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 Margaret Whitton QuotationMovie Title: The Man Without a Face (1993) as Catherine: Catherine : I want you to meet Professor Hartley, of Yale. This is my son, Charles. Carl : Just call me Carl. I don't need any of that imperialistic, post-Hegelian, authoritarian crap for my ego. Hmm? Movie Title: Major League (1989) as Rachel Phelps: Charlie Donovan : Vaughn's been looking good out there today. Rachel Phelps : Don't worry, he'll blow it. Board Member 1: I've never heard of half of these guys and the ones I do know are way past their prime. Charlie Donovan : Most of these guys never had a prime. Board Member 2: This guy here is dead. Rachel Phelps : Cross him off then. Movie Title: The Secret of My Succe$s (1987) as Vera Prescott: [After sex] Brantley Foster : Can I make a personal observation? Vera Prescott : Um, anything but the thighs. Brantley Foster : You know, somebody sold you a bill of goods and convinced you you had to be 21 forever. I think you're terrific; I think the only thing wrong with you is your husband is a jerk. You're beautiful, you're intelligent, you're sensuous... Vera Prescott : Say that again! Brantley Foster : Which part? Vera Prescott : All of it! [sounds of car] Vera Prescott : Oh, no. Brantley Foster : What, what is it? Vera Prescott : It's the jerk. [Brantley rushes to the window] Vera Prescott : My husband. Brantley Foster : My uncle! Vera Prescott : Your what?! Brantley Foster : Oh God, that makes you... Vera Prescott : Auntie Vera?! Brantley Foster : Oh! God! [Vera laughs] Brantley Foster : Oh God, oh God, oh God! What's my mother going to say? I've disgraced my whole family! Vera Prescott : Oh, the hell you did! Vera Prescott : [into phone] This is the third weekend in a row he's found an excuse not to come to the country. ...No, I don't know, but knowing him it's probably some teenage airhead from the steno pool. Hmph. The last one I caught him with was so dumb, she thought "dictation" was some kind of S&M trip. Howard Prescott : What you are doing in here? Vera Prescott : [half naked] Feeling romantic... Howard Prescott : Oh. What's for dinner? Vera Prescott : Ohh, Howard! You really know how to sweep a girl back onto her feet. [at Brantley's apartment] Brantley Foster : Oh, God. What are you doing here? Vera Prescott : Brantley, darling, I heard you calling me telepathically -- I'm VERY psychic -- so of COURSE I rushed right over. Brantley Foster : I would've used the phone... Vera Prescott : Mental telepathy's much more reliable. Brantley Foster : We have a problem. Vera Prescott : What? Brantley Foster : It's your husband: he's my boss. Vera Prescott : O-oh, him. We won't tell him. Besides, Howard's working late tonight -- on whom, I have no idea. [Vera tries to seduce Brantley at the office] Brantley Foster : Aunt Vera, listen, since the last time we met there's been a change. Vera Prescott : Yes... nice suit, Brantley! [she starts undressing him; he tries to escape] Brantley Foster : Agh! Ow! Look, what I mean to say is... Oh, Christ! I'm not free any more! Vera Prescott : What, you're going to charge me? Oh ho, you're getting awfully cynical -- does your mother know about this? Brantley Foster : Ohh, no, I am not available. Vera Prescott : Oh, good, you're not going to charge me. Brantley Foster : Look, I like you, I really like you, but I gotta tell you, I have become seriously and emotionally involved with someone who isn't my aunt. Vera Prescott : I forgive you, Brantley. [continues trying to seduce him] Vera Prescott : I'm going to introduce you to the most powerful money men in New York, and if you can do to them what you've done to me... Brantley Foster : I can't do that! Vera Prescott : I mean bowl them over, darling! You're irresistible when you turn on that boyish charm. Howard Prescott : Let me get this straight -- Brantley is Whitfield? Brantley Foster : That's right. Brantley is Whitfield; Whitfield is Brantley. Vera Prescott : And Christy is the bimbo! Well, now that we've all had Mouseketeer roll call, I'm just going to go call my lawyer. Howard Prescott : [lying] No, wait a minute. Christy is not the bimbo I was screwing around with at the office. Christy Wills : People better stop calling me bimbo! Howard Prescott : It was an entirely different bimbo altogether. Vera Prescott : That's fine; how many bimbos would you say there were? Howard Prescott : I misspoke myself. There weren't any bimbos at all. Brantley Foster : Except Christy. Howard Prescott : Right. No! Vera Prescott : Why haven't I met you before? Fred Melrose : Baby, you ain't been hangin' out in the mailroom. Vera Prescott : Oooh, the "male room." I like that sound! Vera Prescott : That was a very expensive vase, you bitch! |
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