely... out-of-the-way.
- [last lines]
- The Short Woman: Well!
- The Tall Woman: Of all the disobliging...!
- The Short Woman: Did you see *who* that was?
- The Tall Woman: Yes... but I don't believe it.
- Lucy Campbell: [admiring cigarette case] It's beautiful, isn't it?
- Sean Merriman: Hmm? Oh, that - yes. It was left to me by an uncle, my father's brother. I've always liked to keep it. As a matter of fact, that's why I was interested in that tapestry on the stairs. My uncle went to China. In fact, he died there. That is a memento from the days that he lived in Dublin.
- Orson Welles: [narration] Ladies and gentlemen, this is your obedient servant, Orson Welles, speaking. I am interrupting here the making of one movie, to speak these few words at the beginning of... well, what shall we call it? A short story. A short story straight from the haunted land of Ireland. Haunted, I say, because there's no place in the world so crowded with the raw material of tall tales. That's what this is, then: a tall tale. Reportedly, it happened to me - but I promise shortly to withdraw from the proceedings and to return to my own movie studio and my own movie - but not before taking this opportunity to apologize to the two ladies I passed so very abruptly one spooky Irish midnight not so long ago.
- [first lines]
- Assistant Director: Quiet, please.
- Camera Operator: Rolling. Clapper.
- Clapper Loader: "Othello", 3-28, take 3.
- Orson Welles: [seen in silhouette, starring as Othello] Of being taken by the insolent foe, and sold to slavery; of my redemption thence, and portance in my travels history. Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle, rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose heads touch heaven, it was my hint... I'm sorry - I can't get the thing at all. Let's break for lunch.
- Mrs. Campbell: We always have a cup of tea before we go to bed. People say that it keeps you awake - but nothing keeps *us* awake. Does it, dear?
- Mrs. Campbell: Would you prefer whiskey?
- Sean Merriman: Yes, I would, if I may. Do you smoke?
- Mrs. Campbell: We don't smoke, thank you.
- Sean Merriman: May I?
- Mrs. Campbell: Please do.