Miriam HopkinsQuotes

Lily: Goodbye, Gaston darling.

Gaston: Goodbye, sweetheart.

Lily: Well, I'll leave you alone with that lady. But if you behave like a gentleman, I'll break your neck.

Gaston: You're talking like a child. You know exactly what we're here for and what it's all about.

Lily: This woman has more than jewelry.

Gaston: Oh!

Lily: Did you ever take a good look at her, uhm.

Gaston: Certainly.

Lily: They're all right, aren't they?

Gaston: Beautiful. What of it? Let me tell you something. As far as I'm concerned, her whole sex appeal is in that safe.

Lily: Oh, Gaston. Let's open it right now. Let's get away from here. I don't like this place.

Gaston: No, no, sweetheart. There's more sex appeal coming on the first of the month. It's only ten days - 850,000 francs.

Lily: Darling, remember. You are Gaston Monescu. You are a crook. I want you as a crook. I love you as a crook. I worship you as a crook. Steal, swindle, rob. Oh, but don't become one of those useless, good-for-nothing gigolos.

Lily: You see, Mother is dead.

Mme. Colet: Yes, that's the trouble with Mothers. First you get to like them, and then they die.

Lily: I like you, Baron.

Gaston: [He returns her brooch pin - after appraising it.] I'm crazy about you. By the way, your pin.

Lily: [after suddenly noticing she's missing it] Thank you, Baron.

Gaston: Not at all. There's one very good stone in it.

Lily: [She allows him to search for his pocket watch before looking startled. She hands it to him from her purse - after resetting it.; He pockets the watch with a smile.] What time is it? It was five minutes slow but I regulated it for you.

Gaston: [She checks her leg, under the table, and then Gaston holds the garter up high and kisses it to prove his expertise.] I hope you don't mind if I keep your garter.

Lily: [excitedly, she rises and kisses him, flinging herself into his arms] Darling! Oh now, darling. Tell me, tell me all about yourself. Who are you?

Gaston: You remember the man who walked into the Bank of Constantinople, and walked out with the Bank of Constantinople?

Lily: Monescu.

Gaston: Gaston Monescu.

Lily: Gaston!

Gaston: I love you. I loved you the moment I saw you. I'm mad about you. My little shoplifter. My sweet little pickpocket. My darling.

Gaston: That's hotel life. In one room, a man loses his wallet, and in another room, a man loses his head.

Lily: Please! When I came here, it was for a little adventure, a little game which you play tonight and forget tomorrow. Something's changed me; and it isn't the champagne. Oh, the whole thing's so new to me. I have a confession to make to you. Baron, you are a crook. You robbed the gentleman in 253, 5, 7, and 9. May I have the salt?

Gaston: [as he passes the salt] Please.

Lily: Thank you.

Gaston: The pepper too?

Lily: No thank you.

Gaston: You're very welcome. Countess, believe me, before you left this room I would have told you everything. And let me say this with love in my heart. Countess, you are a thief. The wallet of the gentleman in 253, 5, 7, and 9 is in your possession. I knew it very well when you took it out of my pocket. In fact, you tickled me. But your embrace was so sweet.

Lily: [about her appearance in his room] By tomorrow, it'll be Grand Canal gossip!

Gaston: Don't stop. Keep right on complaining. It's beautiful.

Lily: You know, when I first saw you, I thought you were an American.

Gaston: Thank you.

Lily: Someone from another world - so entirely different. Oh! One gets so tired of one's own class - princes and counts and dukes and kings! Everybody talking shop. Always trying to sell jewelry. Then I heard your name and found out you were just one of us.

Gaston: Disappointed?

Lily: No, proud. Very proud.