Jan 18, 2008 02:14
"I carry your heart with me. I carry it in my heart. I am never without it. Anywhere I go, you go, my dear. And whatever is done by only me... is your doing, my darling. I fear no fate... for you are my fate, my sweet. I want no world, for, beautiful... you are my world, my true. Here is the deepest secret no one knows. Here is the root of the root... and the bud of the bud... and the sky of the sky of a tree called life... which grows higher than the soul can hope... or mind can hide. It is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart. I carry your heart. I carry it in my heart."
- In Her Shoes, 05
"Maggie Feller: Shoes like these should not be locked in a closet! They should be living a life of scandal, and passion and getting screwed in an alleyway by a billionaire while his frigid wife waits in the limo thinking that he just went back into the bar to get his cellphone. These are cute too.
Rose Feller: Please tell me you just made that up.
Maggie Feller: Look, if you're not going to wear them... don't buy them! Leave them for someone who's going to get something out of them.
Rose Feller: I get something out of them! When I feel bad I like to treat myself. Clothes never look any good... food just makes me fatter... shoes always fit."
- In Her Shoes 05
Lola: but you hardly know me.
Gifford: I've known you in every ripple of moonlight I've ever seen, in every symphony I've ever heard, in every perfume I've ever smelt... Your hair, your hair is like a field of silver daisies. I'd like to run barefoot through your hair.
Lola: Gifford - you mustn't, Gifford.
Gifford: Oh but my dearest! Your mouth is like a gardenia opening to the sun. Your lips...
-Bombshell 1933.
Gregory: What were you dreaming of?
Paula: Our life together
Gregory: And how do you see it?
Paula: I saw all the places where we'd be together. Lovely places.
Gregory: I was thinking of our life together too. Only I head it in music. Something that I want to write.
Paula: Yes what?
Gregory: The whole thing is alive with happiness. I want a feeling of the early morning.
Paula: This morning?
Gregory: Yes, with the sun rising in your hair, as it is now. I don't know how it ends. Perhaps it never ends until I write you.
- Gaslight, 1944
Rhett: There's one thing I do know, and that is that I love you Scarlett. In spite of you and me and the whole silly world going to pieces around us, I love you, because we;re alike - bad lots, both of us. Selfish and true and able to look things in the eye and call them bu their right names.
Scarlett: Don't hold me like that.
Rhett: Scarlett, look at me. I love you more than I've ever loved any woman. I've waited for you longer than I've ever waited for any woman.
Scarlett: let me alone.
-Gone with the Wind 1939
Marie: You know, Steve, you're not very hard to figure. Only at times. Sometimes, I know exactly what you're going to say. The other times... The other times you're just a stinker. (they kiss)
Steve: What did you do that for?
Marie: I'm wondering if I'd like it.
Steve: What's the descision?
Marie: I don't know yet. (they kiss)
Marie: It's even better when you help.
-To Have and Have Not, 1945
Candy: Have you any idea what a gal like you can do to a gent like me?
Elizabeth: I'd like to know, tell me.
Candy: Well, I've seen women I'd look at quicker, but never one I'd look at longer.
Elizabeth: Well, that's a good start. Go on.
Candy: I could put you in my vest pocket, and lose you in the small change. And me - now I've always gone for women with something to 'em. The kind that could stand up and slug it out with me toe to toe. You slug me just by looking at me.
-Honky Tonk 1941
Mike: Tracy.
Tracy: What do you want?
Mike:You're wonderful.
Tracy: Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.
Mike: there's a magnificence in you, Tracy... a magnificence that comes out of your eyes and your voice and the way that you stand there and way you walk. You're lit from within, Tracy. You've got fires banked down in you. Hearth fires and holocausts.
Tracy: I don't seem to you made of bronze?
Mike: No, you're made out of flesh and blood. That's the blank unholy surprise of it. Oh, you're the golden girl, Tracy. Full of life and warmth and delight... Oh, what goes on? You've got tears in your eyes.
Tracy: Shut up. Shut up. Oh, Mike, keep talking, keep talking, talk will you?
Mike: Tracy, Tracy, let me tell you something Tracy.
Tracy: No, don't. All of a sudden I've got the shakes.
Mike: it can't be anything like love can it?
Tracy: No, no, it mustn't be. It can't.
Mike: Would it be inconvenient?
Tracy: Terribly. Anyway, I know it isn't. Oh Mike, we're out of our minds...
Mike: And right into our hearts... Tracy, you're tremendous.
Tracy: That's funny, because I feel very small. Put me in your pocket, Mike.
-The Philadelphia Story 1940
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