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Fred AstaireQuotes

Fred Astaire
Birthday
May 10th, 1899
From
Omaha, Nebraska, USA
Actor

Holiday Inn - Complicated Love Among Friends

Lila Dixon: I love you... and Jim.
Ted Hanover: Well, I love Jim too... but let's not get too chummy.

Holiday Inn - Misguided Pursuits and Financial Realities

Jim Hardy: Lila's back in New York. I got a letter from her yesterday.
Ted Hanover: What happened to her millionaire?
Jim Hardy: Slight mistake there. He didn't own millions, he owed them.
Ted Hanover: Poor girl. Always straying to greener pastures and finding spinach.

Holiday Inn - Friendship and Farewells at Holiday Inn

Ted Hanover: I like it here... with you and Linda.
Jim Hardy: And we love having you. When are you leaving?

Holiday Inn - The Meaning Behind a Mysterious Look

Lila Dixon: [about Jim] He gets a look.
Ted Hanover: He always has that look! It doesn't mean anything emotionally. It has something to do with his... liver.

Holiday Inn - Frustration Over Unfair Odds in Love

Danny Reed: How'd he get that far in five minutes?
Ted Hanover: The lady must have been willing.
Danny Reed: The world can't do this to us!

Holiday Inn - Counting Days Until the Next Holiday

Ted Hanover: [reading; skeptical] Come out and relax on a farm, music, dancing, home cooking. Open holidays only. Open holiday's only? Say, how many of them are there?
Jim Hardy: [excited] About 15. That gives me 350 days to kick around in!
Ted Hanover: [laughing] You would think of that!

Holiday Inn - The Dual Nature of a Gentle Smile

Ted Hanover: A gentle smile often breeds a kick in the pants.

The Barkleys of Broadway - Playful Banter About Everyday Expressions

Josh Barkley: Well, gotta go put on the old feed bag!
Dinah Barkley: What kind of talk is that? "Gotta go put on the old feedbag!
Josh Barkley: Can I help it if that guy brings out the gangster in me?

Finian's Rainbow - A Blight Falls Over Ireland

Finian McLonergan: How are things in Glocca Morra?
Og: Oh, alas, alack, and willy-wally! I weep for Ireland.
Finian McLonergan: Why, what's happened?
Og: A blight has fallen over Ireland!
Finian McLonergan: The British are back?
Og: Never have I seen such a curse befall a folk in all me four hundrend and fifty... nine years! Poor Ireland!
Finian McLonergan: Poor Ireland!
Og: Suffering Ireland! The native land!
Finian McLonergan: Me native land! A fine lot of faery folk you are! You and your associates letting all this happen! Why don't you wish it away?
Og: We've lost the power!
Finian McLonergan: You've lost the power to make wishes? What has Ireland to live for now! Answer me that!
Og: Doom and gloom! DOOOOOOOOM AND GLOOOOOOOOM!
Finian McLonergan: Who's the author of this foul outrage?
Og: A monster, McLonnergan!
Finian McLonergan: A monster? You mean the old flame-breathing type with the head of a dragon?
Og: Oh, no, this is a tiny wee monster, about... your size.
Finian McLonergan: Lead me to him! Who is this monster?
Og: You'll excuse me for pointing, Mr. McLonnergan... but it's you.

Finian's Rainbow - Questioning Reality and Yearning for Truth

Finian McLonergan: How dare you come back here! Didn't I tell you you were an optical delusion?
Og: I was ready to believe you yesterday but not today. Today I have proof!
Finian McLonergan: What proof?
Og: Does an optical illusion feel such a hungry yearning burning inside of him? Does an optical illusion feel the beat, beat, beat of the tom-tom in the roaring traffic's boom in his lonely room?
Finian McLonergan: Are you flying high and wide on a magic carpet ride full of butterflies inside?
Og: Aye, and what's worse, smoke keeps coming out of me eyes.
Finian McLonergan: You go round like an elevator lost in the tide?
Og: That's the feeling! Day and night, night and day!

Finian's Rainbow - Existence and Imagination in Conflict

Finian McLonergan: Leprechaun, I've come to a decision! I deny your existence! You're only a figment of me imagination!
Og: I am?
Finian McLonergan: [He walks toward Og; Og jumps out of the way] And I'll prove it to myself by walking right through you! Step aside! There, you see?
Og: Oh, this is dreadful! I don't exist.

Finian's Rainbow - Debate Over Legality of Local Ordinance

Senator Billboard Rawkins: You've been violating the law, here.
Finian McLonergan: Since when?
Senator Billboard Rawkins: [reading] This afternoon. I just finished drafting this. Local ordinance number 7428: be it known that in the county of Rainbow Valley, it is a felony for members of the Caucasian and Negro races...
Finian McLonergan: But it seems to me that this law could not be a legal law...
Senator Billboard Rawkins: Of course it's legal! I don't know where you immigrants get these radical, foreign ideas!
Sharon McLonergan: From a wee book the immigration officer handed us. It's called The United States Constitution.
Finian McLonergan: Haven't you read it?
Senator Billboard Rawkins: I don't have time to read it, I'm too busy defending it!

Finian's Rainbow - Cultural Differences Between America and Ireland

Finian McLonergan: What do you think makes America different from Ireland?
Sharon McLonergan: It has more Irishmen?

Finian's Rainbow - Wealth and Poverty in America

Finian McLonergan: America is full of millionaires.
Sharon McLonergan: But Father, are there no ill clad or ill housed in America?
Finian McLonergan: Aye, but they're the best ill clad and the best ill housed in the world.

Finian's Rainbow - Dispute Over Ownership of Gold

Sharon McLonergan: [looking in Finian's bag] It's gold!
Finian McLonergan: Aye, it's a pot of gold.
Sharon McLonergan: And you stole it!
Finian McLonergan: I did not steal it! I only borrowed.
Sharon McLonergan: Who did you borrow it from?
Finian McLonergan: Why do you want to know?
Sharon McLonergan: So we can lend it right back to him, that's why!
Finian McLonergan: That's impossible! He's not mortal.
Sharon McLonergan: You killed him!
Finian McLonergan: Of course not! He never was mortal. He's a leprechaun.
Sharon McLonergan: A leprechaun?
Finian McLonergan: Of course! Who else would have gold in Ireland?

Finian's Rainbow - The Significance of Green in Ireland

Finian McLonergan: [singing] Green is the color of the shamrocks /and the grass on Blarney hill / Oh, the darlin green of Ireland /and the good old dollar bill.

Finian's Rainbow - Advice Against Superstition

Finian McLonergan: Don't be superstitious, it's bad luck.

Flying Down to Rio - Flying Plans and Lunch Preferences

Fred Ayres: Well, I usually fly with you, don't I? Or, am I just a fly in the carburetor?
Roger Bond: Oh, well, I tell you, Freddy, old man, you see, it's this way: I met a friend, a very old friend who asked me as a very special favor, you know how it is, so, you'll have to fly down with the boys. You don't mind, do ya? See that they all have a dill pickle with their box lunch.

Flying Down to Rio - Unexpected News and Lighthearted Banter

Fred Ayres: Wait a minute. Wait a minute. This is really good news. Rog has outdone himself.
Honey Hale: I'll bet he's broken both legs running after two women at the same time.
Fred Ayres: Well, I usually fly with you, don't I? Or, am I just a fly in the carburetor?

On the Beach - Hope Amidst Despair

Julian Osborn: We're all doomed, you know. The whole, silly, drunken, pathetic lot of us. Doomed by the air we're about to breathe. We haven't got a chance!
Mary Holmes: Stop it! I won't have it, Julian. I won't! There is hope. There has to be hope. There's always hope. We just can't go on like this. We can't. We - we...

On the Beach - Defiance in the Face of Adversity

Morgan: They pushed us too far! They didn't think we'd fight, no matter what they did!
Julian Osborn: And they were wrong. We fought. We expunged them. And we didn't do such a bad job on ourselves.

On the Beach - The Dilemma of Hope and Reality

Julian Osborn: There was a choice. It was build the bombs, and use them — or risk the United States, the Soviet Union, and the rest of us, would find some way... to go on living
Morgan: [scoffs] That's wishful thinking if ever I heard it.
Julian Osborn: [softly] I'm not against wishful thinking. Not now.

On the Beach - The Fragility of Civilization and Technology

Julian Osborn: In the end, somehow granted the time for examination, we shall find that our so called civilization was gloriously destroyed by a handful of vacuum tubes and transistors. Probably faulty.

On the Beach - Human folly in self-destruction

Julian Osborn: Who would ever have believed that human beings would be stupid enough to blow themselves off the face of the Earth?

On the Beach - Reflections on Drinking and Insight

Julian Osborn: I shouldn't drink, you know. I inevitably say something brilliant.

On the Beach - The Complexity of War and Responsibility

Julian Osborn: The trouble with you is you want a simple answer. There isn't any. The war started when people accepted the idiotic principle that peace could be maintained — by arranging to defend themselves with weapons they couldn't possibly use — without committing suicide. Everybody had an atomic bomb, and counter-bombs, and counter-counter bombs. The devices outgrew us; we couldn't control them. I know, I helped build them. God, help me. Somewhere, some poor bloke probably looked at a radar screen and thought he saw something. He knew that if he hesitated one-thousands of a second — his own country would be wiped off the map. So, So, he pushed a button - and the world went — crazy. And, and...

The Towering Inferno - A Promise of Full Confession

Harlee Claiborne: I promised myself if I every saw you again I'd make a full confession-

Easter Parade - Encouragement in Dance and Performance

Hannah Brown: Was I too terrible?
Don Hewes: No. No.
Hannah Brown: I've never really danced before.
Don Hewes: You're going to be fine.
Hannah Brown: Mr. Hewes, Mr. Hewes... You know you don't have to go on with this.
Don Hewes: Now look...
Hannah Brown: No, I mean it. You're the most wonderful dancer I've ever seen. You could get anyone to dance with you. You could get the very best.
Don Hewes: I don't want the very best. I want you.

Easter Parade - Improving the Act for Tomorrow's Performance

Sam: How did the act go, Mr. Hewes?
Don Hewes: One bow.
Sam: Too bad.
Don Hewes: Tomorrow we'd better get some dogs in the act.

Easter Parade - A Lighthearted Exchange Over Drinks

Don Hewes: Can you drown a brunette in this?
Mike the Bartender: How tall is she?
Don Hewes: Five foot six.
Mike the Bartender: [filling the glass a little more] Try this.

Easter Parade - Exotic Dancers and Their Fruit Comparisons

Don Hewes: A girl dancer has to be exotic; she has to be - a peach.
Hannah Brown: I suppose I'm a lemon!

Easter Parade - A Question About Eye Color

Hannah Brown: [her eyes are closed] What color are my eyes?
Don Hewes: [kissing her, causing her to open her eyes in surprise] Brown.

Easter Parade - Misunderstandings About Dancing Talent

Don Hewes: Miss Brown, what idiot ever told you you were a dancer?
Hannah Brown: You did.

Easter Parade - Confession of Hidden Love

Don Hewes: Why didn't you tell me I was in love with you?

The Gay Divorcee - A Proposal Amidst Unconventional Offerings

Guy Holden: Can I offer you anything? Frosted chocolate? Cointreau? Benedictine? Marriage?
Mimi Glossop: What was that last one?
Guy Holden: Benedictine?
Mimi Glossop: No, the one after that.
Guy Holden: Oh, marriage?
Mimi Glossop: Do you always propose marriage as casually as that?
Guy Holden: There is nothing casual about it. In fact, I've given it long and sincere thought.

The Gay Divorcee - A Tense Moment of Departure

Mimi Glossop: Please don't ask me to stay.
Guy Holden: All right, I won't. Don't go!

The Gay Divorcee - Childhood Reflections on Gender Roles

Mimi Glossop: I don't care what you did as a boy.
Guy Holden: Well, I did nothing as a girl, so there goes my childhood.

The Gay Divorcee - Chasing and Consequences in Relationships

Guy Holden: I was chasing you, you shouldn't run away like that.
Mimi Glossop: Why not?
Guy Holden: It's bad for my health.

The Gay Divorcee - Men Don't Pine, They Just Suffer

Egbert Fitzgerald: Guy, you're not pining for that girl?!
Guy Holden: Pining? Men don't pine. Girls pine. Men just... suffer.

The Gay Divorcee - The Gay Divorcee - Dialogue 5

Guy Holden: I wonder if she resented me tearing her skirt?
Egbert Fitzgerald: Well, I wouldn't at all be surprised. That's the usual reaction. What did you do that for?
Guy Holden: She couldn't move.
Egbert Fitzgerald: Sounds very unsporting of you, Guy, really!
Guy Holden: Well, you don't understand... uh... it was an accident.
Egbert Fitzgerald: It usually is.

The Gay Divorcee - Humorous Exchange About Geology and Identity

Waiter: I have an unnatural passion for rocks.
Guy Holden: You ought to be ashamed of yourself.
Waiter: Professor Brown, he's a geologist. Him and his wife stopped at the last place I worked. Do you know sir, it was Professor Brown who told me that this sea coast round here is really a... an igneous intrusion.
Guy Holden: You know, you're somewhat of an igneous intrusion yourself.
Waiter: Oh thank you sir!

The Gay Divorcee - Concern for Safety with a Stranger

Guy Holden: You think I'm going to leave you alone with a strange Italian? He might be a tenor!

The Gay Divorcee - Chance and Fate: A Fool's Perspective

Guy Holden: Chance is the fool's name for fate.