[Asked what he hates most]
Almásy: Ownership. I hate being owned.
Katharine Clifton: Do you think you are the only one who feels anything?
Katharine Clifton: I wanted to meet the man who could write such a long paper with so few adjectives.
Katharine Clifton: [dancing] Why did you follow me yesterday?
Almásy: I'm sorry, what?
Katharine Clifton: After the market, you followed me to the hotel.
Almásy: I was concerned. A woman in that part of Cairo, a European woman, I felt obliged to.
Katharine Clifton: [amused] You felt
obliged to?
Almásy: As the wife of one of our party.
Katharine Clifton: So why follow me? Escort me, by all means, but following me is predatory, isn't it?
Caravaggio: In Italy, you get chickens, but no eggs. In Africa there were always eggs, but... never chickens. Who separated them?
Hana: If one night I didn't come to see you, what would you do?
Kip: I try not to expect you.
Hana: Yes, but if it got late and... I hadn't shown up?
Kip: Then I'd think there must be a reason.
Hana: You wouldn't come to find me? Hmm. That makes me never want to come here. Then I'd tell
myself, he spends all day searching. In the night, he wants to be found.
Kip: I do. I do want you to find me. I do want to be found.
Almásy: [being carried up the stairs] There was a Prince, who was dying, and he was carried up the tower at Pisa so he could die with a view of the Tuscan Hills. Am I that Prince?
Hana: [laughs] Because you're leaning? No, you're just on an angle. You're too heavy!