The White Horse Inn

Dr. Otto Siedler: "You stamped over the white Flokati of my soul with dirty walking shoes."
Ottilie Giesecke: "Well, give yours to the cleaner and send me the bill, you choir boy."

Leopold Brandmeyer: "Ottilie, I'm sorry. I know, you hate it but I have to sing a song right now."
Ottilie Giesecke: "Don't worry about me, Leo. Just go ahead and sing."

"You had the time of your life with me. Don't be sad that it's over."

Dr. Otto Siedler: "Your nasal wings flatter my fingers tips. Both are elegantly curved, like tiny Olympic trails."
Ottilie Giesecke: "I wish I could download you as an app: 1,001 best compliments every woman should hear before she dies."

"A woman is not a tie, you can't put her around your neck against her will."

Ottilie Giesecke: "Have you escaped from anywhere?"
Dr. Otto Siedler: "From the prison of lonelyness, from the Alcatraz of bachelorhood, from the Bastille of single state."