“ Shut up, I'm rich! I'm richer than all this new Hollywood trash! I've got a million dollars. ”
“There once was a time in this business when I had the eyes of the whole world! But that wasn't good enough for them, oh no! ”
“I'm not just selling the script. I'm selling me! ”
Norma Desmond: “Then why do they still write me fan letters every day? Why do they beg me for my photographs? Why? Because they want to see me! Me! Norma Desmond!”
Joe Gillis: “ Tell her, Max. C'mon, do her that favor. Tell her there isn't going to be any picture. Tell her there are no fan letters other than the ones you write. ”
“How much will it be? I warn you, don't give me a fancy price just because I'm rich! ”
Norma Desmond: The last time I saw you was someplace very gay! I remember waving to you. I was dancing on a table!
Cecil B. DeMille: A lot of people were. Lindbergh had just landed in Paris.
Max Von Mayerling: The cameras have arrived.
Norma Desmond: They have? Tell Mr. DeMille I'll be on the set at once.