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Hildy Johnson (Character)
from His Girl Friday (1940)

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His Girl Friday (1940)
Hildy Johnson: [Hildy's on the phone telling Walter how Earl Williams escsaped] Of course he had to have a gun to re-enact the crime with. And who do you think supplied it? Peter B. Hartwell. B For brains.

Walter Burns: There's been a lamp burning in the window for ya, honey... here.
Hildy Johnson: Oh, I jumped out that window a long time ago.

Walter Burns: What do you think I am, a crook?
Hildy Johnson: Yes.

Hildy Johnson: Walter, you're wonderful, in a loathsome sort of way.

Hildy Johnson: [speaking on the phone to Bruce] There's an old newspaper superstition that the first big check you get, you put in the lining of your hat. In your hat! It brings good luck.
Murphy: I've been a reporter for 20 years - I never heard that before.
Hildy Johnson: [to Murphy] Neither did I.

Bruce Baldwin: [Concerning Walter] I like him; he's got a lot of charm.
Hildy Johnson: Well he comes by it naturally his grandfather was a snake.

Bruce Baldwin: [Speaking of Walter] You know, Hildy, he's not such a bad fellow.
Hildy Johnson: No, he should make some girl real happy.
Bruce Baldwin: Uh-huh.
Hildy Johnson: [Under her breath] Slap-happy.
Bruce Baldwin: He's not the man for you. I can see that. But I sort of like him. He's got a lot of charm.
Hildy Johnson: Well, he comes by it naturally - his grandfather was a snake.

Walter Burns: Bruce, I, uh... let me get this straight. I must have misunderstood you. You mean you're taking the sleeper today and then getting married tomorrow?
Bruce Baldwin: Oh, well, it's not like that.
Walter Burns: Well, what's it like?
Hildy Johnson: Poor Walter. He'll toss and turn all night. Perhaps we better tell him Mother's coming along, too.
Walter Burns: [to Hildy] Mother? Why, your mother kicked the bucket!
Bruce Baldwin: No, my mother, my mother.
Walter Burns: Oh, your mother. Oh, well, that relieves my mind.
Hildy Johnson: [to Walter] It was cruel of us to let you suffer that way.
[to Bruce]
Hildy Johnson: Isn't Walter sweet? Always wanting to protect me.

Hildy Johnson: I suppose I proposed to you?
Walter Burns: Well, you practically did, making goo-goo eyes at me for two years until I broke down.
[impersonates Hildy, flutters his eyelashes]
Walter Burns: "Oh, Walter." And I still claim I was tight the night I proposed to you. If you had been a gentleman, you would have forgotten all about it. But not you!
Hildy Johnson: [hurls her purse at him] Why, you - !
Walter Burns: [ducks and her purse barely misses him] You're losing your eye. You used to be able to pitch better than that.

Hildy Johnson: All I know is that instead of two weeks in Atlantic City with my bridegroom, I spent two weeks in a coal mine with John Krupsky. You don't deny that, do you Walter?
Walter Burns: Deny it? I'm proud of it. We beat the whole country on that story.
Hildy Johnson: [shouting] Well, suppose we did. That isn't what I got married for!

Walter Burns: Look, Hildy, I only acted like any husband that didn't want to see his home broken up.
Hildy Johnson: What home?
Walter Burns: "What home"? Don't you remember the home I promised you?

Hildy Johnson: [speaking to Walter on the phone] Now, get this, you double-crossing chimpanzee: There ain't going to be any interview and there ain't going to be any story. And that certified check of yours is leaving with me in twenty minutes. I wouldn't cover the burning of Rome for you if they were just lighting it up. If I ever lay my two eyes on you again, I'm gonna walk right up to you and hammer on that monkeyed skull of yours 'til it rings like a Chinese gong!

Hildy Johnson: [to Walter] Listen to me, you great big bubble-headed baboon!

Hildy Johnson: [speaking of her fiance] He treats me like a woman.
Walter Burns: Oh he does, does he? Mm-hm... how did I treat you? Like a water buffalo?

Hildy Johnson: I wouldn't cover the burning of Rome for you if they were just lighting it up!

Hildy Johnson: [speaking to Walter on the phone] Did you hear that? That's the story I just wrote. Yes, yes, I know we had a bargain. I just said I'd write it, I didn't say I wouldn't tear it up! It's all in little pieces now, Walter, and I hope to do the same for you some day!
[hangs up emphatically]
Hildy Johnson: [to the other reporters] And that, my friends, is my farewell to the newspaper game.

Walter Burns: Sorta wish you hadn't done that, Hildy.
Hildy Johnson: Done what?
Walter Burns: Divorced me. Makes a fella lose all faith in himself. Gives him a... almost gives him a feeling he wasn't wanted.
Hildy Johnson: Oh, now look, junior... that's what divorces are FOR!

Walter Burns: Well well... how long is it?
Hildy Johnson: How long is what?
Walter Burns: You know what... how long is it since we've seen each other?

Walter Burns: Let's see this paragon! Is he as good as you say?
Hildy Johnson: Why, he's better!
Walter Burns: Well then, what does he want with you?
Hildy Johnson: Ah-ha-ha, now you got me!

Hildy Johnson: Walter!
Walter Burns: What?
Hildy Johnson: The mayor's first wife, what was her name?
Walter Burns: You mean the one with the wart on her?
Hildy Johnson: Right.
Walter Burns: Fanny!

Louis: What's the matter, Hildy?
Hildy Johnson: Don't give me that innocent stuff! What did you pull on Mr. Baldwin THIS time?
Louis: Who, me?
Hildy Johnson: Yes, you and that albino of yours!
Louis: You talkin' about Evangeline?
Hildy Johnson: None other!
Louis: She ain't no albino.
Hildy Johnson: She'll do 'till one comes along!
Louis: She was born right here in this country!

Sheriff Hartwell: Aiding an escaped criminal and a little charge of kidnapping.
Fred, the Mayor: Well, looks like about ten years a piece for you two birds.
Walter Burns: Does it?
[unimpressed]
Hildy Johnson: If you think you've got The Morning Post licked it's time for you to get out of town.
Fred, the Mayor: Whistling in the dark. Well that isn't going to help you this time. You're through.
Walter Burns: Listen the last man that said that to me was Archie Leach just a week before he cut his throat.

Walter Burns: What were you when you came here five years ago - a little college girl from a school of journalism. I took a doll-faced hick...
Hildy Johnson: Well, you wouldn't take me if I hadn't been doll-faced.
Walter Burns: Well, why should I? I thought it would be a novelty to have a face around here a man could look at without shuddering.

Walter Burns: You've got the brain of a pancake. This isn't just a story you're covering - it's a revolution. This is the greatest yarn in journalism since Livingstone discovered Stanley.
Hildy Johnson: It's the other way around.
Walter Burns: Oh, well, don't get technical at a time like this.

Walter Burns: We've been in worse jams than this, haven't we, Hildy?
Hildy Johnson: Nope.

Hildy Johnson: A big fat lummox like you hiring an airplane to write: "Hildy, don't be hasty. Remember my dimple. Walter." Delayed our divorce 20 minutes while the judge went out and watched it.

Walter Burns: [On the phone with Duffy; Walter and Hildy are getting remarried and going to Niagara Falls on their honeymoon] What? A strike? What strike? Where? Albany? Well, I know it's on the way, Duffy, but I can't ask Hildy to...
Hildy Johnson: All right, we'll honeymoon in Albany.
Walter Burns: Okay, Duffy.
[to Hildy]
Walter Burns: Well, isn't that a coincidence, we're going to Albany! I wonder if Bruce can put us up.

Hildy Johnson: Take your hands off me! What are you playing osteopath?

Sanders: Where'd ya get the hat?
Hildy Johnson: Hey! I paid twelve bucks for that hat.

Bensinger: Are we invited to the wedding?
Hildy Johnson: Well, I might use you for a bridesmaid, Roy.


Switching Channels (1988)
Christy Colleran: [after John tells her not to use profanity in the news broadcasts] When have I EVER used foul language, you rotten son-of-a-BITCH?

Christy Colleran: [running in a marathon] It may look like rain to the rest of you, but on Lake Shore Drive it's sunshine all the way.
[motorcycle drives by and wets her]
Christy Colleran: Ah! Thats right Chicago hit me, beat me I love it! This is Christy Colleran, Satellite Network News.

Christy Colleran: This just in: At 12 noon today 15,000 students from all 50 states, will be joined electronically to play "Darktown Strutters Ball" on the kazoo
[starts to chuckle]
Christy Colleran: for the President of the United States.
[starts to laugh harder]
Christy Colleran: The Prestident as you know is a former kazoo player and may wish to join in.
[laughing louder]
Christy Colleran: Wait a minute, wait a minute here, we're doing a story about 15,000 kazoo players and
[mockingly]
Christy Colleran: the President of the United States!
[laughing hysterically]
John L. Sullivan IV: [talking on the phone] I think my ex-wife is cracking up. What do you mean "give her a vacation"!
[sees Christy cracking up on the monitor]
John L. Sullivan IV: Give her a vacation.
[Christy keeps on laughing uncontrolably]

Blaine Bingham: So, you're what a network news man looks like.
John L. Sullivan IV: And you sell jock straps!
Blaine Bingham: 25 million last year alone. You know if I'd invented that little baby, I'd be a rich man today.
John L. Sullivan IV: I thought you were a rich man. Aren't you a multi-millionaire?
Blaine Bingham: Depends on what you mean by multi.
John L. Sullivan IV: Multi usually means more than one!
Christy Colleran: Blaine, sweetheart, we don't have to dicuss our finances with him.
John L. Sullivan IV: Our?
Christy Colleran: Our.

Christy Colleran: Blaine knows everything about food.
John L. Sullivan IV: Now that's important. to know EVERYTHING about food.


The Front Page (1974)
Hildebrand 'Hildy' Johnson: Goodbye, Duffy. Watch the diabetes. Walter, it's been fun.
Duffy: What's he mean by that?
Walter Burns: He's leaving us. Getting married.
Duffy: Yeah? That hostess at the Hotsy-Totsy Club?
Hildebrand 'Hildy' Johnson: You're not even close. Why, this is a very classy dame. Philadephia. Studied to be a concert pianist.
Walter Burns: Where in the hell would you meet a concert pianist?
Hildebrand 'Hildy' Johnson: Well, actually, she's a widow. Husband cracked up in a brand-new Packard. Only had 18 miles on it. So, to support herself, she's playing the organ at the Balaban & Katz Theater.
Walter Burns: The one in the Loop?
Hildebrand 'Hildy' Johnson: Yeah. We've been dating three months.
Walter Burns: Jeez, Hildy. why didn't you tell me? Kid, I woulda thrown you a little farewell party...
Hildebrand 'Hildy' Johnson: Oh, no, no, no! I know your farewell parties! When Ben Hecht was leaving for Hollywood, you slipped a micky in his gin fizz. It took four of us to get on the California Limited.

'Honest Pete' Hartman Sheriff of Clark County: [walks into the press room to see the reporters drinking liquor] Ah, what's the idea, fellas? You know better than that. This is a government building!
Kruger: Uh, hi, sheriff.
Endicott: What'll ya have?
'Honest Pete' Hartman Sheriff of Clark County: I got a good mind to have you all locked up!
Hildebrand 'Hildy' Johnson: The state's atterney wouldn't like it, because I bought that stuff from his brother.

'Honest Pete' Hartman Sheriff of Clark County: [the sheriff is passing out tickets to the execution] Daily News. Examiner.
Hildebrand 'Hildy' Johnson: Here you are, Rudy. The new man.
'Honest Pete' Hartman Sheriff of Clark County: Oh, what happened? They finally fire you?
Hildebrand 'Hildy' Johnson: I'm retiring to my country estate outside Philadelphia.
'Honest Pete' Hartman Sheriff of Clark County: Well, in that case, I will have a drink!
Hildebrand 'Hildy' Johnson: No, you won't. Not my liquor!
Rudy Keppler of the Chicago Examiner: What should I do with the second ticket?
Hildebrand 'Hildy' Johnson: Sell it to a scalper, like the sheriff does.


The Front Page (1931)
[Hildy tries to explain to his fiancee why he's still working for Walter Burns' newspaper when he promised to resign]
Hildebrand 'Hildy' Johnson: Listen, dear, something terrific has happened. I was going to tell but I couldn't!
Walter Burns: Tell her nothing. She's a woman, you fool!

Hildebrand 'Hildy' Johnson: I'm all washed up.
Walter Burns: What's that?
Hildebrand 'Hildy' Johnson: I mean it this time, Walter.
Peggy Grant: Oh, Hildy, if I only thought you did!
Hildebrand 'Hildy' Johnson: If I'm not telling you the absolute truth, may I fall dead. I'm going to New York tonight with you, if you give me one last chance. I'm going to cut out drinking and swearing and everything connected with the crazy newspaper business! Honey, I'll never even read a newspaper.