Gay Purr-ee (1962)

Judy Garland: Mewsette

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Quotes 

• Jeanette : [to her sister]  But darling, think of Paris! Lovely, gay Paris! Have you forgotten the sidewalk cafés and how we sipped champagne?

  Mewsette : [thinking]  Champagne? That must be what they call catnip in Paris. How nice!

  Jeanette : ...the button champignons sautéed in butter with tiny shreds of herbs...

  Mewsette : [thinking]  Champignons? I know what they are - mushrooms! And delicious, too!

  Jeanette : And oh, my dear, the Champs-Elysées!

  Mewsette : [thinking]  Champs-Elysées? I wonder what they taste like.

• Meowrice : [to Mewsette]  Tonight, I wish to speak of love and marriage. You have thought of marriage, haven't you?

  Mewsette : Yes, I... I suppose I have.

  Meowrice : Good, then I know just the one for you.

  [gestures toward a picture] 

  Meowrice : Here's his picture. His name is Henry Pfft of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S.A.

  Mewsette : [looking at the picture with disgust]  You mean you want me to marry this... this fat old...

  Meowrice : [interrupting her, laughing]  You are as bright as you are pretty, my dear, so please get into the basket like a good little bride to be.

  [His henchcats show her the basket] 

  Mewsette : [frightened]  Who are they?

  Meowrice : Business associates, cherie. Just get into the basket and you won't have to look at them anymore.

  Mewsette : [horrified]  Into the basket? No, oh, no!

  Meowrice : [mocking her]  Yes, oh, yes! You are going to Pittsburgh to marry that rich American. Isn't that what you wanted? Isn't that why you left the farm?

  Mewsette : Yes! I mean, no!

  [crying] 

  Mewsette : I just... I just want Jaune-Tom!

  Meowrice : Jaune-Tom? You mean the world's greatest mouser?

  [laughs] 

  Meowrice : Why, old Jaune-Tom is probably in Alaska about now.

  Mewsette : He is not. You're lying, just like you did about everything else!

  Meowrice : [coming towards her menacingly]  Call it a weakness. Now get into the basket!

  Mewsette : No, I won't! I'm not going to marry anybody!

  [Runs away] 

  Meowrice : [to his henchcats]  After her, boys!

  [his henchcats trap her in a bell tower] 

  Meowrice : Don't let her fall! I have already paid the postage!