Anne Bancroft credited as playing...
Anna Bronski
- Anna Bronski: [as the Nazis are searching for Sasha] First you invade Poland, then you invade Warsaw, then you invade my dressing room... you people are compulsive invaders!
- Capt. Schultz, of Erhardt's Staff: Mrs. Bronski.
- Colonel Erhardt: Ah, Mrs. Bronski, Mrs. Bronski, Mrs. Bronski.
- Anna Bronski: We're all here.
- [Sasha puts on his coat to go out]
- Anna Bronski: What's that on your coat?
- Sasha: Oh, it's the newest fashion in occupied Warsaw. Jews wear yellow stars, homosexuals wear pink triangles.
- Anna Bronski: Sasha! How awful for you!
- Sasha: [quietly] I hate it.
- Anna Bronski: Now listen, they're rounding up Jews. Are they rounding up...?
- Sasha: No, no, so far, so good. Now, don't wait up for me. I've got a hot date with another triangle.
- Sasha: Are you all right?
- Anna Bronski: I'm fine.
- Sasha: Then why are you on the floor?
- Anna Bronski: The Floor? I'm on the floor? I'm on the FLOOR. Well get me up.
- Lieutenant Andre Sobinski: I loved that picture of you on the farm. You behind the plow. By the way, where was that?
- Anna Bronski: In the "Chronicle".
- Lieutenant Andre Sobinski: No, I mean where's the farm?
- Anna Bronski: Oh, the farm. The farm. Well, that's out of town somewhere... You know, that's where they keep them.
- Anna Bronski: [about the new poster] Look, I don't mind my name in smaller print. I don't even mind it under the title. But in PARENTHESES?
- Dr. Frederick Bronski: I like it. It sets your name apart.
- Anna Bronski: Well, set yours apart.
- Nazi officer: You are sitting in Col. Erhardt's chair.
- Anna Bronksi: Oh, how silly of me. Ten minutes ago it was my chair.
- Anna Bronski: They say its going to be a really cold winter.
- Capt. Schultz, of Erhardt's Staff: I don't know anyzing about zat!
- Anna Bronski: All these flowers on a Lieutenant's pay, you shouldn't have.
- Lieutenant Andre Sobinski: That's OK. My father is a florist.
- Colonel Earhardt: Would you think it be too forward of me if I were to propose a little champagne supper after the command performance this evening?
- Anna Bronski: Oh, I'd love to. But I'm already having a candlelight dinner with Professor Siletski.
- Colonel Earhardt: Is there any chance we could maybe have a little supper after dinner?
- Anna Bronski: Oh, I'm so sorry. I never sup after I dine.
- [Frederick, disguised as Hitler, bursts in on Erhardt trying to assault Anna]
- Colonel Erhardt: [weakly] Heil Hit... Hit... Hit...
- Anna Bronski: Hitler.
- Colonel Erhardt: Hitler.
- Frederick Bronski: Heil.
- Anna Bronski: I tried to tell him somebody big was coming.
- Colonel Erhardt: Big! But...
- Frederick Bronski: Come schatze, ve're late.
- [Anna exits, but Frederick turns back to Erhardt]
- Frederick Bronski: Vat's your name?
- Colonel Erhardt: Colonel Er... Er... Er...
- [sticking her head back in]
- Anna Bronski: Erhardt.
- Colonel Erhardt: Thank you.
- Frederick Bronski: Erhardt? Erhardt? Aren't you the one who makes that joke about my becoming... A PICKLE?
- [He leaves, slamming the door. Erhardt moans]
- Anna Bronski: Oh, but that's enough talk about me. Let's talk about you. How'd you like me in the first act?
- Frederick Bronski: You get two bouquets of roses and I get to watch.
- Anna Bronski: Well, I have to get some appreciation.
- Anna Bronski: What do you do for fun?
- Lieutenant Andre Sobinski: I fly a bomber.
- Anna Bronski: That's fun?
- Lieutenant Andre Sobinski: Oh, yes. Yes! There's nothing like it. I climb into the cockpit, I strapped myself in, and from the moment those engines start to rev up, I'm in another world. First, they sputter. They hum. Then they thunder. The plane starts to move forward, taxing down the runway. Slowly, at first. Then, faster and aster, until the world becomes a blur, rushing by at incredible speed. My tail starts to rise! And now, the roar of the engines becomes deafening. The plane begins to vibrate, pushing with all its might to break free of the earth. Then, all of the sudden, I'm off the ground! Thrusting. Upward, upward into the sky. Flying higher and higher until I feel like I can touch the sun! Would you like to see my bomber?
- Sasha: Yes!
- Anna Bronski: Sasha, are you suggesting that I have a cheap rendezvous with Lieutenant what's-his-name while my husband's out there on stage acting his heart out?
- Sasha: Yes.
- Anna Bronski: Well, alright. But remember, you said it.
- Anna Bronski: Andre, oh listen, let's think this out. Now, if we tell him now, all we'll do is hurt him. Oh, look, I know what you're feeling and I know what *I'm* feeling and if those feelings *grow* and if they get *deeper* and deeper and if we find ourselves hopelessly in love with each other - then we'll hurt him.