The Winslow Boy (1948)

Marie Lohr: Grace Winslow

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Quotes 

• Grace Winslow : Things we took for granted a year ago and now don't seem to matter anymore.

  Arthur Winslow : Such as?

  Grace Winslow : Such as peace and quiet, and an ordinary respectable life. Some sort of future for us and our children. A happy home, Arthur. A happy home. But you've thrown that all overboard. I can only pray to God that you know what you're doing.

  Arthur Winslow : I know exactly what I'm doing, Grace. I'm going to publish my son's innocence before the world.

  Grace Winslow : Oh, talk about sacrificing everything for him. But when he's grown up, he won't thank you or it, Arthur. Even though you've given your life to... publish his innocence, as you call it. Yes, Arthur, your life... You know as well as any of the doctors what's really the matter with you. You're destroying yourself, Arthur. And me... and your family. And for what, I'd like to know. For what, Arthur?

  Arthur Winslow : For justice, Grace.

  Grace Winslow : You sure it isn't just plain pride and self-importance and sheer brute stubbornness?

• Grace Winslow : Well, as a matter of fact, I was looking for something new to say.

  Arthur Winslow : No one, with the possible exception of Bernard Shaw, could possibly find anything new to say about an engaged couple.

• Arthur Winslow : Grace, dear, your son is facing charges of theft and forgery.

  Grace Winslow : It's so difficult. I simply can't be seen in the same old hat, day after day.

• Grace Winslow : Come on, Dickie. When you get to the front door, put your head down like me and charge through them all.

  [Reporters] 

  Grace Winslow : I always shout, "I'm the maid and I don't know nothin'."

• Grace Winslow : [to John, after the engagement is announced]  May I kiss you? After all I'm practically your mother now.

  Arthur Winslow : By the same token, I'm practically your father but if you'll forgive me...

• Violet - the maid : You rang sir?

  Arthur Winslow : Yes Violet. My compliments to Mr Dickie, and if he doesn't stop that cacophonous hullabaloo at once, I'll throw him and his infernal machine into the street.

  Violet - the maid : Yes sir. What was that word again, cack something?

  Arthur Winslow : Never mind, never mind, say what you like only stop him.

  Violet - the maid : Well, I'll do my best, sir. Excuse me madam.

  Grace Winslow : Where are you going Violet?

  Violet - the maid : I've got to stop Mr Dickie's cacka cough something.