Rafter Romance (1933)

Norman Foster: Jack Bacon

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Quotes 

• Jack : Ah, in your icebox, Hubbell!

• Eckbaum : You could call it a loan couldn't you?

  Jack : Listen, Eckbaum, you can call it a lot worst than that and you'd still be right. Listen, I know what's in back of that old dame's mind and I won't have it!

  Eckbaum : But, Jack, she wants to help you.

  Jack : That's my business.

  Eckbaum : All right, then, so it's my business. After all, I'm a landlord, not a Salvation Army Captain.

• Jack : Now, listen, Eckbaum, I know these dames. They come to Greenwich Village, from small towns, looking for romance. I don't care if she is broke! She's just trying to hang one on over on you. What do think this is? Seventh heaven?

  Eckbaum : On the fourth floor? It couldn't be.

  Jack : Trying to make a flop house out of this joint? A flop house for women! She slides out of bed and I slide in.

  [sarcastically] 

  Jack : That's swell.

• Eckbaum : No, not in the same bed! Never at the same time together. On that I insist! Fifteen minutes before she can come in, you gotta get out. You understand that? Even if I have to put Julius at the door to see that it happens.

  Jack : A rotten outrage. I won't have any moon-faced, corn-fed, goggle-eyed spinster in my room.

  Eckbaum : Oh, yes you will. You got to agree to that now.

• Jack : [note]  Why was my toothbrush wet this morning? Is nothing sacred?

• Jack : How are all the little iceboxes this evening?

• Mary : [reading his palm]  It says you're going to meet a stranger.

  Jack : Isn't it funny? If that breadbox hadn't been in front of Hoffman's and you hadn't been sitting on it...

  Mary : And you hadn't been looking out of the window...

  Jack : You'll never know how lovely you looked - framed in salami.

• Jack : Don't be ridiculous, Elise. Come on, you got to get out of here. Come on, now, like a good girl.

  Elise : I don't want to be a good girl! What's that get you? I want life and love. I want you.

• Jack : What are you gong to do tomorrow?

  Mary : Tomorrow?

  Jack : Yes, tomorrow you don't have to work Sundays, do you?

  Mary : Oh, tomorrow. Oh, I believe the Icy Air Company's giving a picnic for their employees. Three-legged races, greased pole, prizes and refreshments. I wonder if it will be any fun?

  Jack : Sounds terrible.

  Mary : I thought so too.

• Jack : [gives Mary some flowers]  Would you wear these to the picnic tomorrow?

  Mary : Ah, thanks; but, you shouldn't have.

  Jack : Oh, please, I'd only spend the money on something foolish: a yacht, a bassoon, a polar bear.

• Jack : Hey, don't do that! She'll be madder than seventeen Siamese scorpions! She'll break out in spots!