It's Love I'm After (1937)
Leslie Howard: Basil Underwood
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Quotes
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Basil Underwood : After all, what am I? Just the greatest actor in the world.
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Basil Underwood : I say, Digges, you don't suppose I've aroused her slap-me-again-I-love-it complex?
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Marcia West : [to Basil] Will you shut up?
Basil Underwood : What?
Marcia West : You meddlesome old nuisance, who asked you to interfere with our affairs, anyway?
Henry Grant, Jr. : She's absolutely right!
Basil Underwood : Well, I like that! Why, you - you...
Marcia West : You leave Henry out of this! If he'd had any sense he would have realized that I'd have forgotten all about you in two weeks. I was in love with Clark Gable last year, and if I could get over him, it's a cinch I could get over you.
Basil Underwood : Who's Clark Gable?
Marcia West : [to Henry] He doesn't know who Clark Gable is.
Henry Grant, Jr. : Hmmm. I do.
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Marcia West : This is Miss Kane.
Gracie Kane : I know you, you wear blue polka-dot shorts!
Basil Underwood : Are there no reformatories in California?
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Basil Underwood : Joyce, I'm a desperate man. If you don't open this door I'll kill myself.
Joyce Arden : Good! Let's have blood and destruction!
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Basil Underwood : Have you seen a mad woman around here?
Second Butler : Which one sir?
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Basil Underwood : Alright Joyce, I'm reaching for my gun.
Joyce Arden : Wait, I believe the trigger's at the rear end.
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Gracie Kane : Oh, Mr. Actor Man! Where're you going?
Basil Underwood : To someplace where there are no dear little children
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Mrs. Kane : I'm Mrs. Kane, my friends call me Sugar.
Basil Underwood : How sweet of them.
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Gracie Kane : I know something you don't know, I know something you don't know.
Basil Underwood : She knows something we don't know.
Digges : It can't be very important or we'd know it.
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Marcia West : What right has she to talk that way to me?
Joyce Arden : Practically none. Wives have so few rights nowadays.
Marcia West : Your wife?
Basil Underwood : Yes, my wife...
[looking at Joyce]
Basil Underwood : ... wonderful.
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Basil Underwood : A strange situation. In order to make myself a better man, I've got to behave like a blaggard.
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Joyce Arden : I'm through, you hear me? I'm through.
Basil Underwood : How modest of you to admit that, sweetheart.
Joyce Arden : No, I mean with you.
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Joyce Arden : After all, Washington did free the slaves.
Basil Underwood : What's that got to do with it?
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Marcia West : I think that everyone should act the way they feel, don't you?
Basil Underwood : Yes, uh, I do. Yes, yes.
Marcia West : Of course, a lot of people think I'm crazy. Do you?
Basil Underwood : No, no, no. A little strange, perhaps, but, uh...
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Marcia West : I thought perhaps, that... that someday when you're old and forgotten...
Basil Underwood : What? Me... me forgotten?
Marcia West : And when you feel that awful loneliness that comes to those who've been admired and then are now forgotten - that then, perhaps, you'll remember tonight. And be grateful to me.
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Basil Underwood : She doesn't love me anymore. I wonder why.
Digges : Oh, women are changeable creatures, sir.
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Basil Underwood : Down in the street below, a great carnival of people... happy together. And up here, one man, miserably alone.
Digges : I'm here, sir.
Basil Underwood : Oh, you're always here, Digges.
Digges : Yes, I thank you, sir.
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Basil Underwood : Digges, why is it no one loves me?
Digges : But I love you, sir.
Basil Underwood : Don't confuse the issue. Am I really such a bad fellow as she thinks?
Digges : Oh, please, sir. Don't let's go into that now.
Basil Underwood : There's loyalty for you.
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Digges : Yes sir, we get minus 200 for Philadelphia, sir.
Basil Underwood : Philadelphia?
Digges : The alderman's wife, sir.
Basil Underwood : You can't count that. She didn't complain.
Digges : Yes, but the alderman did, sir.
Basil Underwood : Oh, all right. Have it your own way. Philadelphia, minus 20.
Digges : Sorry, sir - Philadelphia, minus 200.
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Digges : All in all, I'm afraid we add up as a bit of bad odor, sir.
Basil Underwood : Yes, I'm afraid we do. What a thing for a man to wake up and realize.
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Basil Underwood : Basil Underwood, you're a skunk.
Digges : Oh, don't take it to heart, sir.
Basil Underwood : Don't defend me, Digges. After all, what am I? Just the greatest actor in the world.
Digges : Yes, but there's hope sir, even for us.
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Digges : Well, it's the season for making resolutions and turning over a new leaf, sir.
Basil Underwood : Huh, I'd have to turn over the whole public library.
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Basil Underwood : Joyce, darling, please open the door. I'm going to show you a new side of me.
Joyce Arden : I've seen every side of you and I'm not interested in any of this.
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Basil Underwood : For ultimate hostility, give me a woman.
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Basil Underwood : Joyce!
Joyce Arden : What?
Basil Underwood : Sweetheart.
Joyce Arden : Darling.
Basil Underwood : Dearest darling.
Joyce Arden : Sweetheart.
Basil Underwood : I can't bear it. I forgive you.
Joyce Arden : And I forgive you, too.
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Joyce Arden : Do you really love me so much?
Basil Underwood : With all my heart and my soul. You're all women in one and the one woman.
Joyce Arden : I know that's from the first act of... but darling, darling. Say it again.
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Basil Underwood : No, you say something nice to me.
Joyce Arden : Dearest, I think you're the lowest thing that ever crawled, but as long as I can reach out and get my hands on you, no other man will ever touch me.
Basil Underwood : Thank you. Thank you.
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Basil Underwood : You hear that, Digges? We're going to be married.
Digges : What, again, sir?
Basil Underwood : What do you mean, again? We've never been married before... have we sweet?
Digges : I mean planning again, sir. At least a dozen times this past year.
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Basil Underwood : I resent the implication, Digges, as if we don't know our own minds.
Digges : It's just that you've approached the precipice so often, sir.
Joyce Arden : I resent that precipice, Digges.
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Basil Underwood : What was that line, Digges? Don't tell me... Uhm, tell me.
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Henry Grant, Jr. : Haven't you one speck of unselfishness in you?
Basil Underwood : What was that?
Henry Grant, Jr. : Don't you ever do a thing because it's the decent thing to do?
Basil Underwood : The decent thing to do? I'm beginning to see something.
Henry Grant, Jr. : Don't you ever do a thing that's generous if only to help your self-respect?
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Digges : Oh, sir. I have the gravest misgivings about all this, sir.
Basil Underwood : Nonsense, Digges. It's a golden opportunity. It'll be my moral salvation. I want 500 points for this Digges.
Digges : Oh, when I think of poor Miss Joyce in there unexpectingly
[sic]
Digges : getting ready, sir.
Basil Underwood : Well, she'll love me for it.
Digges : I hope you can make her see it in that light, sir.
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Digges : Couldn't you marry her first, sir, and demonstrate your reformation afterwards?
Basil Underwood : No, Digges. I'm determined to come to her a cleansed man. I will not have the woman I love married to what you somewhat indelicately refer to as a bad odor.
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Digges : Are we going to tell her, sir?
Basil Underwood : Well, the arrangement might be a little difficult to understand from the female point of view.
Digges : Exactly, sir.
Basil Underwood : I think in that case, I will spring it as a happy surprise.
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Joyce Arden : Basil, are you standing me up again?
Basil Underwood : Now, now, don't get excited. You know what it does to you.
Joyce Arden : You thing. You unutterable...
Basil Underwood : Joyce, remember your glands.
Joyce Arden : If I hadn't been hypnotized, I'd have known you'd do this to me again.
Basil Underwood : You see, I, I, I've gotta go do a favor for a friend.
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Basil Underwood : We're going to descend on them like a pestilence in the night. Play up to me, Digges.
Digges : You mean to say that I'm to be a pestilence too, sir?
Basil Underwood : You're the perfect type for the part.
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First Butler : Are you one of the weekend guests, sir?
Basil Underwood : Heh, heh, heh, heh. I am THE weekend guest. People don't go to bed when Basil Underwood is coming.
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William West : Get out!
Basil Underwood : Did you hear that Digges?
Digges : Distinctly, sir. I'll get the bags.
Basil Underwood : Just a moment.
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Basil Underwood : Would you mind repeating that?
William West : With pleasure. Get out of this house!
Basil Underwood : Are you an actor, sir?
William West : Who, me?
Basil Underwood : Because if you're not, it's a great loss to the stage.
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Basil Underwood : What do you mean inviting me here for the weekend and then going to bed?
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Digges : [Speaking loudly as Basil comes down the stairs] Mr. Underwood, sir.
Basil Underwood : Yes, Digges. What is it?
Digges : No kippers!
Basil Underwood : What?
Digges : [Louder, so it drowns out the whole breakfast room] No kippers, sir.
Basil Underwood : What, no kippers?
Digges : [Following Basil into the breakfast room] No, sir.
Basil Underwood : Disgraceful.
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Basil Underwood : Am I to understand that we are kipper-less?
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Basil Underwood : I wonder if I'm reforming for the wrong woman.
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Basil Underwood : Here, have you seen a mad woman around here somewhere.
Second Butler : Which one, sir?
Basil Underwood : Well, I mean a lady who...
Second Butler : If you mean Mrs. Underwood, sir, she's in your room.
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Marcia West : Don't tell father. He doesn't understand.
Basil Underwood : No, he wouldn't, would he.
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Basil Underwood : [to Marcia] I cannot abide a woman with morals. Get thee to a nunnery. Go!
Digges : [Following Basil up the stairs] Ah, Hamlet, Act III, Scene 1.
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Basil Underwood : Why are you grinning like a Berkshire kitten?
Joyce Arden : Cheshire, darling.
Basil Underwood : Well, Cheshire then.
Joyce Arden : And I do resent being called a cat.
Basil Underwood : I didn't. I called you a kitten.
Joyce Arden : Well, kittens turn into cats.
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Elevator Operator : Aren't you Basil Underwood?
Basil Underwood : Hmmm? Yes, yes.
Elevator Operator : See here, I took my wife to see you in Hamlet, and ever since then I can't do anything with her.
Basil Underwood : That's too bad.
Elevator Operator : Oh, I know it ain't your fault. You can't help it if you look that way in tights.
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Joyce Arden : I think I'm going to scream!
Basil Underwood : Now, Joyce...
Joyce Arden : I'm sure I'm going to scream! Ahhhh!
Basil Underwood : Now Joyce remember your glands!
Joyce Arden : You leave my glands out of this!
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Basil Underwood : We'll be married tomorrow!
Joyce Arden : Not to me you won't! Not tomorrow or tomorrow, or tomorrow!
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Basil Underwood : [Joyce has just embraced his Romeo on stage, and Basil mumbles to her] Take your hand away from my face. They can't see me.