Angel (1937)
Marlene Dietrich: Lady Maria Barker
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Quotes
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Maria : When the beginning is so beautiful, I wonder if the end matters.
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Maria : What's worrying you? France?
Sir Frederick : No. Yugoslavia. Dear, I hope you don't mind, I...
Maria : Oh, that's alright, dear. I understand. I understand perfectly.
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Maria : I dreamt you were a great success at the League of Nations.
Sir Frederick : Well, I was! Sweetheart, your husband defeated twenty-one nations!
Maria : Oh, you must be worn out.
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Maria : Silly how upsetting a little thing like saying goodbye to one's husband can be.
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Maria : Let me think, what could I suggest? Oh, first of all, you would like to see the Louvre Museum.
Anthony Halton : The what?
Maria : One of the most interesting picture galleries in the world! You've heard of the Mona Lisa?
Anthony Halton : Um, yes, I , um, I believe I have.
Maria : Oh, you don't care for pictures? Oh, I know, the Eiffel Tower.
Anthony Halton : You mean that steel thing? Stuck up in the air?
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Maria : Why do you stare at me like that?
Anthony Halton : He's completely off his head.
Maria : What are you talking about?
Anthony Halton : Butler! He described you as hard as nails, much older and - beginning to - beginning to spread.
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Anthony Halton : I must have done something very nice in my life to be so beautifully rewarded.
Maria : Do you really mean that?
Anthony Halton : And so much more. You're an angel.
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Maria : [describing her dream] I lost you in Paris. The next thing I remember we were here at home and you were beating me.
Sir Frederick : What did you do?
Maria : I'm afraid to tell you.
[smiles]
Maria : I liked it. And then you started to kiss me.
Sir Frederick : And you liked that too?
Maria : Better than ever before. You carried me upstairs.
Sir Frederick : And?
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Maria : It's true the dream is over; but, it doesn't have to be.
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Maria : Complaining wives are such a bore.
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Sir Frederick : You know where he met her? At this Grand Duchess' Salon. You remember the novel, "An Afternoon in Paris"?
Maria : Yes.
Sir Frederick : Its undoubtedly the same kind of a place.
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Maria : It's the privilege of a woman not to make sense. Men that expect women to be logical are likely to be failures in love.
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Maria : That's marvelous. I can hardly believe it. You really let all Europe wait just to find out if a woman is a brunette.
Sir Frederick : Or, a blonde.
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Maria : Now, why should I be Angel? Why should I be so foolish? Why should I do such a thing? Don't I have a lovely home? A celebrated husband? The best servants? Every comfort, social position? Is there anything more a woman could ask? Why should I be Angel? What reason could I have? Perhaps you can think of one?