Twentieth Century Quotes

Owen O'Malley: What are you talking about? That's not a contract - it's a coronation. Barrels of rubies, enormous carpets for your pretty feet, pearl and onyx bathrubs, slews of myrmidons at your beck and call... Come on, sign it now while the sap is flowing.

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Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: Oscar, you're complete. The most horrible excuse for a human being that ever walked on two legs.

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Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: Oscar, you're complete. The most horrible excuse for a human being that ever walked on two legs.

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Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: That's the trouble with you, Oscar. With both of us. We're not people, we're lithographs. We don't know anything about love unless it's written and rehearsed. We're only real in between curtains.

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Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: What is it this time - the big drama about Hairpin Annie, the pride of the gashouse?

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George Smith: And you wanted my respect!

Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: Who cares about your respect? I'm too big to be respected. The men I've known have understood that.

George Smith: Men you've known? Jaffe, you mean.

Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: Yes, Jaffe. He'll tell you what I am: A first-class passenger entitled to privileges.

George Smith: Oh, an artist!

Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: You're darned tooting I am!

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Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: All those opera tenors, acrobats, that Italian bicycle rider I told you about... they're all lies. The only man in my life was that cavalier in there. Oscar Jaffe.

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Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: All those opera tenors, acrobats, that Italian bicycle rider I told you about... they're all lies. The only man in my life was that cavalier in there. Oscar Jaffe.

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Mathew J. Clark: I've often thought I might like to devote myself to the theater. Would you think there might be a place for me?

Oliver Webb: Oh yes, yes. Probably fill a long-felt want.

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Oliver Webb: I don't know whether you realize it or not, Owen, but I've always had a terrific influence with her.

Owen O'Malley: Me too. Once I actually compelled her to admit it looked like rain.

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Oliver Webb: O.J., suppose - just hypothetically, of course - that you, Mr. Bromo, could get together again with Miss Seltzer.

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Oscar Jaffe: [looking at a poster with Lily Garland's picture on it] Anathema! Child of Satan!

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Oscar Jaffe: [lamenting Lily's departure, after trashing her lobby posters] ... O tempora, o mores!

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Oscar Jaffe: Get out of my theatre, you gray rat! And don't have that fat wife of yours come around again, pleading for you!

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Oscar Jaffe: Go on, Owen... tell her I'm dying... and DON'T OVERACT!

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Oscar Jaffe: Go on, Owen... tell her I'm dying... and DON'T OVERACT!

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Oscar Jaffe: I never thought I should sink so low as to become an actor.

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Oscar Jaffe: I;m offering you a last chance to become immortal.

Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: Then I've decided to stay mortal with responsible management.

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Oscar Jaffe: It's typical of my career that in the great crises of life, I should stand flanked by two incompetent alcoholics.

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Oscar Jaffe: It's typical of my career that in the great crises of life, I should stand flanked by two incompetent alcoholics.

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Oscar Jaffe: No cooperation from anybody. Never mind. I'll carry through alone.

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Oscar Jaffe: She loves me. I could tell that through her screaming.

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Oscar Jaffe: There's a message I want to go with those gardenias: "To my little madonna of the snows... " No, wait a minute. We won't use that this time.

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Oscar Jaffe: There's a message I want to go with those gardenias: To my little madonna of the snows...� No, wait a minute. We won't use that this time.

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Oscar Jaffe: They are the only true actors we have left. Not like our cheap Broadway hams.

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Oscar Jaffe: Those movies you were in! It's sacrilege throwing you away on things like that. When I left that movie house, I felt some magnificent ruby had been thrown into a platter of lard.

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Oscar Jaffe: Those movies you were in! It's sacrilege throwing you away on things like that. When I left that movie house, I felt some magnificent ruby had been thrown into a platter of lard.

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Oscar Jaffe: What do you know about talent? What do you know about the theatre? What do you know about genius? What do you know about anything, you... bookkeeper!

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Oscar Jaffe: When I love a woman, I'm an Oriental. It never goes! It never dies!

Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: Phooey!

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Oscar Jaffe: When I love a woman, I'm an Oriental. It never goes. It never dies.

Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: Phooey.

Oscar Jaffe: Love blinded me. That was the trouble between us as producer and artist.

Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: So that's what it was, was it? How about your name in electric lights bigger than everybody's, and your delusion that you were a Shakespeare and a Napoleon and a Grand Lama of Tibet all rolled into one?

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