Helen Walker: Betty Cream

Cluny Brown

Betty Cream

Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: Why do people go to cocktail parties?
Andrew Carmel: Because people give cocktail parties.
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: Why do people give them?
John Frewen: Because people go to them.
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: It's a vicious circle... a perpetual motion.
Andrew Carmel: It's depressing. Parties and people laughing with Europe on the brink.
John Frewen: Yes, Hitler in Vienna and Prague and people go around having fun.
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: Oh, I'm so tired of hearing about Hitler and Mussolini and...
Andrew Carmel: Betty, I'm surprised! You talk like a superficial girl who thinks of nothing but her pink and white complexion.
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: You seemed to like it until Hitler came between us.
Andrew Carmel: I... I still do.
John Frewen: Oh, intensely, Betty.
Andrew Carmel: But you must realize we're on the verge of a war.
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: Well then, stop talking and do something about it.
Andrew Carmel: I have. I've written a letter to the Times.
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: Then there's nothing to worry about.

Lady Alice Carmel: May I come in, my dear?
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: Of course, Lady Carmel.
[they walk into Betty's bedroom]
Lady Alice Carmel: Get back into bed, Elizabeth.
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: Yes, Lady Carmel.
[she gets into bed and Lady Alice sits beside her on the bed]
Lady Alice Carmel: You know, my dear, you ought to get married.
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: Do you think so, Lady Carmel?
Lady Alice Carmel: Quite definitely, my dear.
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: Yes, Lady Carmel.
Lady Alice Carmel: Are you going to marry Andrew?
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: Yes, Lady Carmel.
Lady Alice Carmel: Then I think you should tell him so, because he's getting quite nervous.
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: I'll tell him tomorrow.
Lady Alice Carmel: Thank you, Elizabeth.

Andrew Carmel: [recognizing Belinski asleep on the bed] Good heavens!
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: What's the matter?
Andrew Carmel: It's Belinski.
John Frewen: Not Adam Belinski?
Andrew Carmel: Yes, Adam Belinski.
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: Is he a gangster?
Andrew Carmel: Don't be an idiot, Betty. He's a Czech.
John Frewen: He's a great man. He's famous.
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: Well, whatever for?
Andrew Carmel: He's a writer. A professor at Prague. One of Hitler's worst enemies.
John Frewen: That's why the Nazis - he's probably just a jump ahead of them now. I wonder how he got to London.
Andrew Carmel: The underground, no doubt.
John Frewen: What a man.
Andrew Carmel: He looks everything like his pictures. Better in fact. Nobler. Much nobler.
John Frewen: More serene.
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: And he snores.

Andrew Carmel: How was I to know you'd have the nerve to come down here after the row we had?
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: Did we have a row? I don't remember.
Andrew Carmel: Oh, this is too much. We had a row that all London is talking about. The kind of row that London won't forget for a long time. But what's a row to you? Nothing! You haven't even the decency to acknowledge that we had one.
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: I don't want to hurt you, darling. If we ever have a row again, do tell me we're having one so we may have a long long chat about it afterwards.
Andrew Carmel: Oh, rot!
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: See you later, darling.

Adam Belinski: Remember, Miss Brown's also your personal maid. Now the question arises, Miss Cream, can you get in and out of your clothes without breaking your neck?
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: That I don't know.
Adam Belinski: Try it, will you? My little lamb, my sweet. And if you should break your pretty little neck, just yell "Belinski!"
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: If you promise not to come, Miss Brown may have the whole night off.
Adam Belinski: Thank you, Miss Cream.
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: A pleasure, Mr. Belinski.

Adam Belinski: [Walks into Betty's room, where she's sitting up in bed reading, and he sits down in a chair] What does one do with a woman like you?
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: One feels like a fool and gets out... in a hurry, professor.
Adam Belinski: A good beating. That's what I ought to do. Give you a good beating.
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: Hmmm, sounds very tempting. But unfortunately, I've been brought up to resist temptations. Now will you take your primitive instincts out of my room? Or, should I scream?

Adam Belinski: Why are you so vicious to my friend, Andrew?
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: Oh, I see. This time you came to talk about Andrew, and I thought it was a personal call. Are you sure it isn't, professor?
Adam Belinski: Miss Cream, you hold no attraction for me whatsoever. None.

Adam Belinski: Betty, why are you so nasty to Andrew?
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: I'll scream.
Adam Belinski: Why should you, Betty? Wake up the whole house. Distress everybody. Can't you ever think of anybody but yourself? Doesn't it occur to you that you could make someone else happy?
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: [Screams, half-heartedly] Ahhhhhh.!
[Belinski rises, goes to the door, turns back, and Betty screams again, a little louder and more intense]
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: Ahhhhhh!

Andrew Carmel: Oh, darling, trust me. Please trust me.
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: Darling, if I trust you now, I'll always have to trust you. And I won't.

Andrew Carmel: I'm very fond of the professor, but after all, walking into you room like that.
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: Thank heavens he did. If I hadn't screamed last night, we wouldn't be engaged today. You always behaved so well, I might have died an old maid.

Andrew Carmel: You're so right, Betty. We all behave too well. We never do the wrong thing at the right time. I've said it before, and I'll say it again, "What England needs is more Belinskis."
Elizabeth 'Betty' Cream: I think one is quite enough.