Harry O (TV Series)
Group Terror (1975)
David Janssen: Harry Orwell
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Quotes
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Breda Beach : I hope you don't mind conferring on the run, Mr. Orwell.
Harry Orwell : No, no, it's just that I have a little trouble thinking and sweating at the same time. Can we slow down?
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Harry Orwell : Don't hit Harry. Harry doesn't like pain.
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Lt. K.C. Trench : You wouldn't be bent on questioning the workshop cast, would you?
Harry Orwell : Oh, no, no, no, I'm just here to get tickets for the next performance.
Lt. K.C. Trench : Of what?
Harry Orwell : Merchant of Venice.
Lt. K.C. Trench : Why this sudden surge of interest in the classics, Orwell?
Harry Orwell : It's not for me; it's for a friend.
Lt. K.C. Trench : Who?
Harry Orwell : Huh? I can't tell you that.
Lt. K.C. Trench : Yes, you can. If you wish to avoid a surfeit of legwork.
Harry Orwell : A surfeit of legwork, well...
Lt. K.C. Trench : Contemplating the reservoir of information welling up behind these eyes, rushing to be released...
Sgt. Roberts : Oh, come on, who's your client?
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Harry Orwell : You want a beer? I'm practicing.
Lt. K.C. Trench : I'm on duty.
Harry Orwell : Have some chili. I just made it. It's delicious.
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Harry Orwell : [Harry and Breda are having lunch at an outdoor cafe] Let's dwell on you.
Breda Beach : No, let's dwell on you. You know you're a very interesting person.
Harry Orwell : Thank you very much.
Breda Beach : You're not my type though.
Harry Orwell : Well I said the same thing. You're a very attractive woman. Not my type at all.
Breda Beach : Well, that's good. We have no shattered illusions on either side.
Harry Orwell : I knew you were an aggressive, career-woman type and that type turns me off.
Breda Beach : Well, I knew you were a complacent, unsociable chauvinist.
Harry Orwell : And I don't like salad.
Breda Beach : Well, except for seafood, I'm a vegetarian.
[pause]
Breda Beach : I like crowds.
Harry Orwell : I like solitude. I like the beach, the ocean.
Breda Beach : You're so traditional. No imagination.
Harry Orwell : I depend on experience, reality. You, on the other hand, would not know a fact if it were in your salad.
Breda Beach : We'll never make it, Harry.
[Breda starts to pour wine into Harry's glass from a bottle]
Breda Beach : Just say when.
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Breda Beach : It's so nice here. You... and your boat.
Harry Orwell : Yes, I know, but in a couple of days you'll want to give up the surf and go back to the crowd, isn't that it?
Breda Beach : Umm... after a few days.
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[last lines]
Harry Orwell : No, I'm in therapy, Lieutenant. I'm sorry.