Jackson County Jail (1976)

Yvette Mimieux: Dinah Hunter

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Quotes 

• Dinah Hunter : They're gonna kill you!

  Coley Blake : That don't matter. I was born dead.

• Deputy Burt : Now, what's your name?

  Dinah Hunter : Hunter. Dinah Hunter.

  Deputy Burt : You got some I.D.?

  Dinah Hunter : Yes. Actually, no, it was my purse and it was stolen.

  Deputy Burt : [unconvinced]  Oh?

  Dinah Hunter : Two kids stole my purse.

  Deputy Burt : [still unconvined]  Okay, okay, okay.

  Dinah Hunter : Goddamnit...!

  Deputy Burt : Hey, now you watch your mouth! There ain't no need to take the lord's name in vain, you hear?

  Dinah Hunter : Yeah. Look, just call my sister.

  Deputy Burt : No, I ain't calling nobody's sister nowhere!

  Dinah Hunter : You don't understand!

  Deputy Burt : I understand! I understand that you ain't got no I.D. I understand that a citizen of the county said you tried to assault him.

  Dinah Hunter : That's not true.

  Deputy Burt : Well, which ain't true?

  Dinah Hunter : Assault.

  Deputy Burt : [unconvinced]  Yeah, yeah, yeah.

  Dinah Hunter : Jesus Christ...!

  Deputy Burt : [angrily]  Hey, I'm not about to tell you one more time! You shut that tramp yap of yours!

  [he forcibly drags Dinah towards the door] 

  Deputy Burt : Now you come with me. In the morning, the sheriff will straighten this out. Oh, God, I forgot why I stopped by. I promised Elders, I'd thank you personally for the soda pop at Gloria's picnic. That was mighty nice of you.

  Dan Oldum (Bartender) : [nervously]  Anytime. Say hello to Reverend Coby for me.

  Deputy Burt : I sure will. Thanks, again.

  Dinah Hunter : [to Deputy Burt]  You don't understand.

  [as they leave, Dan sits down on the bar stool and feels like he narrowly dodged a bullet] 

• Mr. Blight : [Dinah and the advertising executives are watching a commercial in a screening room. Mr. Bigelow, the head of the agency, is siting in his chair speechless]  Well, J.C., what do you think?

  Mr. Bigelow : What do I think about what?

  Dinah Hunter : About the commercial.

  Mr. Bigelow : To tell the truth, I don't know what to say. I guess it's too feminine.

  Dinah Hunter : Feminine? It's a commercial for a woman's sanitary napkin. What did you have in mind, a testimonial for Joe Namath?

  Mr. Bigelow : [gets up from his chair]  Tell me, Miz Hunter. Do you consider what I just saw to be a great commercial?

  Dinah Hunter : It's Miss Hunter and the answer is no. I think it does the job.

  Mr. Bigelow : I don't. Besides, they'd never run that spot. It's too erotic. All the neighing and the girl on the horse. It's blatantly sexual.

  Dinah Hunter : A woman riding a horse.

  Mr. Bigelow : [laughs]  Don't tell me you're so naive, you don't know what they say about women on horses?

  Dinah Hunter : [laughs]  For God's sake, Jesus...

  Mr. Bigelow : You ought to try it sometime, it might relieve you of that hostility.

  Dinah Hunter : [offended and stands up]  How dare you!

  Mr. Cooper : Excuse me, I hate to bring it up, now, but we have a October four air date and if this spot is dead, what do we run in its place?

  Mr. Blight : Well, we can rerun Blue Sunday.

  Mr. Bigelow : Yes, we could, but I'm sure that wouldn't suit Miss Hunter, would it?

  Dinah Hunter : It's your money.

  Mr. Bigelow : You're damn right it is, girly, and I made it because I know what women want to be told.

  Dinah Hunter : I find that very difficult to believe.

  Mr. Bigelow : Oh, what do you find very difficult to believe?

  Dinah Hunter : That you can communicate with women at all. Considering how very little you know about them.

  Mr. Bigelow : [impatiently, to Mr. Blight]  Goddamn it, Sam. I'm warning you. I'm getting sick and tired of that little lady telling me what to do with my product!

  Dinah Hunter : Believe me, Mr. Bigelow, if I weren't such a little lady, I'd tell you precisely what to do with your product!

  Mr. Cooper : Dinah!

  [Dinah storms out of the room] 

• Dinah Hunter : [Dinah arrives home looking for David]  David? David?

  [David and a younger woman, nude but wrapped in a towel, show up at the back screen door. Seeing Dinah, the girls walks off] 

  Dinah Hunter : I told you if this would happen again, we're through.

  David : Well, okay, we're through.

  [Dinah walks towards the kitchen] 

  David : Look, let me explain. Will you let me explain? I can explain it to you if you just give me a chance to explain it. That's Candy. Candy, remember? Bernie's friend? He called from Chicago. She's tapped. They threw her out of her apartment.

  Dinah Hunter : So you have to open up a day camp for a bus stop starlet?

  David : Would you stop being unreasonable?

  Dinah Hunter : Unreasonable?

  David : Yes. Yes.

  Dinah Hunter : Is that really being reasonable?

  David : Look, do you honestly think that girl means anything to me?

  Dinah Hunter : She means a hell of a lot to me, David. They all have.

  [starts unpacking her groceries] 

  David : I love you.

  Dinah Hunter : That doesn't work anymore.

  David : But I do. I will take Candy down and get her a motel room, okay?

  Dinah Hunter : Get one for yourself, too, okay? For tonight.

  David : In case you forgot, this is my house.

  Dinah Hunter : I haven't forgotten, you've never let me forget. I'm gonna go.

  David : No. Cool it. Look, just stay here. Do me a favor. Just sleep on it.

  Dinah Hunter : I've been sleeping on it every night, for the last two years.

  David : Look, you can do anything you want, because I don't care!

  [walks off] 

  Dinah Hunter : I know you don't.

• Dinah Hunter : [after stopping at Bobby Ray and Lola's destination]  Well, you're going north and I'm turning here.

  Bobby Ray : I really wish you were going to Alaska.

  Dinah Hunter : Well, I'm not. Good luck.

  Bobby Ray : Thank you.

  Dinah Hunter : [noticing Bobby Ray and Lola are not getting out]  You waiting for something?

  Bobby Ray : Well, I was just thinking, if you were going to Alaska, we can give you a lift on the way.

  Dinah Hunter : Like I said, I'm not going.

  Bobby Ray : [chuckles]  Yeah. Yeah, that's a funny thing. It's a mighty long walk to New York City.

  Dinah Hunter : Aren't you a little confused? I'm the one with the car.

  Lola : [points a gun at Dinah]  No, ma'am, he ain't confused. It's YOU what's confused!

  [fires a warning shot, spooking Dinah] 

  Bobby Ray : [to Dinah]  Get out of the car!

  [Dinah gets out and backs away as Bobby Ray holds her at gunpoint] 

  Bobby Ray : Go on, move!

  Lola : You gonna waste her, huh, Bobby Ray? Are you?

  Bobby Ray : I don't know. You think I should?

  Lola : Yeah, of course. Waste her ass.

  Bobby Ray : Move over by that tree.

  [Dinah does not move] 

  Bobby Ray : I SAID, MOVE!

  Dinah Hunter : Don't kill me.

  Bobby Ray : [laughs]  You know, maybe I like killing people. Did you ever think of that?

  Dinah Hunter : Look, take my car, my money, my purse. Just don't kill me.

  Bobby Ray : Turn around.

  Dinah Hunter : Please don't kill me.

  Bobby Ray : You want to see it coming?

  [Dinah turns around and Bobby Ray knocks her to the ground]