Ingrid: You are so basically evil, Jason. I must do your horoscope.
Jason: Oh, no. Astrology bores the pants off me.
Ingrid: Doesn't everything?
Jason: Yes, but astrology more than most things. You see, darling, I know my future. I shall die exquisitely of drink and sensory indulgence, and enjoy every moment of it.
Guido: It was a great pleasure meeting you, Mr. King.
Jason: Oh, everybody feels that way.
Sir Curtis: King! Where are you off to?
Jason: First plane back to Egypt. There's a girl over there with all the known virtues: she's uncomplicated, very sexy, and delightfully dumb. Good day, gentlemen.