Carl Denham: I want the cast and crew on the ship within the hour.
Preston: No Carl, you can't do this.
Carl: Tell them the studio pressured us into an early departure.
Preston: It's not ethical.
Carl: What are they going to do? Sue me? Huh? They can get in line. I'm not going to let them kill my film.

Jack Driscoll: What took her, Carl? You saw something.

Lumpy the Cook: *about the footprint of Kong* There's only one thing in the world that could have done this... the Abominable Snowman.

Carl: Oh no, it wasn't the airplanes. It was beauty killed the beast.

Carl: I keep telling you, Jack, there's no money in theater. That's why you should stick with film.
Jack: No Carl, I love theater.
Carl: No you don't. If you really loved it, you would've jumped.

Carl: Fay! What about Fay? Fay's a size 4!
Preston: She's already filming something for RKO.

Carl: Ladies and Gentlemen... I give you... KONG! THE EIGHTH WONDER OF THE WORLD!

Ann: Why would you do that?
Jack: Why would I write a play for you? Isn't it obvious?
Ann: Not to me.

Carl: And lo, the beast looked upon the face of beauty. And beauty stayed his hand. And from that day on, he was as one dead.