Rosemary Woodhouse: I dreamed someone was raping me. I think it was someone inhuman. Guy Woodhouse: Thanks a lot.
Rosemary Woodhouse: Oh, God. Oh, God. Laura-Louise McBirney: Oh, shut up with your "Oh, Gods" or we'll kill you, milk or no milk!
Guy Woodhouse: [on Rosemary's decision to switch doctors] You know what Dr. Hill is? He's a Charlie Nobody, that's who he is! Rosemary Woodhouse: I'm tired of hearing about how great Dr. Sapirstein is! Guy Woodhouse: Well, I won't let you do it Ro. R...
Roman Castevet: Rosemary... Rosemary Woodhouse: Shut up. Roman Castevet: Rosemary... Rosemary Woodhouse: Shut up. You're in Dubrovnik, I don't hear you.
Rosemary Woodhouse: Isn't Hutch coming with us? Skipper: Catholics only, Miss. I'm afraid that we're bound by these prejudices. Rosemary Woodhouse: I understand.
Rosemary Woodhouse: What have you done to him? What have you done to his eyes, you maniacs! Roman Castevet: He has his father's eyes. Rosemary Woodhouse: What do you mean? Guy's eyes are normal!
[Last lines] Roman Castevet: Rock him. Rosemary Woodhouse: You're trying to get me to be his mother. Roman Castevet: Aren't you his mother? [She starts to hum a lullaby]
Rosemary Woodhouse: I thought you were Victoria Vetri, the actress. Terry Gionoffrio: That's OK. Everybody thinks I'm Victoria. I don't see the resemblance, though.
Joan Jellico, Rosemary's Girlfriend: You dirty stinking secret keeper!
Minnie Castevet: Now! That's what I call the long arm of coincidence!
Dr. Abe Sapirstein: Come with us quietly, Rosemary. Don't argue or make a scene. Because if you say anything more about witches or witchcraft, we're gonna be forced to take you to a mental hospital. You don't want that, do you?
Rosemary Woodhouse: You're lying. It didn't die. You took it. You're lying. You witches! You're lying! You're lying! You're lying! You're LYING!
Rosemary Woodhouse: They use blood in their rituals, and the blood with the most power is baby's blood!
Rosemary Woodhouse: Awful things happen in every apartment house.
Rosemary Woodhouse: I look awful. Guy Woodhouse: What are you talking about? You look great. It's that haircut that looks awful.
Rosemary Woodhouse: Oh, God! Roman Castevet: God is dead! Satan lives!
Rosemary Woodhouse: You... you had me while I was out? Guy Woodhouse: It was kinda fun in a necrophile sort of way
Minnie Castevet: As long as she ate the mouse, she can't see nor hear. Now sing.
