Holly : I don't want to own anything until I find a place where me and things go together. I'm not sure where that is but I know what it is like. It's like Tiffany's. 　　Paul : Tiffany's? You mean the jewelry store. 　　Holly Golightly: That's right. I'm just CRAZY about Tiffany's! 　　霍莉：我不想拥有任何东西，直到我找到一个地方，我和我喜欢的东西在一起。我不知道这个地方在哪里，但是我知道它像什么样子，它就像蒂凡尼。 　　保罗：蒂凡尼？你指的是那家珠宝店？ 　　霍莉：是的，我为之疯狂的正是蒂凡尼！ 　　Holly : I'm like cat here, a no-name slob. We belong to nobody, and nobody belongs to us. We don't even belong to each other. 　　霍莉：我就像那只小猫，一个没有名字的可怜虫。我们不属于任何人，也没有任何人属于我们，我们甚至不属于对方。 　　Paul : You know what's wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? You're chicken, you've got no guts. You're afraid to stick out your chin and say, "Okay, life's a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness." You call yourself a free spirit, a "wild thing," and you're terrified somebody's gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you're already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it's not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It's wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself. 　　保罗：无名小姐，你知道你的问题在哪吗？你怯懦，你没有勇气，你害怕挺起胸膛说：“是的，生活就是这样。人们相爱，互相属于对方，因为这是获得真正快乐的唯一机会。”你自称你有一个自由的灵魂，是一个“野东西”，却害怕别人把你关在笼子里，其实你已经身在笼子里了，这是你亲手建起来的，不管你在西方还是在东方，它都会一直紧随着你，不管你往哪去，你总受困于自己。 　　霍利：不要用这种眼光看着我，我要去巴西，……，帮我找纽约时报，把巴西50位富翁的名单找出来，记住，是50位。 　　保罗：我不让你这样做。 　　霍利：你不让我？ 　　保罗：霍利，我爱你。 　　霍利：那又如何？ 　　保罗：那又如何？我很爱你。我爱你，你属于我。 　　霍利：不，没有谁属于谁这回事。 　　保罗：当然有。 　　霍利：没有人能把我关在笼里， 　　保罗：我不想把你关在笼里，我想爱你。