- Charlie Castle: Am I the worst oaf in the world?
- Marion Castle: The world's a big place. You're the worst one in my life.
- Smiley Coy: What do you think of women, kiddie?
- Charlie Castle: Oh, there's room in the world for 'em.
- [Wanting Charlie to woo Dixie, who's talking too much about Charlie's dangerous 'secret']
- Smiley Coy: Call her.
- Charlie Castle: All right. Anything for my art.
- Dixie Evans: I don't care if I do see a snake. I'm sure I'd much rather see a snake than a Hollywood producer.
- Nat Danziger: [to Charlie] Well, darling, first I want to tell you that Stanley had me in his office about the contract this morning - for two hours, hail Columbia! Which all leads to the fact they're dropping in here.
- [first lines]
- Narrator: [voice over during a visual montage of expensive homes] This is Bel Air, a lush, luxurious retreat of the wealthy and powerful. If you work in the motion picture industry and are successful, this well-tended suburb of Hollywood is where you will probably make your home. Failure is not permitted here.
- Narrator: [as the overhead shot zooms into a back yard where two men are boxing, one of the men being Charlie] Our story has to do with a twentieth century phenomenon. Name: Charlie Castle. Profession: movie star. Problem: survival. Charlie Castle is a man who sold out his dream, but he can't forget them.
- [last lines]
- Marion Castle: [with a trembling voice while staring at the large portrait of a grotesque pierrot hanging in the living room in knowing that Charlie has just killed himself] Charlie. Charlie. Help. Help.
- Marion Castle: [moving to the center of the room as Hank comes over to console her, her cries louder with each word] Help. Help. Help. Help. Help. Help. Help. Help. Help.