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: You can check the wings and halo at the desk. Dennis Morgan
: I'll be right up.
: What you been eatin', cement?
] I thought we might run up a few curtains and make a batch of fudge while we were planning on what to wear to the country club dance Saturday night.
: Well for the love of mud! Where am I sleeping - on a racetrack?
: Come on, lets have it. Who are you? Where'd you come from? Vantine
: Don't rush me, brother. I'm Pollyanna, the Glad Girl.
: Why'd you get off the boat at all? You know it doesn't stop here again for four week, don't you? Vantine
: Sure I do. Think I'm overjoyed about it? But, its just got to be, that's all. Dennis Morgan
: Well, then? Vantine
: I left the boat here for the same reason I took it at Saigon. Dennis Morgan
: What reason? Vantine
: I got mixed up in a little trouble and I thought I'd stay out of town 'til the Gendarmes forgot about it. Dennis Morgan
: And what a cast iron nerve you've got. Vantine
: You have to have in my line. But, don't worry, big boy, I'll stay out from under foot. I'll even pay for my board if you insist on it nicely.
: You're not going to leave the corpse here? Dennis Morgan
: It's his room. Didn't you know? Vantine
: Honest I didn't. I just took the first room the houseboy showed me. Oh, please you guys. This place is full of lizards and cockroaches as it is. Dennis Morgan
: One more won't hurt.
: Don't mind me boys, I'm just restless.
: Your hair always been that color? Vantine
: Always been a towhead.
: Gee, Denni, I don't want any ceremonies, but, but, turn around and give me the works.
: Hey, where's the reception committee? It's been a nice little walk. Did you hear that hungry pussy cat back there?
] What a pleasant little house party this is gonna be.
: Now, listen. This woman's decent. You watch your language and stop running around here half naked. Vantine
: I'll stay as comfortable as I like.
: [Taking a bath
] What's the matter? Afraid I'll - shock the duchess? Don't you suppose she's ever seen a French postcard? Dennis Morgan
: You'll let those curtains down if its the last bath you'll ever take!
: [Naked, Vantine jumps in the rain barrel
] Get out of there! Say what's the idea? Vantine
: What? Dennis Morgan
: Getting in that barrel? Vantine
: Oh, I don't know? Maybe I'm goin' over Niagara Falls. Whoop!
: Do you mind if I stay here with you? Vantine
: Think you can stand the company?
: It's stupid of me to be so frightened. Vantine
: This storm isn't the only thing that has you worried around here, is it? I saw him kick the door shut. He came out with rouge all over his mouth. I suppose he asked to use your lipstick?
[Lights a cigarette
: I don't know how it happened. I didn't do anything. He didn't have any reason to believe that I'd... Vantine
: I didn't hear any cries for help. Barbara Willis
: Oh, I don't know what came over me. I should have stopped him. I tried, but... Vantine
: But you couldn't. Even when you tried, could you? Barbara Willis
: No. That's why I'm scared.
: Oh, it's too silly. What do I mean I'm scared? It was just one of those exciting little moment things. Vantine
: Well, watch out for the next moment, honey. It's longer than the first.
: [Eating dinner
] Those coolies are tough to handle, aren't they? Dennis Morgan
: Didn't I tell you they were a lazy bunch? Gary Willis
: Well, I mean, I didn't know they were so sneaky about it. The minute you turn your back on 'em, they're up to something or other they shouldn't be doing.
[Denni and Barbara look at each other
] Gary Willis
: Are they always like that? Dennis Morgan
: I'm afraid so. McQuarg
: I was telling him about that time that Malay tried to knife you in the back. Vantine
: Its a great country for that sort of thing.
: What's the matter with you? Are you crazy? Vantine
: Just a little nauseated. This rain seems to have uncovered a pile of garbage around here. Dennis Morgan
: Stop looking through key holes. It's bad for the eyes.
: Listen, what goes on here is my business. Vantine
: Suppose I were to tell that nice white kid? He'd make it his business, wouldn't he?
: All those lame cracks won't help you any if I come back and find you've been annoying her. Vantine
: Oh, I wouldn't touch her with your best pair of rubber gloves!
: Its a dirty, rotten country. Vantine
: And we're dirty, rotten people, I suppose, eh? Dennis Morgan
: Oh, Denni! Denni, does it hurt awful? Dennis Morgan
: Oh, stop blubbering.