Monkey Business (1952)

Ginger Rogers: Mrs. Edwina Fulton

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• Mrs. Edwina Fulton : By the way, whose lipstick is it?

  Barnaby : Oh, uh, what's her names? Oxley's secretary.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Oh, you mean that little pin up girl? Very cute.

  Barnaby : Sort of. But half infant.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Not the half that's visible.

• Barnaby : I have a new formula.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Now barnaby, if you start that all over again, so help me, I'll...

  Barnaby : Oh, I like that dress, yes.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Oh, you do.

  Barnaby : Uh-huh.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Alright, what's the new formula?

  Barnaby : Well, it doesn't come in packages or bottles. You're old only when you forget you're young.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Come on, say some more.

  Barnaby : Hmmm, it's a word you keep in your heart, a light you have in your eyes, someone you hold in your arms.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : My, I'm glad I'm going out with you tonight.

• Mrs. Edwina Fulton : I remember we didn't wanna share each other with anyone. You were so sweet. Remember how the telephone kept ringing for hours and hours and hours?

  [doorbell rings] 

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : I'll get it.

  Barnaby : You see what I mean? Tonight were answering calls.

• Lois Laurel : Hi Dr Fulton.

  Barnaby : Hi.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : What did you say to her?

  Lois Laurel : Mrs Fulton. He said "hi".

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : I heard what he said, you peroxide kissing bug!

  Barnaby : Edwina, she hasn't done anything.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : I'll pull that blonde hair out by its black roots!

  Barnaby : Edwina! Now come along. Miss Laurel, you keep out of the way.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Put 'em up! Put 'em up! Put 'em up!

• Mrs. Edwina Fulton : [acting like 8 years olds after taking some of the formula] 

  [picks up paint brush and paints Barnaby] 

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : I'll tell my mother!

  Dr. Barnaby Fulton : [picks up his own paint brush and paints Edwina]  Here's one for your mother.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : [gets more paint on her brush and paints Barnaby again]  I'll tell Hank Entwhistle!

  Dr. Barnaby Fulton : [gets more paint and paints Edwina again]  Here's two for Hank Entwhistle.

• Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Don't you remember anything?

  Barnaby : Well, sure, the last thing... I was scalping Hank Entwhistle.

• Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Oh, darling! Stop by the automobile agency. Mr Peabody just called and says he had a very good buy

  Barnaby : A good buy? Well, good bye to you!

• Mrs. Edwina Fulton : [to a baby]  Barnaby, speak to me! I'm your wife!

• Mrs. Edwina Fulton : [on phone]  Hello, Hank.

  Hank Entwhistle : Edwina!

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Can you come over to my house?

  Hank Entwhistle : What's wrong?

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : It's Barnaby. He threw a whole bucket of paint all over me! See!

• Barnaby : Do you regret not having married him?

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Look who's talking! What about Elvira Bliss?

  Barnaby : Oh, for heaven's sake. Elvira Bliss. That was in grammar school.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : I know. She was the teacher.

• Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Look in this front pocket. That's usually where you hide it.

  Barnaby : Oh, yeah. But I don't hide it. I put it there so that I could find it. Here it is.

• Barnaby : I've just got to find a way to make it more assimilable.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Huh?

  Barnaby : Assimilable?

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : More easily assimilated.

  Barnaby : Oh, yeah.

• Mrs. Edwina Fulton : When I dance with you, I want to dance with all of you. I don't want your brain to be somewhere else.

• Mrs. Edwina Fulton : You're not very often the absent-minded professor. But darling, when you are, you're a real zombie.

• Barnaby : Hey. You know, you're alright.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : How do you like your eggs?

  Barnaby : How did eggs get into the conversation?

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : You're hungry aren't you?

• Barnaby : Edwina, imagine: people never aging.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Oh, it sounds frightening.

• Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Well, I love you, you potato head.

• Barnaby : Oh, is that a new dress?

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Mmm-hum!

  Barnaby : Oh, I like that. Let me see it. I like the way it sticks out. Or, is that you?

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Well, you ought to know.

  Barnaby : It isn't you.

• Barnaby : I was just thinking, it's queer about people.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : What about people?

  Barnaby : Through no fault of their own they get older.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Now, that's a profound remark.

  Barnaby : They get older, something happens to them.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Are you referring to me Barnaby?

  Barnaby : Nah, I was thinking of the human race as a whole. It's a pretty sad group.

• Barnaby : The week after we got back from our honeymoon, the Everett Winstons invited us to a party.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : I'm sorry, darling, but I don't remember going.

  Barnaby : We didn't go.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Oh, yes. Now, I remember. We stayed home. Just like tonight.

  Barnaby : No, Edwina, that's what I'm talking about. We stayed home from that party for an all together different reason. Tonight we're staying home for an intellectual reason.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : I remember we didn't want to share each other with anyone. You were so sweet. Remember how the telephone kept ringing for hours and hours and hours.

• Barnaby : I've been promised a pretty good job if I can make this formula work.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Yeah, no more commercial assignments. No more working on non-skid girdles or noiseless popcorn bags.

• Barnaby : I strained every muscle in my body - roller staking.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Good heavens, don't tell me you went roller skating?

  Barnaby : Yeah, afraid I did.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : And your face is breaking out with red blotches.

  Barnaby : Oh, they're not blotches, dear. That's lipstick!

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Oh!

  Barnaby : Edwina, what I have to tell you is unbelievable!

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Yes, it is unbelievable on roller skates. Hmm - what balance.

  Barnaby : I wasn't on roller skates all afternoon.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Obviously.

• Barnaby : You'd never believe what I did. I broke records.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Huh?

  Barnaby : Oh, you'd a been amazed. I wish you could have been there.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Well, I wish I had been too.

  Barnaby : Well, I did things that I never dreamed I do!

• Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Oh, Barney! It's gonna be our honeymoon night all over again - with no hands!

• Barnaby : Wouldn't you like to slow down so that we can talk?

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Who wants to talk?

  Barnaby : Well, Edwina, I have to test your reactions.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Oh, Bar-ney!

• Mrs. Edwina Fulton : I suppose that Myra MacKillop was in grammar school too! And, Miriam Ingalls who you tried to teach to play golf for three years!

  Barnaby : Oh, yeah, that reminds me. She's still got my putter.

• Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Are you in love with Miss - Whosit?

  Barnaby : Of course not.

  Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Well, you went smooching with her - on roller skates.

• Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Barnaby, can't catch me! Barnaby, can't catch me! Barnaby, can't catch me!

• Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Why can't I play with you?

• Mrs. Edwina Fulton : Imagine: the secret of youth locked up in the head of a monkey.