- Mrs. Bonny: If the rich would open their purses and show us a bit of humanity, we might show them a bit of virtue.
- Mme Laronde: The house is yours, Sir. It's a free house. All my girls are fully trained. But whippings and bloodlettings are charged at a higher rate. You understand, I'm sure hmm? Go on, carry on girl.
- Mme Laronde: Now, all you have to do is comply with all my teachings. Be clean and economical, frank with me and fair with your companions - and fraudulent when dealing with men. Come with me my little one.
- Mme Laronde: In ten years, from now, you have your own apartments with a silver mirror before and a maid behind to do your bidding. The erotic arts as taught in this house will bring you whatever may be your hearts' desire. Now, what money have you?
- Juliette Jerome: Less than forty pounds between us, Madame.
- Mme Laronde: Ooooh, a well-born girl must avoid the possession of money. It is the means to do foolish things. A man, a man is the only currency that a sensible girl ever needs. It's true, little one, and you must measure a man by his pocketbook. Never look for any other valuable inside a pair of breeches. Never! Huh? Bon! Now, lunch.
- Juliette Jerome: We've lunched. It's a league from here. I am most anxious to begin her instruction now.
- Mme Laronde: Oooh, what treasures you brought to me, Pauline! Let's find George!