Nick: I've also found someone to take an option on the photographs. Mrs Prentice: What photographs? Nick: I had a camera concealed in the room. Mrs Prentice: When I gave myself to you the contract didn't include cinematic rights. Nick: I'd like a hundred quid for the negatives. You've got until lunchtime. Mrs Prentice: I shall complain to the manager. Nick: It will do you no good. He took the photographs. Mrs. Prentice: Oh, this is scandalous! I'm a married woman. Nick: You didn't behave like a married woman last night.

Geraldine: I've no idea who my father was. Prentice: I'd better be frank, Miss Barclay. I can't employ you if you're in any way miraculous. It would be contrar…

Mrs Prentice: You put me in an impossible position. Nick: No position is impossible when you're young and healthy.

McLeavy: I'm innocent. (A little unsure of himself, the beginnings of panic) Doesn't that mean anything to you?

It would be profoundly destabilizing. Their sexual affairs would be public. They'd be 'Lewinskied.' They'd be 'Whitewatered.'

If she tries to blackmail me, I'll throw her out a higher window.

I'm not going to have some reporters pawing through our papers. We are the president.