Holly: All right so he's not a regular rat, or even a super-rat. He's a scared little mouse, that's all. But oh-- golly… gee… damn!!!"
Holly: It takes four seconds to get to that door... I'll give you two!
Holly: I'll never let anyone put me in a cage! Paul: I don't want to put you in a cage, I wanna love you.Holly: Same thing! Paul: No it's not, Holly--Holly: I'm not Holly! I'm not Lula Mae either. I don't know who I am. I'm like Cat here. We're a couple of no-name slobs. We belong to nobody, and nobody belongs to us. We don't even belong to each other.
Sure. Sure. He's okay. Aren't you, Cat? Poor old Cat. Poor slob. Poor slob without a name. I don't have the right to give him one. We don't belong to each other. We just took up one day. I don't want to own anything until I find a place where me and things go together. I'm not sure where that is, but I know what it's like. It's like Tiffany's.