Tyrone PowerQuotes

Stephen Fitzgerald: Well, you stay here in the car in case someone comes along, and I'll scout up the road a bit. Must lead somewhere.

Bill Clark: Don't be sure. Irish paths are whimsical - like the Irish character.

Frances Augur: You needn't smile quite so cordially when you tip hat check girls. Gives them ideas.

Stephen Fitzgerald: Well, she gave me a couple.

David C. Augur: Do you know the oldest and noblest occupation of them all?

Stephen Fitzgerald: I think so.

David C. Augur: [pause] I mean politics.

Stephen Fitzgerald: Well, you'll admit there are certain points of similarity.

State Governor: You work here, Pops?

Martin Maher: I do, sir.

State Governor: Did it ever occur to you as an American citizen with a vote that a place can be so overgrown with tradition that it loses touch with reality?

Martin Maher: Uh, how was that again, sir?

State Governor: I'm talking about tradition! Why, those same silly uniforms have been worn for over a hundred years! Now it's time for more realism here and less tradition! Why, man, we're at war! Our boys are dying in battle!

Martin Maher: Pardon me, sir, but how old are you?

State Governor: Why, 42. I'm the youngest governor in the United States.

Martin Maher: Oh, you don't say, sir.

State Governor: I do.

Martin Maher: [[Douglas MacArthur; [Omar Bradley; [George S. Patton|Georgie Patton] Youngest... who do you think is leadin our men in battle? And I mean, leadin em? Standing out there under fire, saying, "Follow me!" Where else would the West Pointers be when there's dying to be done?! And who's making the plans, directing the war? Eisenhower, let us say! ], Joe Stilwell, ] and ]. You think generals like that just happen? They do not. They're made. They're made, Mr. Alderman or Tax Collector! They're made right here at West Point!

State Governor: [''Taking out a notepad''] What's your name?

Martin Maher: [''Calling after the Governor as he leaves''; ''Taking a moment to compose himself, Maher looks up at the plaque honoring Lt. Col. Herman J. Koehler.''] Martin Maher, sir. And you'll find the name in the book! There's no use glarin at me like that, Colonel, darlin'. You'd have said the same thing yourself.

President of the United States: Good to see you, Marty. What's this all about?

LTG Charles Dotson: Marty says his business is pretty urgent, Mr. President.

Martin Maher: Urgent, sir? It couldn't be more urgent. They've been counting their fingers, sir, and they find I'm over 70. They want to retire me! After fifty years, the ungrateful... So I got Chuck- I mean General Dotson to fix it for me to see you, sir.

LTG Charles Dotson: Fifty years in the Army is a long time, Marty.

Martin Maher: [''Starts to light his pipe, but stops.''] It is, sir, but then again it isn't, sir. It took me 30 or 40 years just to get the hang of it, you know. And now that everything is goin smooth, it'd be throwin away my trainin', a waste of the taxpayers money, sir.

President: Go ahead and smoke your pipe, Marty. I'd hardly know you without it.

Martin Maher: Thank you, sir. You know, sir, we Mahers take our own time about gettin old. Oh, over 70 I may be, and I wear glasses for fine print these days, and maybe I have put on a pound or two here or there. But I tell you, sir, I'm in better shape now than I was that mornin fifty years ago, when I rode that milk train up the Hudson, not knowin what I was gettin myself into. I walked up that hill, a young lad, fresh off the boat...

Jim O'Carberry: This is Marty Maher. Whitey Larson.

Martin Maher: How do you do, sir?

Jim O'Carberry: If you have any trouble with horses, drop around and see Marty.

Whitey Larson: But he's in the infantry!

Jim O'Carberry: Well naturally! He knows horses. You don't think they'd put him in the cavalry, do ya?

Martin Maher: What is this place? Is it maybe a prison, or is it a looney house?

Cpl. Rudolph Heinz: This is the United States Military Academy.

Martin Maher: [glances around] What a fine ruin it would make!

Leonard Vole: But this is England, where I thought you never arrest, let alone convict, people for crimes they have not committed.

Sir Wilfrid: We try not to make a habit of it.

Sir Wilfrid: Give me a match.

Leonard Vole: Sorry, I never carried them.

Sir Wilfrid: [to Mayhew] What? You said I'd like him.

Leonard Vole: But I do have a lighter.

Sir Wilfird: You're quite right, Mayhew. I do like him.

Leonard Vole: What are you looking for?

Christine Vole: My accordion.

Leonard Vole: [stepping on it] I think I've found it.

Christine Vole: Step on it again. It's still breathing.