The V.I.P.s (1963)
Elizabeth Taylor: Frances Andros
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Quotes
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Frances Andros : I love you for what you are. Not what you think you are.
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Frances Andros : That is what I love you for. That I can make fun of you.
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Marc Champselle : "No" is not a word that I recognise.
Frances Andros : You've recognised it for the past three months.
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Frances Andros : That word seems to have stuck in your throat, a bit.
Marc Champselle : Gigolo or aging?
Frances Andros : Not aging, we're all aging.
Marc Champselle : But, yes, gigolo does hurt. I suppose because its kind of true. I have made love to women for, oh, not for money, really, really not for money, or for what I could get out of it, but, well,
Frances Andros : Well?
Marc Champselle : For fun! It's true. I'm just one of nature's lay-abouts, I suppose.
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Frances Andros : I love you very deeply, you know.
Marc Champselle : Good. You haven't told me why?
Frances Andros : You so much want looking after. And I so much want to look after you.
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Frances Andros : I know it is foolishly sentimental to want to sit next to the man that you are eloping with.
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Frances Andros : ...and for most of those thirteen years I've loved him... but I don't know him. That smoke screen of... charm can be very dense.
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Marc Champselle : You? Why should you be scared of him?
Frances Andros : As a child I was scared of the dark.
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Marc Champselle : This is a problem, darling. How am I going to fix adjoining rooms for us, without seeming too obvious?
Frances Andros : Your past experience, should help you there, shouldn't it?
Marc Champselle : Have I married, a cat?
Frances Andros : You haven't married anything yet?
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Frances Andros : Darling, I simply have to get out of this dress and take a bath.
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Frances Andros : He needs me, it isn't show. He really needs me.
Marc Champselle : Do you think I don't?
Frances Andros : I know you do. But at least you'll survive.
Marc Champselle : How can you be so damn sure?
Frances Andros : It's a risk I'll have to take.
Marc Champselle : Don't you love me at all?
Frances Andros : Oh, yes! I love you, Marc. More, I think, than you'll ever know.
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Paul Andros : Well, if it isn't sex, what is it, then?
Frances Andros : The words you've been using - need, and love.
Paul Andros : He's incapable of love.
Frances Andros : His need. My love.
Paul Andros : His need is for charvet ties and silk shirts, and your love is too precious to be thrown away on a Marc Champselle. There are thousands of them! Later on, perhaps, when you're at the right age. Only don't let me know about him, in case I shoot him. At least that would make some kind of sense! But to destroy both of our lives for a male whore...
Frances Andros : Paul! Paul, I think you'd better go now.
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Marc Champselle : Well, I'll have to think up something rather quick, won't I? I can still play golf, down to scratch. I wonder if I could turn pro at my age? Why, what's so funny about that?
Frances Andros : My father left me 300,000.
Marc Champselle : You lying daughter of a...
Frances Andros : Fairly rich businessman.
Marc Champselle : Why have you always told me he left you nothing?
Frances Andros : Surely you can guess why.
Marc Champselle : You didn't suspect - you couldn't possibly have suspected?
Frances Andros : I just wanted to make sure.
Marc Champselle : I've never been so insulted in my life!
Frances Andros : Yes, you have.
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Frances Andros : What did you say to him?
Marc Champselle : The right things, apparently. I'll tell them to you later, when my heart gets back some sort of rhythm. Feel it. I had a gun to face, you see. And you know me, I'm not exactly Wyatt Earp.
