Walter Woolf KingQuotes

Lassparri: [after being booed by the audience and pelted with fruit] Never in my life have I received such treatment. They threw an apple at me.

Driftwood: Well. Watermelons are out of season.

Rosa: [singing] I'm not alone--

Riccardo: [singing: As long as I find you in every dream.

Rosa: RICCARDO!!

Riccardo: You thought you could come back to America without me, huh?

Rosa: Oh, you fool. You dear, dear fool!

Riccardo: Because I love you, you call me a fool. There may be something in that.

Rosa: What are you doing here?

Riccardo: The easiest thing in the world, an open window, a detective, and here I am.

Rosa: Oh, Riccardo, you shouldn't have! They'll only send you back again! Perhaps, they even put you in jail!

Riccardo: Oh, I don't care, darling. It's worth it.

Rosa: Suppose... Suppose I go to Mr. Gottlieb. Maybe he'd intercede for you.

Riccardo: Gottlieb couldn't do anything. Besides, Lassparri's got to him first.

Rosa: There must be something we can do!

Rosa: Who is it?

Lassparri: It is I, Rodolfo.

Rosa: Um... Come in!

Lassparri: Those men-- They can't be passengers on this boat. They must be stowaways.

Captain: Stowaways? Well, we'll soon find out.

Lassparri: Rosa?

Rosa: Yes, signore?

Lassparri: My good friend Herman Gottlieb is coming back to see me. How would you like to have supper with us?

Rosa: I'm terribly sorry, signor Lassparri. I already have an engagement.

Lassparri: [glances contemptuously at Ricardo] Oh, I see. Well, that's too bad because I have an idea that he's going to invite me to sing in New York. And uh... He may permit me to select my leading lady. Are you sure you can't break your appointment?

Rosa: [smiles and shakes her head] I'm terribly sorry, signore.

Lassparri: [slaps him] What do you mean by humiliating me in front of all those people!? You're fired!! Do you understand!!? YOU'RE FIRED!!

Driftwood: Hey, you big bully. What's the idea of hitting that little bully?

Lassparri: [shoves Tomasso away; To Driftwood] Will you kindly let me handle my own affairs!? GET OUT!! Now, what have you got to say to me?

Driftwood: [pulls one of the clown buttons off the front of his costume] Just this: can you sleep on your stomach with such big buttons on your pajamas?

Lassparri: Why you--

Driftwood: [crouches next to them; Tomasso pulls out a small bottle and holds it under Lasparri's nose; Tomasso nods; Lasparri begins to stir] Nice work, I think you got him. Ah, smelling salts? That should bring him to. You're sorry for what you did? Well, that shows a nice spirit. He's coming around, he'll be fine now-

Driftwood: Get fresh with me, eh?

Fiorello: [wanders over] How do you do?

Driftwood: Hello.

Fiorello: What'sa matter, Mister?

Driftwood: Oh, we had an argument, and he pulled a knife on me, so I shot him.

Fiorello: Do you mind...?

Driftwood: [He moves over slightly, and Fiorello rests his foot on Lasparri's chest as well, imitating a foot rail at a bar] No, no go right ahead! Two beers, bartender!

Fiorello: I'll take two beers, too.

Driftwood: Well, things seem to be getting better around the country

Fiorello: [Driftwood looks at him in bewilderment] Well, I wouldn't know, I'm a stranger here myself.

Lassparri: [Lassparri wacks Tomasso with a cane] What are you doing in my costumes!? Take it off at once! Do you hear!? Immediately!

Lassparri: [Lassparri shakes Tomasso and throws him] Why you... YOU!! Take that off.

Lassparri: Take off that dress! Do you hear!? You dumb idiot! Do as I say or I'll break your neck!

Lassparri: [Lassparri whipping Tomasso; Lassparri throws Tomasso out] Do you hear me!? Take off that dress! If I ever get my hands on you, you'll never hear the end of this! If you're not out of my dressing, YOU'RE FIRED!! GET OUT!! GET OUT!! GET OUT!! Do you hear me!? OUT YOU GO!! And don't ever come back here again!!

Rosa: Don't you care. You're lucky to be rid of him.

Lassparri: Oh, good evening, Rosa.

Rosa: Good evening, signore.

Lassparri: Tomasso, why don't you come in. I've been waiting for you.