The horse that Lucy rides is named Danny Boy.
You can tell that the fox stuck in the shrub is fake.
(after learning that Angela Richardson is Sir Clive's daughter)
Ricky: Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay!
Sir Clive: I beg your pardon?
Ricky: Oh, that's an American 'spression. It means "blimey"!
Angela: (about Ricky) He's a prize.
Lucy: Yes, well that prize belongs in my box of Cracker Jacks.
Angela: Oh now, Lucy. You're not going to get into a stew are you?
Lucy: You could feed the whole British army on the stew I'm going to get into.
Lucy: We're scheduled to go to the cricket matches this weekend.
Sir Clive: At this time of year? Cricket is out of season.
Lucy: Well, these are young crickets.
Lucy: You know her name!
Ricky: Of course, I know her name. So what's wrong with asking her name?
Lucy: The first time you danced with me, you asked me my name and look what happened.
Ricky: Well everybody makes a mistake once in a while.
Ricky: I have to be nice to my public.
Lucy: Sure, your pretty, young public. You weren't being nice to all those ugly old publics sitting around.
Ricky: I didn't ask her to dance. She asked me.
Lucy: Can't you say no?
Ricky: Of course not, it's not polite. Don't forget we're guests here in London.
Lucy: You better learn to be rude before we get to Paris.