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My Little Chickadee
(1940)
- 片 名My Little Chick...
- 上映時間1940年02月09日(美國)
- 導 演
埃迪·柯林
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Schoolboy:
We was doin' arithmetic on the blackboard when Miss Foster took sick.
Flower Belle Lee:
Oh, arithmetic... I was always pretty good at figures myself.
Judge:
Are you trying to show contempt for this court?
Flower Belle:
No... I'm doin' my best to hide it!
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
May I present my card?
Flower Belle Lee:
'Novelties and Notions.' What kind of notions you got?
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
You'd be surprised. Some are old, some are new. Whom have I the honor of addressing, m'lady?
Flower Belle Lee:
Mmm, they call me Flower Belle.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
Flower Belle, what a euphonious appellation. Easy on the ears and a banquet for the eyes.
Flower Belle Lee:
You're kinda cute yourself.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
Thank you. I never argue with a lady.
Flower Belle Lee:
Smart boy.
Mrs. Gideon:
Ohhh! I hope that wasn't whiskey you were drinking.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
Ah, no, dear, just a little sheep dip. Panacea for all stomach ailments.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
Tell me, prairie flower, can you give me the inside info on yon damsel with the hothouse cognomen?
Mrs. Gideon:
Do you mean Miss Flower Belle Lee?
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
I don't mean some woman out in China.
Mrs. Gideon:
Well! I'm afraid I can't say anything good about her.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
I can see what's good. Tell me the rest.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
Come, my phlox, my flower! I have some very definite pear-shaped ideas that I'd like to discuss with thee.
Milton:
Big chief gottum new squaw?
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
New is right. She hasn't been unwrapped yet.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
During one of my treks through Afghanistan, we lost our corkscrew. Compelled to live on food and water...
Gambler:
Will you play cards!
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
- for several days.
Flower Belle Lee:
Mmm, funny, every man I meet wants to protect me. I can't figure out what from.
Cousin Zeb:
Uh, is this a game of chance?
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
Not the way I play it, no.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
Sleep! The most beautiful experience in life. Except drink.
Barfly drinking straight whiskey:
Squawk Mulligan tells me you buried your wife several years ago.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
Ah, yes. I had to. She died.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
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If a thing is worth having, it's worth cheating for.
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Flower Belle Lee:
Any time you got nothin' to do and lots of time to do it, come up.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
I will be all things to you: father, mother, husband, counselor, japanapes, bartender...
Flower Belle Lee:
You're offering quite a bundle, honey.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
My heart is a bargain today. Will you take me?
[she sneaks a look at his satchel full of what she thinks is money]
Flower Belle Lee:
I'll take you - and how.
[giving schoolboys an arithmetic lesson]
Flower Belle Lee:
Two and two is four and five will get you ten if you know how to work it.
Wayne Carter:
Spring is the time for love.
Flower Belle Lee:
What's the matter with the rest of the year?
Jeff Badger:
And as for that tenderfoot sheriff, why, he couldn't keep his nose out of a bottle long enough to hold up a dog's tail, much less a stagecoach.
[last lines - each saying a line associated with the other]
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
If you get up around the Grampian Hills - why don't you come up and see me sometime?
Flower Belle Lee:
Ah, yeah, yeah, I'll do that, my little chickadee.
Flower Belle Lee:
I generally avoid temptation... unless I can't resist it.
Mrs. Gideon:
Was that chap dragging you across the prairie a full-blooded Indian?
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
Ah, quite the antithesis. He's very anemic.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
Babydoll, these weed-benders have been running off at the mouth... to your detriment.
Flower Belle Lee:
Hmmm, I ain't surprised. Bad news travels fast.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
I understand you need a Cicero and guide.
Flower Belle Lee:
I need more than that, honey.
[she places her arm on the seat back between them - he takes her hand]
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
Ah, what symmetrical digits! Soft as the fuzz of a baby's arm.
Flower Belle Lee:
But quick on the trigger.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
Mmm, yes. Uh, may I?
[kisses her fingers]
Flower Belle Lee:
Help yourself.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
Would you object if I avail myself of a second helping?
Flower Belle Lee:
Don't you think you're a little forwatd on such short acquaintance? You're compromising me.
[to the hotel porter]
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
By the way, my ski shoes and hockey mask will be up on the next train along with the polo pony. I understand the countryside abounds here with wild game: flamingoes... wine wombats... Indian civets.
Flower Belle Lee:
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[to Wayne Carter]
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You're a man with ideals. Well, I guess I better be goin' while you still got 'em.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
I've been worried about you, my little peachfuzz. Have you been loitering somewhere?
Flower Belle Lee:
I've been learning things.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
Unnecessary! You are the epitome of erudition... a double superlative. Can you handle it?
Flower Belle Lee:
Yeah, and I can kick it around, too.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
I'm tending bar one time down in the lower East side in New York... a tough felona comes in there by the name of Chicago Molly. I cautioned her, "None of your peccadilloes in here." There was some hot lunch on the bar comprising of succotash, Philadelphia cream cheese and asparagus with mayonnaise. She dips her mitt down into this melange - I'm yawning at the time - and she hits me right in the mug with it. I jumps over the bar and I knocks her down.
Squawk Mulligan, bartender:
[walks up] Where's the funnel?
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
I don't know. It's up along there somewhere. You were there the night I knocked Chicago Molly down, weren't you?
Squawk Mulligan, bartender:
YOU knocked her down? I was the one that knocked her down.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
[to the barfly] Oh, yeah, yes, that's right. He knocked her down. But I was the one started kicking her!
Squawk Mulligan, bartender:
Here's the funnel.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
[to Squawk] Yeah, OK.
[to barfly]
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
I starts kicking her in the midriff. D'ja ever kick a woman in the midriff that had a pair of corsets on?
Barfly drinking Panther:
No, I just can't recall any such incident right now.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
Why I almost broke my great toe. I never had such a painful experience.
Barfly drinking Panther:
Uh, did she ever come back again?
Squawk Mulligan, bartender:
I'll say she came back! She came back a week later and beat the both of us up.
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
Yeah. But she had another woman with her... an elderly lady with gray hair.
[the town mob is about to lynch Twillie]
Cuthbert J. Twillie:
I'd like to see Paris before I die... Philadelphia will do.
Wayne Carter:
I never argue - with a lady.
Flower Belle Lee:
Play it safe, huh?
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