David and Lisa (1962)
Janet Margolin: Lisa Brandt
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Quotes
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Lisa Brandt : What do you see when you look at me?
David Clemens : I see a girl who looks like a pearl. I see a pearl of a girl.
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Lisa Brandt : I'm not a lump and I like to jump!
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Lisa Brandt : [a mental patient who talks in rhymes] Hop, skip, jump. I'm not a lump, I'm not a lump. Hop, skip, jump. I'm not a lump, I'm not a lump. I'm not a lump and I like to jump. I'm not a lump and I like to jump.
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Lisa Brandt : [a mental patient who talks in rhymes] David! David! Look at me. Who do you see? Who do you see?
David Clemens : Lisa I see, looking at me.
Lisa Brandt : David, David, here we are. Come away, far, far.
David Clemens : I say -- Lisa, why must we rhyme? It's so hard and it takes so much time.
Lisa Brandt : Funny David, can't you see?
David Clemens : Lisa! Come back! Come back, I'll rhyme. I'll rhyme, this time.
Lisa Brandt : Rhyme, time, slime, rhyme!
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Lisa Brandt : [a mental patient who talks in rhymes] John is a louse! A big fat louse on a little gray mouse!
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Lisa Brandt : [a mental patient who talks in rhymes] Me, the same. Lisa, the name. Me, the same. Lisa, the name.
David Clemens : Me, the same. David, the name.
Lisa Brandt : Look at me. What do you see? What do you see?
David Clemens : Lisa, I see, staring at me.
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Lisa Brandt : [a mental patient who talks in rhymes] Don't touch. Don't touch. All else will do, but please no such. Foolish talking, foolish squawking. Don't touch, no such. No such, no touch.
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David Clemens : Don't you want to go, Lisa?
Lisa Brandt : [a mental patient who talks in rhymes] No, no. Snow and ice, ice and snow. No! No!
David Clemens : Remember, we looked out the window? There's no snow today.
Lisa Brandt : Foolish talking, foolish squawking. David, stay. We'll play, we'll play.
David Clemens : I can't stay. But I'll walk while we talk.
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Lisa Brandt : [a mental patient who talks in rhymes] So warm, so nice; no snow, no ice. Warm and nice; no snow, no ice. David, David, here you are. Come away, far, oh, far. Someday we'll go away. Someday and, to the clean white sand.
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Lisa Brandt : [a mental patient who talks in rhymes] Cow, cow, cow. Big black cow, big fat sow, and how, how! Cow, cow, cow.