Tales of Manhattan (1942)
Ginger Rogers: Diane
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Quotes
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Harry Wilson : [on the phone] Hello? Oh, hello, baby. How are ya? And who are ya?
Diane : Only the girl you're going to marry! Now, get up darling. You have a luncheon date with me, remember?
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Diane : [reading aloud a letter found after rummaging through the pockets of a tail coat at her fiancé's apartment] "Oh, my lion, I love your strength and your gentleness. I love the way you roar, when - - - "
Edgar : Excuse me, Miss Diane, I think - something's burning.
Diane : I know Edgar, it's me!
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Diane : [continues reading aloud a letter found after rummaging through the pockets of a tail coat at her fiancé's apartment] "Oh, my passionate lion, my ecstasy is almost unbearable. Thank you. Thank you. The mink has just arrived! It is here on the bed beside me. Sleek and warm, like... ."
[Diane then does a wolf whistle]
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Edgar : [answers a ringing phone] Hello. Oh, good morning Miss Diane. Well, yes. Mr. Wilson is - here.
Diane : [sitting on a chair, in a towel, with her maid drying off her outstretched legs] You don't have to go any farther, Edgar. I know that tone. It means Mr. Wilson is still asleep. Stop mumbling. Just reach over and very firmly press the buzzer. Well, who cares about his head?
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Diane : What time is it? It's 11:25. The day is Tuesday. The month is September. The lark's on the wing. And I've got a date to be married tonight.
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Diane's Maid : Asleep at this time of the day! Mark my words, a groom that sleeps, means a bride that weeps.
Diane : Well, that's a happy thought for my wedding day.
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Edgar : He'll probably have double vision after he has this.
Diane : What's that?
Edgar : Um, a health drink.
Diane : [takes a sip] Judas! What's in it besides embalming fluid?
Edgar : Tabasco sauce, spirits of ammonia, red pepper, brandy, and a jigger of milk.
Diane : I suppose it's the milk that packs the wallop.
Edgar : I'm sure it is, Miss Diane.
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Diane : I thought you were deem. Yes, that's the word, deem. I thought you stayed home at nights and solved chess problems. You know, maiden free and all that sort of thing. But, now!
George : Now, you don't think I'm deem?
Diane : I don't think you're deem. And there isn't any chess. And you certainly haven't any problems!
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Diane : Lions don't have problems. Lions are free and uninhibited! I can see you now, as evening falls, moving silently through the jungle, on your soft paws.
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Diane : Don't you roar? Like she says you do?
George : Oh, that. Yes, naturally, a lion roars.
Diane : George, will you roar now?
George : No. I'm not in the mood.
Diane : Aw, George, come on. Please, just for me!
George : No. I feel silly.
Diane : Aw, George.
[caressing his face]
Diane : Please.
George : Well - - eow.
Diane : That's not a lion. It's a pekingese!
George : Oh - ROAR! Oh, you're scared now, huh?
Diane : I'm not scared. I mean - I mean - Aw, now, wait. Just a minute.
[lifts up a chair and points it's legs to George]
Diane : Lions can be tamed, too. Go on back! Back! Come on, back. Back! Back, come on! Back! Back! Back! - Back. Down! Down! There, that's a good lion.
George : Oh, we lions have our gentle moments. A lion shall lie down with a lamb and all that.
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Diane : I don't write letters. I wish I did. It must be fun to write things like: Strange how you're giving me thoughts I've never had before. How being near you is not like being near anyone else.
George : That's the best part of the letter.
Diane : Huh? How knowing you - is different from knowing anyone else in the whole world. Is that right, George?
George : It's perfect.
Diane : I'm glad you like it.
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George : Would you like hear what I wrote her?
Diane : Yes, I'd love to!
George : Your voice is like a sunrise, like a garden in bloom, like a bird against the sky.
Diane : Do more, George.
George : Why don't you be kind and set me free. Or, why don't you be kinder and hold me forever and ever. - You don't mind my quoting that, do you?
Diane : Oh, no! Of course not. It's wonderful.
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Diane : Brush your lips across my cheek, my dear.
George : Is that from the letter?
Diane : Oh, no. Out of my head. I just wanted to hear what it would sound like.
George : It sounded wonderful. Let's see what this sounds like: I want more than anything in the world to hold you in my arms.
Diane : Letter?
George : No, head.
Diane : There was darkness for a long, long time. And suddenly the light came - and the light was you.
George : Letter?
Diane : Head.
George : Darling, now and from the beginning. Head, Diane.
Diane : These moments we have - are ours forever.
George : Letter?
[Diane shakes her head no]
George : These moments we have...
Diane : Head?
George : Heart.
[kiss]
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Diane : George, how do people know when they're really in love?
George : Well, first I guess they find out they like to be together and then they find out they kind of think the same things and, I guess after awhile, they get so they even - say the same things, at the same time.
Diane : And that's the way you know?
George : Well, I'm just guessing.
Diane : Well, your guess would be my guess too.
Diane , George : It must be wonderful when it happens -
[look at each other]
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Harry Wilson : I'm sorry, Diane. But, I kinda put George on the spot. You see, his tailcoat really isn't my tailcoat, it's his tailcoat.
George : No, it's not really my tailcoat, it's Edgar's tailcoat.
Edgar : It's not really my tailcoat. It's Luther's tailcoat. No, no, it's not Luther's tailcoat, it's Mr. Orman's tailcoat and he's in the hospital.
Harry Wilson : You see, my tailcoat...
Diane : Just a minute, I think it's better if nobody explains anything to anybody.
