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: [Hanging by their fingers from Mount Rushmore
] What happened with your first two marriages? Roger Thornhill
: My wives divorced me. Eve Kendall
: Why? Roger Thornhill
: They said I led too dull a life.
: I tipped the steward five dollars to seat you here if you should come in. Roger Thornhill
: Is that a proposition? Eve Kendall
: I never discuss love on an empty stomach. Roger Thornhill
: You've already eaten! Eve Kendall
: But you haven't.
: When I was a little boy, I wouldn't even let my mother undress me. Eve Kendall
: Well, you're a big boy now.
: The moment I meet an attractive woman, I have to start pretending I have no desire to make love to her. Eve Kendall
: What makes you think you have to conceal it? Roger Thornhill
: She might find the idea objectionable. Eve Kendall
: Then again, she might not.
: It's going to be a long night. Roger Thornhill
: True. Eve Kendall
: And I don't particularly like the book I've started. Roger Thornhill
: Ah. Eve Kendall
: You know what I mean? Roger Thornhill
: Ah, let me think. Yes, I know exactly what you mean.
: Roger O. Thornhill. What does the O stand for? Roger Thornhill
: I'm a big girl. Roger Thornhill
: Yeah, and in all the right places, too.
: How do I know you aren't a murderer? Roger Thornhill
: You don't. Eve Kendall
: Maybe you're planning to murder me right here, tonight. Roger Thornhill
: Shall I? Eve Kendall
: Please do.
: I want you to do a favor for me. A big, big favor. Roger Thornhill
: Name it. Eve Kendall
: I want you to leave right now, stay far away from me, and don't come near me again. We're not going to get involved. Last night was last night, and it's all there was, and it's all there is. There isn't going to be anything more between us. So please. Goodbye, good luck, no conversation, just leave.
: What possessed you to come blundering in here like this? Could it be an overpowering interest in art? Roger Thornhill
: Yes, the art of survival. Eve Kendall
: He followed me here from the hotel. Leonard
: He was in your room? Roger Thornhill
: Sure. Isn't everybody?
: What's wrong with men like me? Eve Kendall
: They don't believe in marriage. Roger Thornhill
: I've been married twice. Eve Kendall
: See what I mean?
: How does a girl like you get to be a girl like you? Eve Kendall
: Lucky, I guess.
: Now, what can a man do with his clothes off for twenty minutes? Couldn't he have taken an hour? Eve Kendall
: You could always take a cold shower.
: When we get out of this, you can ride the train with me again. Eve Kendall
: Is that a proposition? Roger Thornhill
: It's a proposal, sweetie!
: You've got taste in clothes, taste in food. Roger Thornhill
: [necks Eve
] Hmm, And taste in women. I like your flavor.
: While I'm calling, you can change your clothes. Roger Thornhill
: Where do you propose I do that? In Marshall Fields' window? Eve Kendall
: I sort of had the men's room in mind. Roger Thornhill
: Did you, now? You're the smartest girl I ever spent the night with on a train.
: Patience is a virtue. Roger Thornhill
: So is breathing.
: Tell me, why are you so good to me? Eve Kendall
: Shall I climb up and tell you why?
] it's something about my face. Eve Kendall
: It's a nice face. Roger Thornhill
: You think so? Eve Kendall
: I wouldn't say it if I didn't. Roger Thornhill
: Oh, you're that type. Eve Kendall
: What type? Roger Thornhill
: Jack Philips, manager for Kingby Electronics. Eve Kendall
: No, you're not, you're Roger Thornhill of Madison Avenue, and you're wanted for murder on every front page in America. Don't be modest.