Twentieth Century Quotes
Mathew J. Clark: I've often thought I might like to devote myself to the theater. Would you think there might be a place for me?
Oliver Webb: Oh yes, yes. Probably fill a long-felt want.
Oliver Webb: Oh yes, yes. Probably fill a long-felt want.
Movie: Twentieth Century
George Smith: And you wanted my respect!
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: Who cares about your respect? I'm too big to be respected. The men I've known have understood that.
George Smith: Men you've known? Jaffe, you mean.
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: Yes, Jaffe. He'll tell you what I am: A first-class passenger entitled to privileges.
George Smith: Oh, an artist!
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: You're darned tooting I am!
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: Who cares about your respect? I'm too big to be respected. The men I've known have understood that.
George Smith: Men you've known? Jaffe, you mean.
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: Yes, Jaffe. He'll tell you what I am: A first-class passenger entitled to privileges.
George Smith: Oh, an artist!
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: You're darned tooting I am!
Movie: Twentieth Century
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: Is Oscar Jaffe on this train? You'd better tell me.
Owen O'Malley: Right in there. The Little Corporal is returning from another Moscow, his head bloodied but still unbowed.
Owen O'Malley: Right in there. The Little Corporal is returning from another Moscow, his head bloodied but still unbowed.
Movie: Twentieth Century
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: Is Oscar Jaffe on this train? You'd better tell me.
Owen O'Malley: Right in there. The Little Corporal is returning from another Moscow, his head bloodied but still unbowed.
Owen O'Malley: Right in there. The Little Corporal is returning from another Moscow, his head bloodied but still unbowed.
Movie: Twentieth Century
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: What is it this time - the big drama about Hairpin Annie, the pride of the gashouse?
Movie: Twentieth Century
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: Why do they keep hammering at me? Hammering and hammering...
Movie: Twentieth Century
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: Yes, I tried to save you pain. I lied, yes, only to save you.
Oscar Jaffe: That's from Sappho!
Oscar Jaffe: That's from Sappho!
Movie: Twentieth Century
Oliver Webb: I don't know whether you realize it or not, Owen, but I've always had a terrific influence with her.
Owen O'Malley: Me too. Once I actually compelled her to admit it looked like rain.
Owen O'Malley: Me too. Once I actually compelled her to admit it looked like rain.
Movie: Twentieth Century
Oliver Webb: What we need is a play, something she can read and see herself walking up and down the stage in.
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Oliver Webb: What we need is a play, something she can read and see herself walking up and down the stage in.
Movie: Twentieth Century
Oscar Jaffe: [lamenting Lily's departure, after trashing her lobby posters] ... O tempora, o mores!
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Oscar Jaffe: [looking at a poster with Lily Garland's picture on it] Anathema! Child of Satan!
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Oscar Jaffe: Did you hear that? She's left me.
Oliver Webb: Say the word, O.J., and I'll kill myself.
Oliver Webb: Say the word, O.J., and I'll kill myself.
Movie: Twentieth Century
Oscar Jaffe: Did you hear that? She's left me.
Oliver Webb: Say the word, O.J., and I'll kill myself.
Oliver Webb: Say the word, O.J., and I'll kill myself.
Movie: Twentieth Century
Oscar Jaffe: I want to send another
[telegram]
Oscar Jaffe: . To John Ringling. I'm in the market for 25 camels, several elephants, and an ibis... Give me the rock-bottom price.
[telegram]
Oscar Jaffe: . To John Ringling. I'm in the market for 25 camels, several elephants, and an ibis... Give me the rock-bottom price.
Movie: Twentieth Century
Oscar Jaffe: I want to send another
[telegram]
Oscar Jaffe: . To John Ringling. "I'm in the market for 25 camels, several elephants, and an ibis... Give me the rock-bottom price."
[telegram]
Oscar Jaffe: . To John Ringling. "I'm in the market for 25 camels, several elephants, and an ibis... Give me the rock-bottom price."
Movie: Twentieth Century
Oscar Jaffe: Lily, you're crying.
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: Sure, I turn on a faucet. It's that sort of scene.
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: Sure, I turn on a faucet. It's that sort of scene.
Movie: Twentieth Century
Oscar Jaffe: Lily, you're crying.
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: Sure, I turn on a faucet. It's that sort of scene.
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: Sure, I turn on a faucet. It's that sort of scene.
Movie: Twentieth Century
Oscar Jaffe: Now, before we begin I want you all to remember one thing. No matter what I may say... no matter what I may do on this stage during our work... I love you all.
Movie: Twentieth Century
Oscar Jaffe: Owen, something tells me you're not educated enough for this sort of thing. I'll have to hire some professor.
Owen O'Malley: Save your dough, sire. I yield the lamp of learning to no one.
Owen O'Malley: Save your dough, sire. I yield the lamp of learning to no one.
Movie: Twentieth Century
Oscar Jaffe: Owen, something tells me you're not educated enough for this sort of thing. I'll have to hire some professor.
Owen O'Malley: Save your dough, sire. I yield the lamp of learning to no one.
Owen O'Malley: Save your dough, sire. I yield the lamp of learning to no one.
Movie: Twentieth Century
Oscar Jaffe: They are the only true actors we have left. Not like our cheap Broadway hams.
Movie: Twentieth Century
Oscar Jaffe: When I love a woman, I'm an Oriental. It never goes. It never dies.
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: Phooey.
Oscar Jaffe: Love blinded me. That was the trouble between us as producer and artist.
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: So that's what it was, was it? How about your name in electric lights bigger than everybody's, and your delusion that you were a Shakespeare and a Napoleon and a Grand Lama of Tibet all rolled into one?
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: Phooey.
Oscar Jaffe: Love blinded me. That was the trouble between us as producer and artist.
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka: So that's what it was, was it? How about your name in electric lights bigger than everybody's, and your delusion that you were a Shakespeare and a Napoleon and a Grand Lama of Tibet all rolled into one?
Movie: Twentieth Century
Oscar Jaffe: You squalling litle amateur. On your feet! Get up! Take that hump out of your back. You're not demonstrating underwear anymore!
Movie: Twentieth Century
Owen O'Malley: [referring to a policeman] This demigod thinks he's in darkest Russia.
Movie: Twentieth Century
Owen O'Malley: [referring to a policeman] This demigod thinks he's in darkest Russia.
Movie: Twentieth Century
Owen O'Malley: He's going to end up in the breadline unless he finds out that these jittery horse operas with a lot of people staggering around in foul iron suits ain't entertainment.
Oliver Webb: Where did you leave Jaffe?
Owen O'Malley: At the Morrison Hotel under the name of Hemingway, which he's adopted in his grief.
Oliver Webb: Where did you leave Jaffe?
Owen O'Malley: At the Morrison Hotel under the name of Hemingway, which he's adopted in his grief.
Movie: Twentieth Century