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Anita Louise and Dick Powell in Going Places (1938)

Quotes

Going Places

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  • Ellen Parker: [running towards her horse's stall] There's Lady Ellen! Hello there, girl-how are you?
  • [to Peter]
  • Ellen Parker: She's my pet - was named after me.
  • Peter Mason: Oh, that's nice.
  • Ellen Parker: Isn't she lovely? Look at her coloring!
  • Peter Mason: [looking at Ellen] Lovely coloring...
  • Ellen Parker: And such soulful eyes.
  • Peter Mason: [still looking at Ellen] Beautiful hair...
  • Ellen Parker: Hair? Are you talking about the mane?
  • Peter Mason: Oh, oh, the mane! Oh, yes, I should remember the Maine.
  • Joan: But, now, Poopsy.
  • Col. Withering: Now, Angel. please. Be patient.
  • Gabe: Come back here! Come back here, Jeepers! Doggone that horse!
  • Joan: Come on, Poopsy, let's go.
  • Col. Withering: Where are we going now, Mousy?
  • Joan: Fox hunting. Right down Fifth Avenue. Tally-hoo, Poopsie!
  • Joan: Poopsy, the mighty hunter!
  • Droopy: Say, Uncle Tom, in case you don't know it, your horse is running away.
  • Gabe: Yes, sah. I knows it.
  • Maxie: Then you better start jammin' and get after him.
  • Gabe: Just what I'm gonna do, mister. If there's anything that can stop that horse, it's this here trumpet.
  • Droopy: Why don't you stop thinkin' up snappy sayin's and start concentratin' on business?
  • Ellen Parker: Oh, yes. You must let us entertain you.
  • Maxie: You wrote it for him?
  • Gabe: Yes, sah. And I calls it by his name: Jeepers Creepers.
  • Maxie: Jeepers Creepers.
  • [to Droopy]
  • Maxie: Uncle Tom is kidding us.
  • Gabe: Oh, no, sah, I ain't.
  • Droopy: Wait a minute. Maybe he ain't. Race horses is funny animals. They're just like prima donnas.
  • Droopy: We can't crash this joint.
  • Maxie: Why not? I'll register and you can visit.
  • Droopy: What about my bag?
  • Maxie: All take that. All these mugs down here travel with a lot of baggage.
  • Sam: [singing] Oh, Jeepers Creepers, where'd you get those peepers? Jeepers Creepers, where'd you get those eyes? Oh, gosh all git-up, how'd you get so lit up? Gosh all git up, how'd it get that size? Golly gee...
  • Jack Withering: [opens hotel room door] Oh, excuse me. We were expecting tea.
  • Maxie: We ain't it.
  • Maxie: Listen, Eight Ball, do mind if we ignore you?
  • Franklin Dexter: He's very nervous. He wants to have some rest. Sometime later, perhaps.
  • Maxie: Now, wait a minute, Gabby Puss, we'll give you a rest. A *permanent* one, if you don't keep out of this.
  • Maxie: I am Maxie Miller. This is Droopy.
  • Franklin Dexter: Droopy? One of the seven dwarfs? Oh, no-no. Of course, that was Doopey, wasn't it.
  • Maxie: That's him!
  • Droopy: Cut it out, fancy pants. We're here to talk business.
  • Maxie: Did you ever hear of Jeepers Creepers?
  • Peter Mason: Jeepers Creepers?
  • Droopy: Yeah, Jeepers Creepers. Son of Washer, out of Wellington's Duke and Lady Godiva, sired by King Henry the Fourth.
  • Franklin Dexter: My, very well connected, I should say.
  • Peter Mason, Droopy, Maxie, Franklin Dexter: [singing] Oh, what horse was Charley, Till he got a Charley horse...
  • Peter Mason: Come on, Gabe. Blow, Gabriel, blow!
  • Cora Withering: [on the phone] We're giving a cocktail party at my home and we'd *love* to have you join us.
  • Peter Mason: Oh, I'm terribly sorry, Mrs. Withering, but, I'm doing a little writing, right now.
  • Cora Withering: Riding? In your hotel room?
  • Peter Mason: Oh, no. No, I said writing.
  • Cora Withering: Yes, I know you said riding. But, you're joking, aren't you?
  • Peter Mason: Oh, no. No, Mrs. Withering, I'm not joking.
  • Peter Mason: [Posing as Randall] I understand he's a pretty vicious horse.
  • Ellen Parker: Oh, no. He's just a little temperamental, that's all. That's because he hasn't met his master, yet. Gabe, would you give Mr. Randall some sugar?
  • Gabe: Yes, ma'am.
  • Peter Mason: No thanks. I never use it.
  • Ellen Parker: Don't be silly! I meant it for the horse. I thought you might like to make friends.
  • Col. Withering: Pull yourself together man, go get the medicine chest.
  • Franklin Dexter: Medicine chest, yes.
  • Col. Withering: And bandages!
  • Franklin Dexter: With mustard?
  • Col. Withering: Mustard? On bandages?
  • Franklin Dexter: Oh, I thought you said sandwiches.
  • Jack Withering: I'm glad to see ol' Jeepers Creepers has finally met his master.
  • Peter Mason: Well, I wish he'd meet his maker.
  • Ellen Parker: Oh, the race is practically won! These are my colors.
  • Peter Mason: Black and blue. Very appropriate.
  • Droopy: You guys shouldn't have fibbed to us like that. It hurt me here. Just like finding out there ain't no Santi Claus.
  • Jack Withering: Look at that Jeepers Creepers go!
  • Peter Mason: [hears a knock at the door] What's that?
  • Franklin Dexter: Oh, I ordered coffee.
  • Peter Mason: You ordered *what*?
  • Franklin Dexter: Coffee.
  • Peter Mason: I thought you said coffin.
  • Gabe: My, my, my, but this room looks very familiar to me. Yes, sah. I just remember. Jes a year ago today, to this very minute, in this very room, on that very bed, I gave Mr. Byrd his rub down.

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