- Comte de Vergennes: Exactly what kind of moron are you?
- Pierre Cabanis: How many kinds are there?
- Comte de Vergennes: I wasn't talking to you.
- Benjamin Franklin: I must tell you I am plagued by a scaly sort of rash. My legs are gouty, and I have the very devil of a bladder stone.
- Madame Helvetius: You do know how to charm a lady.
- Mr. Chaumont: American power. What is that? The power to drain our coffers? And somehow still go on losing. Complaining every step of the way.
- Mr. Chaumont: What an extraordinary talent you have for finding fault in others and none in yourselves.