Aaron: With a man like Barnum, the important thing is to appear not too impressed with his reputation. You know, uh, you mustn't let a man like that think that you need him at all. An air of, uh, confidence, casual confidence, smile a lot, sip your coffee, just, uh...
Candy: Molly and Christopher saw a city man in a buggy, he was headed this way!
Aaron: Oh! All right, get your coffee! An aura of casual confidence, everybody! (burns his hand on the coffeepot)
Jason: Well, a woman's town is one that should have just enough breeze to bring a glow to the cheeks. And she's not afraid to get mud splashed on her dress every time she goes out of doors. And the men are polished, polite, refined.
Candy: Oh, I don't think so.
Jason: Well, what do you think a woman's town is, then?
Candy: A woman's town is wherever the man she loves is.
Barnum: The man who bilked you is named Amos Peale.
Aaron: You mean, you know him?
Barnum: He was my assistant, my good right hand.
Jason: Was your assistant?
Barnum: Until I found my good right-hand dipping into the till on every occasion.
Jason: Well, what do you think?
Jenny: What is there to think? It's a fountain.
Jason: Ah, it's a wishing fountain. Don't they have wishing fountains in Sweden?
Jenny: Oh, there are wishing fountains in any country where people dream.
Jason: Well, a wish is not the same thing as a dream, Miss Lind.
Jenny: Perhaps I--I do not speak English well enough to understand this.
Jason: Well, let me try to explain it to you, then. A dream--a dream is out of reach, not unobtainable. A wish, well, a wish is real. Now this fountain, that's real. And I know many people who wish to hear you sing. That's real.