Lady of the Tropics (1939)

Robert Taylor: Bill Carey

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• Bill Carey : Father... Father, help us.

  Father Antoine : My son, she goes where there is no east or west. And she will be judged by one who alone knows how great or how little were her sins.

• Bill Carey : Surely you don't think it wrong, Father, for people who love each other to marry, and marry decently and live happily forever afterwards?

  Father Antoine : I only think, monsieur, that you're marrying someone you love, but do not know - and will never know. Manon comes of a race older than ours, monsieur, a race whose heart is inscrutable and mysterious as its hats and its gods. You'll have only a half a bride, monsieur, eager and happy. The other half will always be far away from you. And I only fear that when sometimes this hidden one is revealed to you, you'll look with pain upon a stranger in your house, whatever your house be.

• Mr. Hype : Miss Harrison, your father wishes to. know if your landing cards are ready?

  Dolly Harrison : We're just finishing.

  Mr. Hype : Thank you.

  Dolly Harrison : Bill, what's my occupation?

  Bill Carey : Well, that's easy: heiress, of course. Your problem is, what's mine?

  Dolly Harrison : Playboy.

  Bill Carey : No, they'd expect me to arrive with a string of blondes and a polo pony on my arm.

• Bill Carey : Let's get going.

  Dolly Harrison : Oh, dear, more site seeing.

  Bill Carey : Well, Baedeker here calls Saigon the Paris of the Indo-China.

  Dolly Harrison : Well, everyone of these places is always the Paris of something or other.

• Bill Carey : Do the whites accept these half-castes?

  Father Antoine : No, they only create them.

• Manon DeVargnes : What can a woman do to a man that is cruel?

  Bill Carey : I can think of a few things.

  Manon DeVargnes : Not in Saigon. In Saigon, women are not important enough to be cruel.

• Bill Carey : I became a houseguest.

  Manon DeVargnes : Who's guest, Monsieur, did you become?

  Bill Carey : Anybodies. Anybodies with a swimming pool and a tennis court and a debutante lying around loose.

• Manon DeVargnes : Boats always look sad at night, don't they.

  Bill Carey : Yes. Like the moon. They ride away, like the moon.

• Bill Carey : I'll always remember that moon under the heading of: unfinished business.

• Bill Carey : Which one of these snake charmers is the lucky man?

• Bill Carey : [sarcastically]  Good luck in your gold house in the jungle with rings on your fingers and bells on your toes.

• Bill Carey : Kind of odd, isn't it. You go along hearing about love and thinking its something that happens only to lunatics and idiots. You keep wondering what all the yellings about and all the sudden you find out. You find out only once. Somebody you kiss just for fun, turns into a load of dynamite and blows you up.

  Manon DeVargnes : I've never been loved like that.

• Manon DeVargnes : It isn't true. You're being nice to me. It isn't true!

  Bill Carey : You're coming with me as my wife - in the eyes of God and man and the United States Passport Bureau.

• Bill Carey : The way I figure is this, a month in Paris...

  Manon DeVargnes : Oh, no, no, no, no. Two months.

  Bill Carey : Okay, two months. London, two months. And then we go home.

  Manon DeVargnes : Home? Where is that?

  Bill Carey : Rainbowland, honey, the good old U.S.A.

• Bill Carey : Oh, Manon, my unpredictable little screwball!

  Manon DeVargnes : What is screwball?

  Bill Carey : A girl with one dress and laughing about it.

• Bill Carey : All that silly firewater, last night. Me passing out on you.

  Manon DeVargnes : There will be other nights.

  Bill Carey : There better be.

  [kiss] 

• Bill Carey : You know how much rubber comes out of a tree in 24 hours?

  Manon DeVargnes : No.

  Bill Carey : Enough to make 175 pencil erasers.

• Bill Carey : Go on! You belong with them. Go back to your barefoot sisters with their black teeth!