Dinner at Eight (1933)
Kitty: [Final lines] I was reading a book the other day.
Carlotta: [Nearly trips] Reading a book?
Kitty: Yes. It's all about civilization or something. A nutty kind of a book. Do you know that the guy says that machinery is going to take the place of every profession?
Carlotta: [Looking her over] Oh, my dear, that's something you need never worry about.
Miss Copeland: You were wonderful!
Carlotta Vance: Yes, that was the last thing I did.
Miss Copeland: I remember it as plain as if it were yesterday.
Carlotta Vance: Hmm.
Miss Copeland: Though I was only a little girl at the time.
Carlotta Vance: How extraordinary!
Miss Copeland: Oh, it's wonderful, seeing you like this.
Carlotta Vance: Yes, it 'tis. You know, we must have a long talk about the Civil War sometime. Just you and I.
Millicent Jordan: You're joking! Ask that common little woman to my house and that noisy, vulgar man? He smells Oklahoma!
Dan Packard: Remember what I told you last week?
Kitty Packard: I don't remember what you told me a minute ago.
Paula Jordan: My poor Larry. He's dead, Carlotta.
Carlotta Vance: And nothing can be done. That's the unfortunate thing about death. It's so terribly final. Even the young can't do anything about it.
Kitty: That slug never wants to meet any refined people.
Kitty Packard: Politics? Ha! You couldn't get into politics. You couldn't get in anywhere. You couldn't even get in the mens' room at the Astor!
Carlotta Vance: And then I had a restful, nice luncheon... with four lawyers. On the 88th floor of the What's-its building. You know, the Sky Club. A cloud floated right into my soup plate.
Millicent Jordan: Yes, it's terrible. But, we get used to it.
Kitty: I've told you a million times not to talk to me when I'm doing my lashes!
Dan Packard: So, you'd make a sucker out of me?
Kitty: Well, I certainly ain't tryin' to make a gentleman out of ya. But, I'm gonna be a lady if it kills me.
Kitty: [stage whispers during the dinner] Go on, tell Jordan.
Dan Packard: Shut up.
Kitty: Go on and tell 'em.
Dan Packard: Shut up.
Kitty: If ya don't, you'll be sorry as long as you live.
Dan Packard: Shut up, shut up, shut up. Sh - shut up.
Carlotta Vance: Oliver! Duckie! Oh, I'm never so glad to see anyone in all my life.
Oliver Jordan: Carlotta, this is a surprise! Why, you look marvelous.
Carlotta Vance: Do I? I do, don't I?
Oliver Jordan: Divine!
Carlotta Vance: Oh, Oliver, actually, you're looking handsomer than ever. Oh, Oliver.
[runs her hand down through Oliver's hair]
Carlotta Vance: Oliver.
Oliver Jordan: A little gray.
Carlotta Vance: Gray? Nonsense. Distinguished!
Larry Renault: Listen to me old-timer. I'm drunk, and I know I'm drunk but I know what I'm talking about.
Millicent Jordan: I don't know where I'm going to find someone to fit in with the Ferncliffes.
Hattie Loomis: Only a rubber plant would fit in with the Ferncliffes.
Larry Renault: [Kane, his agent, is breaking the news to him that he's washed up] You're trying to throw a scare into me.
Max Kane: Oh, no. l'm just telling you the truth... You know, you never were an actor. You did have looks, but they're gone now. You don't have to take my word for it. Just look in any mirror. They don't lie.
[Forces Renault to look at himself in a nearby mirror]
Max Kane: Take a good look. Look at those pouches under your eyes. Look at those creases. You sag like an old woman! Get a load of yourself! Wait till you start tramping around the offices, looking for a job, because no agent's going to handle you. Sitting in those anterooms hour after hour, giving your name to office boys that never even heard of you. You're through, Renault! You're through in pictures and plays and vaudeville and radio and everything. You're a corpse, and you don't know it. Go get yourself buried!
Max Kane: [entering Renault's room] Am I buttin' in?
Paula Jordan: Not at all. I was just going. Goodbye.
Max Kane: Pearls in your oysters.
Hattie Loomis: [responding to Millicent Jordans' upset about a dinner guest cancelling] I never could understand why it has to be just even, male and female. They're invited for dinner, not for mating.
Kitty: [wearing a backless gown] You know, my skin's terribly delicate and I don't dare expose it.
Paula Jordan: I'm all right now. Thank you.
Carlotta Vance: Of course you are, my dear. Now Ernest won't notice a thing.
Paula Jordan: I don't want to see Ernest. I don't want to see anybody.
Carlotta Vance: Yes, you do, dear. But I want to tell you one thing. Don't ever let him know anything about this... 'cause if there's one thing I know, it's men. I ought to. It's been my life work.
Paula Jordan: I can't ever love another man.
Carlotta Vance: No, of course you can't, dear. But if you should, you know, someone like Ernest... he won't want to know anything about your past... as long as you keep it in the past.
Millicent Jordan: [First lines] Darling, I've got Lord and Lady Ferncliffe! They'll come to dinner next Friday. I just had a radio from them on the boat! Wasn't that brilliant of me, getting the Ferncliffes?
Millicent Jordan: [On the phone] Lucy? How are you my dear? Listen, Lucy, Lord and Lady Ferncliffe arrive from London tomorrow. And I want you and Wayne, a week from tonight. Yes. Dinner at Eight.
Carlotta Vance: Very same thing at my house in London. Everybody - popping in. Noel. Winston. And once in awhile, Wales. I didn't do so badly for a little girl from Quincy, Illinois, eh, Duckie?
Carlotta Vance: I've been in New York four days. The first time I've been back in ten years. And I'm lost already. No, everything's changed. I couldn't stand it here. I'd die. I belong to the Delmonico period. A table at the window, looking out on Fifth Avenue. Boxes with flowers in. Pink lampshades. String orchestra. And, I don't know, yes, yes, willow blooms. Inverness capes. Dry champagne. And snow on the ground.
Carlotta Vance: Remember? They named everything after me: cigars, racehorses, perfumes, battleships!
Oliver Jordan: Of course, this Depression isn't going to last forever. But, if it takes a little longer, than we figure, I want to know if you and your associates would be in a position to sort of tide us over?
Dan Packard: You send me all the dope. I'll do whatever I can. So long.
Hattie Loomis: Ed hates anything that keeps him from going to the movies every night. I guess I'm what's called a Garbo widow.
Millicent Jordan: [Talking on the phone] Don't you want to know the date?
Kitty: Oh, sure, honey. Friday. A week from tonight. Dinner at Eight.
Dan Packard: Do you know why I'm going to Washington tonight? Because the President wants to consult me about the affairs of the nation. That's why.
Kitty: What's the matter with them.
Dan Packard: Everythings the matter with them. That's why he's sending for me.
Kitty: Doctor Talbot says that you're an extrovert and I'm a introvert.
Dan Packard: A what?
Kitty: A introvert, you dummy! And that's why I gotta be quiet a good deal and have time to reflect in.
Dan Packard: Reflect in? What have you got to reflect about? I have to think and act at the same time!
Dan Packard: I called on a fella this morning who can't handle one little business and I juggle fifty things at once and he doesn't handle one. Here's the blow off. He's got the layout that I've been looking for for two years and the sap lays it right in my lap!
Dan Packard: Oh, I can't go and eat his dinner. If he's a sucker, that's his funeral.
Kitty: Presidents and Washington and all those rummies! But you can't goes anywheres with me!
Kitty: Once in our life we get asked to a classy house and I got a new dress that will knock their eye out and we're going!
Dan Packard: We're not going!
Kitty: We are so!
Kitty: You big crook! You pull a dirty deal and it ruins my social chances!
Kitty: You never come and see me anymore unless I send for you.
Dr. Wayne Talbot: Now, listen, Kitty, I've been very busy. You know how busy I've been.
Kitty: But, I'm so lonely for you, Wayne. And you know how I need you! I don't do anything all day except just long for you.
Dr. Wayne Talbot: Well, why don't ya - why don't ya try and read?
Millicent Jordan: Let's see. I'll put him between Carlotta and that Packard woman.
Hattie Loomis: See if you can get him first and let nature take its course.
Millicent Jordan: I do hope he's free for tonight.
Hattie Loomis: Free, white and forty-five.
Millicent Jordan: He knows Carlotta. We met him at her place in Antibes three years ago. He was simply a sensation! The girls fighting to get into his car. And on the beach, well, my dear, he wore even less than the girls.
Paula Jordan: I'm awfully jealous of the play. Are you really going to act in it?
Larry Renault: Oh, my agent's bringing Bauman up here this afternoon. I might as well sign the contract. Bauman is as good a Producer as there is, I suppose.
Paula Jordan: And I"ll have to sit in the audience and watch you make love to another woman. Well, I hope it flops. That's what I hope.
Larry Renault: There are other things important. Your a kid of nineteen. Your nineteen and I'm forty-sev - I'm almost forty.
Larry Renault: What do you want with me?
Paula Jordan: I love you.
Larry Renault: Your young and fresh and I'm burned out.
Larry Renault: Who's going to - play the part?
Max Kane: This, eh, Cecil Bellamy.
Larry Renault: That piffling little - why, he's English in the first place.
Max Kane: Well, the part says, English explorer.
Larry Renault: I can be English. English as anybody!
Dr. Wayne Talbot: Oh, she's not really sick, you know, woman with a lot of time on her hands, I prescribed a sedative, but she doesn't really need anything.
Mrs. Lucy Talbot: How about an apple a day?
Mrs. Lucy Talbot: I can't let it tear me to pieces like it did the first time. It was just before Wayne was born, remember? I thought the world had come to an end. The noble young physician - was just a masher.
Mrs. Lucy Talbot: You know what I think? I think you're still a little boy living over on Tenth Avenue. A little bit in awe of the girl from Murray Hill. And that's why, forgive me, these "glamorous" women in your life, have all been a little common. A little bit, Tenth Avenue, too.
Millicent Jordan: And, now, on top of everything else, the Ferncliffes aren't coming to dinner! They call up at this hour, the miserable cockneys, they call up to say they've gone to Florida. Florida!
Kitty: Yeah, you're so smart you're going land in jail some day.
Dan Packard: How'd you like to be a Cabinet member's wife? Mingle with all the other Cabinet members' wives and the Ambassadors.
Kitty: Nertz! You're not going to drag me down to that graveyard. I seen their pictures in the papers, those girlies. A lot of sour-faced frumps with last year's clothes on. Pinning medals on girl scouts and pouring tea for the DARs and rolling Easter eggs on the White House lawn.
Kitty: A swell lot of fun I'd have. You go live in Washington! I can have a good time right here.
Dan Packard: I'm the works around here and I'll give you orders what to do!
Kitty: Who do you think you're talkin' to? That first wife of yours out in Montana?
Dan Packard: Now you leave her out of this.
Kitty: That poor mealy-faced thing, with her flat chest, that didn't have nerve enough to talk up to you?
Dan Packard: [Sarcastically] After I picked you out of the gutter, this is the thanks that I get. Thank you.
Larry Renault: Eight thousand a week - that's what I got. And I was going to get Ten until the talkies came in.
Oliver Jordan: International star returns to stage...
Carlotta Vance: Never! I'll have my double chins in privacy.
Hattie Loomis: Now, Ed, it isn't going to be so terrible.
Ed Loomis: Not so terrible? Getting into this uniform to meet a bunch of fatheads I don't want to know and miss that Greta Garbo picture I've been waiting for - for two months! It's your idea of terrible!
Oliver Jordan: The thing that's troubling me the most, Millie, is that - well, I'm afraid the Jordan line is gone.
Millicent Jordan: Gone?
Oliver Jordan: We're broke.
Millicent Jordan: Oh. Well, everybodies broke, darling! Don't let that worry you.