Frenzy (1972)

Jon Finch: Richard Blaney

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• Richard Blaney : Do I look like a sex murderer to you? Can you imagine me creeping around London, strangling all those women with ties? That's ridiculous... For a start, I only own two.

• Richard Blaney : [entering hotel room with Babs]  The "Cupid Room", I think she called it.

  Hotel Porter : Mmm, love's little arrows have struck quite a few hearts in there, sir, I can tell you.

  Richard Blaney : Oh yeah?

  Hotel Porter : [confidentially]  Can I get you anything from the pharmacy, sir?

  Richard Blaney : No thank you.

• Monica Barling : What can I do for you, sir?

  Richard Blaney : You can inform Mrs. Blaney that one of her less successful exercises in matrimony has come to see her.

  Monica Barling : And who shall I say is calling?

  Richard Blaney : Mr. Blaney. O,r if you preferred it, ex-Squadron Leader Blaney, late of the RAF and Mrs Blaney's matrimonial bed.

• Richard Blaney : If you can't make love, sell it! The respectable kind, of course. The married kind!

• Robert Rusk : Hey, Dick! What about "Coming Up" then?

  Richard Blaney : No, I'm afraid I haven't any time. Thanks all the same.

  Robert Rusk : No, "Coming Up", the horse. He won by a mile. Twenty to one. What did I tell you?

• Richard Blaney : [having missed betting on a horse that won at 20-to-1 odds]  Twenty-to-one. Twenty-to-bloody-one! Christ, damn it to hell!

  [throws down a box of grapes and stomps on them] 

• Babs Milligan : If Brenda gave you money at dinner, why'd you sleep in the duff house? You could've afforded a hotel!

  Richard Blaney : I didn't realize I had it! She slipped it into the pocket of my raincoat.

  Babs Milligan : Oh, go on, Dick! Why don't you pull the other one? It's got bells on it!

• Richard Blaney : [handing his clothes to the bellboy]  Tell them I want them sprayed.

  Hotel Porter : Sprayed, sir? With what?

  Richard Blaney : With DDT, my good man, what else?

  Hotel Porter : Sir?

  Richard Blaney : Death to the lurking roach, porter, confusion to the insidious louse! Get them cleaned and pressed, eh?

• Richard Blaney : You've got to believe me. I haven't murdered anyone. This whole business is insane. I mean, you know me. I wouldn't get involved in anything like this!

  Robert Rusk : Of course you wouldn't, Dick. No, the police - as usual - have got the whole thing ass about face. I mean these sort of killings always boggle the mind. That man must be a sexual maniac. Mind you, there are some women who ask for everything they get. But you? Don't make me laugh. You're not the type. Now don't worry, you've done the right thing coming to your Uncle Bob.

• Brenda Blaney : We are bitter today. What's the matter?

  Richard Blaney : Oh, I'm sorry. I had a bad day, that's all. I lost my job.

  Brenda Blaney : How?

  Richard Blaney : Well, I got fired, that's how. What do you think, I mislaid it?

• Richard Blaney : I don't care if Vinegar Joe out there does hear me. Why don't you get her married off, by the way? Preferably to a 700-pound Japanese wrestler. That should iron out some of her creases a little.

• Robert Rusk : I was just coming over for a quick one. Why aren't you back there polishing the sausages or watering the gin or whatever it is you do there before opening time?

  Richard Blaney : I have just been given the push.

  Robert Rusk : What for? You weren't pissing in the beer again?

• Robert Rusk : Give us your paper. Here you are. This will make you a fortune. This afternoon in the 3:00, "Coming Up". Never been out before, but very well-fancied at home. Now, this is a four-horse race and the other three have all won before. So, she'll start about twenty to one, maybe more.

  Richard Blaney : Twenty to one?

  Robert Rusk : Put your wad on. She can't lose. A little birdie told me and my little birdies are reliable.

• Monica Barling : Is Mrs Blaney expecting you?

  Richard Blaney : She must be. Everybody expects a bad penny to turn up sooner or later.

• Richard Blaney : Oh, leave me alone. Bachelors are supposed to be untidy, aren't they? I thought that tidiness was most women's dowry or don't you preach that here?

• Gladys : If you'll just sign the register.

  Richard Blaney : Yes, of course. Mr and Mrs Oscar Wilde.

• Richard Blaney : I swear I'm telling the truth! Do I look like a sex murderer to you? Can you imagine me creeping around, strangling all those women with ties? That's ridiculous. For a start, I only own two.

• Babs Milligan : So, what you been up to, Dick?

  Richard Blaney : Well, last night I allowed myself to be pampered by the handmaidens of a Salvation Army hostel. I'll tell you, after mixing with some of the types in there one's clothing needs fumigation. Smell that!

  Babs Milligan : Eewww! You mean you slept there?

  Richard Blaney : Yeah. Spasmodically.

  Babs Milligan : What? Only with men?

  Richard Blaney : Yes, that's it. Oh, we had a high old time. The conversation was mature, the red biddy flowed down our throats and the good fellowship of the open road prevailed.

  Babs Milligan : Biddy? What's that?

  Richard Blaney : Blended red wine. Half vino, half methylated spirits.

• Robert Rusk : It won't be the same in the old Globe now.

  Richard Blaney : Well, Babs is still there.

  Robert Rusk : Yeah, and she's prettier than you.

  Richard Blaney : A matter of opinion. Bye now.

• Richard Blaney : Forsythe and I had a set-to.

  Robert Rusk : Oh, him! You duffed him up, I hope.

  Richard Blaney : He's a bastard. He was on my back right from the start. From squadron leader to barman in one easy lesson! He wouldn't leave it alone.

  Robert Rusk : He's the boss's brother-in law, isn't he? Forsythe?

  Richard Blaney : Precisely.

  Robert Rusk : Yeah, brother-in-laws are the worst.

  [affecting an Etonian accent] 

  Robert Rusk : Or should i say, brothers-in-law?

• Richard Blaney : Well, um, Hetty's right, damnit. I mean, you can see that, Dicko, can't you?

  Richard Blaney : You mean you won't come to the police with me?

  Johnny Porter : Well, I don't see how I can. I mean, you heard Hetty.

  Richard Blaney : But you're my only alibi!

  Richard Blaney : I'm sorry, old chap, but I've got to get to Paris today. I can't afford to be kept here.

  Richard Blaney : But you can afford to stand by and see me go to jail for life, is that it?

  Richard Blaney : Well, it's not as bad as all that, old chap. I mean, they'll find the strangler chap pretty soon.

  Richard Blaney : Of all the cowardly shits! It's "I'm all right, Jack" and haul up the ladders, isn't it? You pair of bastards!