Scarlet Street (1945)
Edward G. Robinson: Christopher Cross
Kitty March : How long does it take you to paint a picture?
Christopher Cross : Sometimes a day, sometimes a year. You can't tell. It has to grow.
Kitty March : I never knew paint could grow.
Christopher Cross : Feeling grows. You know, that's the important thing, feeling. You take me. No one ever taught me how to draw, so I just put a line around what I feel when I look at things.
Kitty March : Yeah I see.
Christopher Cross : It's like falling in love I guess. You know... first you see someone, then it keeps growing, until you can't think of anyone else.
Kitty March : That's interesting.
Christopher Cross : The way I think of things, that all art is. Every painting, if it's any good, is a love affair.
Kitty March : I never heard anyone talk like that before.
Christopher Cross : There aren't many people you can talk to this way. So you keep it to yourself. You walk around with everything bottled up.
Christopher Cross : Hey, did you read this?
Adele Cross : Read what?
Christopher Cross : This murder in Queens. A man killed his wife with the window weight, put her body in the trunk, shipped her to California. It says here...
Adele Cross : I've read the paper, thank you. He didn't get away with it, did he? He'll go to the chair, as he should.
Christopher Cross : Yeah, a man hasn't got a chance with these New York detectives.
Kitty March : You know those art galleries on Fifth Avenue? The prices they charge! I saw one little picture that cost fifty-thousand dollars. They call it, uh, 'Seezan'.
Christopher Cross : Cezanne? Oh, he was a great French painter. I'd like to own that painting.
Kitty March : You would? For fifty-thousand dollars?
Christopher Cross : You can't put any price on masterpieces like that. They're worth, well, whatever you can afford to pay for them.
Kitty March : You know what, Chris? I bet I saw some of your pictures there and didn't know it. Next time I'll look for your name.
Christopher Cross : Oh no no no no no. I, uh... I don't sell my pictures.
Kitty March : Well not in New York you mean.
Christopher Cross : No, I-...
Kitty March : I know. I bet your sell your pictures in Europe, France or someplace like that. I don't know much about painting, but I bet your get as much for your pictures in France as those Frenchman get right here in New York. You're never appreciated in your own country.
Christopher Cross : Well that's one way of looking at it. But you know when I paint, I don't think of money. I just paint for fun.
Kitty March : Fun?
Christopher Cross : Yes. I think it's the most fun I know, painting. I wish I had all the time to paint.
Kitty March : But don't you have time?
Christopher Cross : [stammering] Well you know... business takes a lot of time.
Kitty March : I wonder when you get all that money.