The Love God? (1969)

Herb Voland: Atty. Gen. Frederick Snow

Quotes 

• Atty. Gen. Frederick Snow : Abner Peacock, if you love your country, you'll publish a filthy magazine.

• Atty. Gen. Frederick Snow : I have another duty. A higher duty to perform. And that is to protect you, your children, the very morality of our great nation - from the smut and moral corruption spewed forth like garbage from the lecherous, vile, lewd and licentious mind of *this* filthy little degenerate! Look at his face! It is the face of a smut monger. Look at his body - thin, wasted away by the dissipation and debauchery of a life of unspeakable orgies and depravity. What's the matter, dirty Abner? Trying to hide from the truth?

• Atty. Gen. Frederick Snow : [on the TV]  This is the smut Peacock has been spewing into the minds and homes of America. This dirt. This obscenity. This filth.

  Evelyn Tremaine : [watching her magazine photo shoots on display on the TV]  This is the most beautiful moment of my life.

• Atty. Gen. Frederick Snow : [on the TV]  The truth is, Abner Peacock is not fighting for great principals. He is fighting for the privilege of dirtying America - with Smut like this!

  [displays a copy of "Peacock's Magazine" with Evelyn on her knees, mouth open, clutching her breast, wearing black lingerie, camera moves in for close up] 

  Atty. Gen. Frederick Snow : And this. More of his revolting nudity. Disgusting, isn't it. How do you like this? And this?

  Evelyn Tremaine : [on the phone]  Yes! Isn't it wonderful! Me on television! Everybody I knows been calling.

  Osborn Tremaine : [rushes in]  Hurry up! They're showing the one of you and Armando in the hammock!

  Evelyn Tremaine : Oh, I'll call you right back mother.

• Atty. Gen. Frederick Snow : You see, he says he's innocent and he does *look* innocent - until you look into his eyes. They're the eyes of a man obsessed by *sex*. Eyes that mock our sacred institutions. Bedroom eyes, they call them in a bygone day. They're the eyes of a man whose lust knows no bounds - who lives but for corrupting others to a life of carnal pleasures and lewd designs. A man whose erotic desires and libertine practices are used to titillate the unsuspecting, who regards women as his playthings, and would stoop to any depths to satisfy his pornographic tastes. A Marquis de Sade would have regarded Abner Peacock as a *peer* in his search for lechery. We can have a clean America, but *only* when we remove this sex-ridden smut peddler from the society he is bent upon destroying.