The Old Dark House (1932)

Ernest Thesiger: Horace Femm

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Quotes 

• [repeated line] 

  Horace Femm : Have a potato.

• Horace Femm : [picking up a bunch of flowers]  My sister was on the point of arranging these flowers.

  [Horace tosses the flowers into the fire] 

• Horace Femm : It's only gin, you know. Only gin. I like gin.

• Horace Femm : The fact is, Morgan is an uncivilized brute. Sometimes he drinks heavily. A night like this will set him going and once he's drunk he's rather dangerous.

• Horace Femm : We make our own electric light here, and we are not very good at it. Pray, don't be alarmed if they go out altogether.

• Rebecca Femm : Horace what are you doing? We aren't all heathens!

  Horace Femm : [mockingly]  Oh I had forgotten my sister's strange tribal habits. The beef will seem less tough when she has invoked a blessing upon it.

  Rebecca Femm : Horace Femm, if I can't hear, I can see. You're blaspheming.

  Horace Femm : On the contrary, my dear Rebecca, I was merely telling your wondering guests that you were about to thank your Gods for their bounty.

  Rebecca Femm : That'll do... I know your mocking, lying tongue.

  Horace Femm : ...to thank them for the health and prosperity and happiness granted to this family, for its years of peace and plenty, to thank them for having created Rebecca Femm, and Roderick Femm, and Saul...

  Rebecca Femm : Stop!

• Rebecca Femm : What is it? What do they want?

  Horace Femm : Allow me to introduce my sister, Miss Rebecca Femm.

  Penderel , Philip Waverton , Margaret Waverton : How do you do?

  Rebecca Femm : What are they doing here? What do they want?

  Penderel , Philip Waverton , Margaret Waverton : How do you do?

  Rebecca Femm : What did they say? What do they want? What are they doing here? What's all the fuss about? What?

  Horace Femm : You must excuse my sister, she's a little deaf. In fact sometimes quite deaf.

• Sir William Porterhouse : Oh, nothing like roast beef when a man's hungry.

  Sir William Porterhouse : [begins to sing the first line]  Oh, the roast beef of Old England... how does that go? Do you remember that Mr. Waverton or was that before your time?

  Philip Waverton : Penderel's our song expert.

  Sir William Porterhouse : [to Penderel]  Oh, so you're musical, are you? Well, I've got a bit of a good ear myself...

  Horace Femm : [knocking loudly on the table]  Have a potato!

• Rebecca Femm : No beds! They can't have beds!

  Horace Femm : As my sister hints, there are, I'm afraid, no beds.