Strangers May Kiss (1931)

Robert Montgomery: Steve

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• Steve : Ooh, what I heard about you in Paris, ooh.

  Lisbeth Corbin : And of course, like a true knight, you refused to believe it.

  Steve : Well, the first six or seven hundred times I did.

• Steve : We mix a lot of things but we take our women straight.

• Steve : [singing]  Celia loves me, that I know, much obliged to Celia...

• Celia : Steve will be like that after you two have been married a year or so.

  Steve : Us married? Haven' t you heard? There's a goof named Alan.

  Celia : Who is he?

  Steve : He's the fly in the ointment. In fact, the ointment is practically all flies.

  Celia : Well, what is he?

  Lisbeth Corbin : Well, your honor, it's this way. You see, he writes.

  Steve : A foreign correspondent.

  Lisbeth Corbin : In a big way!

  Steve : One of those guys who's always horning in on revolutions. Having breakfast with Mussolini.

  Lisbeth Corbin : Wherever there's trouble in the world, he goes sits among it.

  Steve : And no more home ties than a floating kidney.

• Celia : Oh, but, seriously, I don't mean to be prying, but if your mother was still alive.

  Lisbeth Corbin : Dear Aunt Celia, I'm free, white and twenty-one.

  Steve : Sound in wind and limb.

  Lisbeth Corbin : Shut up. And I know my own mind.

  Steve : Oh, New York's ruined her. She has a mind of her own.

• Steve : Does he love you?

  Lisbeth Corbin : Well, if he doesn't, I'm just out of luck.

  Steve : I think I better kidnap you. You sound a little mad.

  Lisbeth Corbin : Ha-ha. Well, it's nice to be a little mad about someone.

• Steve : There's a broken heart for every light on Broadway.

• Lisbeth Corbin : [Talking on the phone to a drunk Steve]  Marry you? If you were here now and could stand up, I might. I said, I might.

  Steve : I'll be there tomorrow. Sober as a judge.

  Lisbeth Corbin : Oh. And try to take me back to Boston? Pack me in mothballs? So you could come to New York with a bucket of red paint?

• Steve : Gee whiz, Lisbeth. Talk about shocks.

  Lisbeth Corbin : Oh, but what a relief. Now you don't have to pack me in mothballs.

  Steve : Oh, darling.

  Lisbeth Corbin : Because I've seen life murmur and heard it glisten. I'm no longer the good woman in your life, Stevie.

  Steve : There are no good women.

  Lisbeth Corbin : Sorry to hear you say that.

• Steve : Do you know I've followed you from London to Berlin, from Berlin to Monte Carlo...

  Lisbeth Corbin : Ha-ha. And here I am. So get your little surprise dance all calmed down. Let's celebrate.

  Steve : Right-o. Lets.

• Steve : You look awful good to me.

  Lisbeth Corbin : Ha-ha. It's simply gorgeous, Stevie, you bobbing up like this. Really, thrilling.

  Steve : Oh, you're lying. But, I like it. I never gave you a thrill in your life.

  Lisbeth Corbin : I'm not lying. I try to find one kick for every 24 hours. You saved the day!

  Steve : Well, that's something.

  Lisbeth Corbin : [Toast]  Happy days!

  Steve : Here's mud in your eye.

• Steve : What have they done to you, buddy?

  Lisbeth Corbin : Who wants to know?

  Steve : Oh, come on now, come clean. It's your ol' pal.

  Lisbeth Corbin : Ha-ha. Don't worry about me. You see, I had a little bluebird, but no cage. Bluebird got away. Just a little gal who lost a bluebird.

• De Bazan : What an afternoon you have missed. There are six bulls. Each one, each one the most vicious. And you wouldn't come. Game, unexciting roulette you like better than bullfighting. Six bulls. Scaritto, he scratches three. Three! Himself, nearly killed. How thrilling. Its too bad. Too bad.

  Lisbeth Corbin : Sounds like a lot of bull, eh, Steve?

  Steve : Oh, yeah, you said it.

• Steve : I was about to say something new. Deep and startling. Its the same old world it always was and it always will be.

  Lisbeth Corbin : Ha-ha. And life's like that.

  Steve : Ain't it just.

• Lisbeth Corbin : You don't mind, do you Steve? I'd like to be alone. Just a little while.

  Steve : Sure. If you want me, I'll be at Harry's Bar. After midnight, Zellies.

• Steve : There will always be a bottle of champagne, burning in the window.