Havana Widows (1933)

Joan Blondell: Mae Knight

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• Mae Knight : I was laid off for turning down a stag affair in Passaic.

  Sadie Appleby : Well, I don't blame ya. We've still got a little pride left. You're not so low you have to let 'em throw pennies at ya!

  Mae Knight : Throw 'em? In Passaic, they use slinghots.

• Showgirl Rejected by Gladys : If you're waiting for Gladys to stake you to a trip to Havana, save your breath. She wouldn't give you a nickel to go out and see the Statue of Liberty do a nip-up.

  Mae Knight : Well, I guess we better go home. I feel like a horse's neck.

  Sadie Appleby : Yeah-I feel like the rest of the animal.

• Mr. Timberg : Tomorrow night, after the show, I'm sending you over to Passaic - to a smoker.

  Mae Knight : What's the idea?

  Mr. Timberg : I want you to go over there and make 'em sit up.

  Mae Knight : Not me. Better get yourself an animal trainer.

• Mr. Timberg : I want you to do a dance. You know, show 'em somthin'.

  Mae Knight : Is it a benefit?

  Mr. Timberg : Yeah, it's a benefit.

  Mae Knight : Then I'm out. My conscious wouldn't let me. What I'd show 'em, wouldn't benefit any of 'em.

  Mr. Timberg : Now, listen, is it gonna hurt you to go over there tomorrow night and shake it up a little fer 'em?

  Mae Knight : Say, listen, when I finish here at midnight, after nine shows a day, I can't even shake my little finger.

• Paymaster Mullins : Timberg wants to see you in the office, Mae. What've you done this time?

  Mae Knight : Maybe last Easter I forgot to give him a bunny? Who knows?

• Sadie Appleby : I was fined five bucks for foolin' around with eczema.

  Mae Knight : Who's he?

  Sadie Appleby : That's an itch.

• Sadie Appleby : Did you hit oil or something?

  Gladys Gable : My dears, I've been to Cuba! Havana. Don't my skin look tan?

  Mae Knight : Tanned? I'd say it was embossed.

• Sadie Appleby : What'd you do in Cuba, run the mint?

  Gladys Gable : Well, not exactly. But, I had it worried for a little while.

  Mae Knight : Oh, come on, tell us, did you marry a millionaire?

  Gladys Gable : No, but, I've been kicking around with about 15 or 20.

  Sadie Appleby : Think of being knee deep in millionaires.

  Mae Knight : I can't, I get dizzy.

  Gladys Gable : Dears, I'm telling you the place is positively reeking with them. The suckers!

  Mae Knight : Give us the dope, will ya? I'm beginning to think our education's been neglected.

• Mae Knight : How's he work it?

  Gladys Gable : Breech of promise! I met a Mr. Monahan, a steel man. He'd a married me, only his wife objected.

  Mae Knight : Wives are funny that way.

• Sadie Appleby : How long will it take you to pack?

  Mae Knight : Why?

  Sadie Appleby : We're going to Havana while the gold rush is on.

• Sadie Appleby : If a dumb cluck like her can go and make good, a couple of smart dames like us can take over the joint.

  Mae Knight : Oh, yeah?

  Sadie Appleby : Well, we got to do something! We're getting older all the time. We've got to go to Havana and start putting money in the bank. If we don't, in two or three years where are we going to be? Right behind the eight ball.

  Mae Knight : The seven ball, there's no more room behind the eight ball.

• Herman Brody : [Calling on the phone]  Hello, honey! This is Herman. How does that make you feel?

  Mae Knight : [Sarcastically]  Pink and panting. What's on your mind besides your hat?

• Mae Knight : Oh, Herman, you're the sweetest thing that ever put on yellow button shoes.

• Mae Knight : Sadie! Sadie! There's a man in our bedroom.

  Sadie Appleby : Didn't I tell you our luck would change.

  Mae Knight : Now, don't clown. Maybe we're in the wrong room.

  Sadie Appleby : I'll tell you about that when I take a gander at the guy.

  [Walks into the bedroom and sees Deacon R. Jones in the bed] 

  Sadie Appleby : Has he got his knees raised up or is all that his stomach?

• Mae Knight : How many times do I have to tell you, always find out who a guy is before you sock 'em.

• Bob Jones : I hope you don't mind Dad leaving me in his place?

  Mae Knight : Mind? I could do nip-ups.

  Bob Jones : That's an idea, how 'bout a dance?

• Bob Jones : Have you seen our moonlight?

  Mae Knight : No. Have you got some?

  Bob Jones : Sure. Wanna see it?

  Mae Knight : I'll try anything once. That's my undoing.

• Bob Jones : Something tells me, I'm just what the doctor ordered for you.

  Mae Knight : Well, I may need something - but you're not the prescription.

  [Deep kiss] 

  Mae Knight : Oh, you are what the doctor ordered!

• Mae Knight : Sadie, was his eyes blue or gray?

  Sadie Appleby : Who?

  Mae Knight : Young Jones. Who do you think I mean? Santa Claus?

• Sadie Appleby : How would you like to put that pink little body of yours into a Havana hoosegow?

  Mae Knight : Could they really slap us in the cooler?

  Sadie Appleby : I know it! Duffy said so. What's more, with that husky build of yours, you're liable to be shoved right on a road gang.

• Herman Brody : Butch is in town. He followed me over here and he wants his dough. If I ain't got it - I'm a cinch to be rubbed out.

  Mae Knight : You're kidding!

  Herman Brody : I wish I was.

• Sadie Appleby : Now, if he's cold at first, don't get discouraged. Remember, Nero played a fiddle while Rome burned.

  Mae Knight : He better act fast because I'm not gonna burn long enough for him to do much fiddlin'.

• Deacon R. Jones : Why? Miss Knight, what are you doing in here?

  Mae Knight : You big bag of muscles, you!

  Deacon R. Jones : Oh, help! Help! Help! Help! Help!

• Gladys Gable : Just thought I'd drop in to say ta-ta.

  Sadie Appleby : Say, ain't it funny - only yesterday I was sayin' to Mae...

  Mae Knight : Yeah, yeah, we was wonderin' who you was... whatcha was doin'.

  Gladys Gable : Ain't the... aren't you the dears.