Greta Garbo credited as playing...
Anna
- Anna Christie: You was going on as if one of you had to own me. But, nobody owns me, see; excepting, myself. I'll do what I please and no man, I don't give a darn who he is, can tell me what to do. I haven't asked either of you for living. I'll make it myself, one way or another. I am my own boss. So, put that in your pipe and smoke it!
- Matt Burke: Glory be, what do I care for a stew or a pie? It's not for food I'm hungry... but for the sight of your face.
- Anna Christie: [Amused and flattered] Oh, go on with your blarney, you gasbag!
- Anna Christie: I'm just out of the hospital, two weeks. The judge gave all us girls 30 days. Well, the others didn't seem to mind being in the cooler much. But, I couldn't stand it. I went nuts. I never could stand being caged up nowhere. I got good and sick and they had to send me to the hospital. And it was nice there. I was sorry to leave it, honest.
- Matt Burke: This queer, rough talk; not for a decent enough girl like yourself.
- Anna Christie: Decent! Who told you I was?
- Chris Christofferson: On trip back, I take you up in Woolworth Building. There, you see everything.
- Anna Christie: I've seen too much already.
- Anna Christie: I ain't expectin' much from him. Give you a kick when you're down. That's what all men do. And I don't suppose he'll turn out no better than the rest.
- Chris Christofferson: You drink your wine. That put new life in you. Skol, Ann. You know that Swedish word?
- Anna Christie: Skol. I guess I know that word, alright, alright.
- Anna Christie: Give me a whiskey, ginger ale on the side... and don't be stingy, baby.
- Larry the Bartender: [a bit sarcastically] Well, shall I serve it in a pail?
- Anna Christie: Well, that suits me down to the ground.
- Anna Christie: Say, *his* bringing me up... Is that what he tells people? Well, I sure like his nerve. Why, he let them cousins keep me on the farm and work me to death like a dog.
- Marthy Owens: [chuckles] Well, you didn't fall for that farm life, did ya'?
- Anna Christie: I should say not. I had to slave for all of them. It was all right 'til my mother died. But I was only a "poor relation," you know? And they treated me worse than they dare treat a hired girl. Oh, what a life on that farm out in Minnesota, with them Swedes, woman-hungry. One night I was alone in the house, and one of his sons came back... After that I hated them so, I'd kill them all if I stayed. So I ran away - St. Paul...
- Anna Christie: That's all men's fault, giving you the wrong start!
- Chris Christofferson: You know, Anna, you is awful pretty girl. I bet you all men see you, fall in love with you, by jiminy.
- Anna Christie: Cut that! You talk just as they all do.
- Chris Christofferson: Ain't no harm your father talk that way, Anna.
- Anna Christie: Ah, a fine father you are... like a stranger! Why didn't you ever come out west to see me?
- Chris Christofferson: I'm sorry, Anna, but after your mother died, I want come see you end of every voyage. But when I get money for coming west I forget. And I get drunk and spend all money. I don't know why, Anna, but that's the way with most sailor fella. That old Devil Sea, she make them crazy fools with her dirty tricks. It's so.
- Anna Christie: Well, it's good you've got something to blame it on.