Fred Astaire credited as playing...
Fred Atwell aka Fred Burton
- Joan Manion: You know, purely in a sociological way, you interest me. A little.
- Fred Atwell: Well, it's a beginning, isn't it?
- Joan Manion: Don't get me wrong! What interests me is this passion you seem to have for having your picture taken.
- Fred Atwell: Let's talk it over.
- [to bartender]
- Fred Atwell: I'll have the same, please.
- Joan Manion: You know, I'm supposed to be taking pictures of celebrities.
- Fred Atwell: Couldn't I be the fellow who never gets his name mentioned? The one they call 'a friend'? You know: 'Ginger Rogers - and friend.'
- Joan Manion: It's possible but extremely improbable.
- Joan Manion: [Fred and Joan have just finished a dance number] Where did you learn to dance like that?
- Fred Atwell: Arthur Murray.
- Joan Manion: Why don't I get to go to London or China?
- Fred Atwell: Why not?
- Joan Manion: Sure, why not? I have brains, I have, eh, talent.
- Phil Harriman: And beauty. Don't overlook that.
- Joan Manion: Oh, you can't sidetrack the issue with that palaver. Now, why didn't I get sent over there?
- Phil Harriman: 'Cause I like you here. Beside, you're a girl.
- Joan Manion: Margaret Bourke-White went to Russia.
- Phil Harriman: Well, I don't happen to be in love with Margaret Bourke-White.
- Fred Atwell: [singing] You're lonesome, I'm stranded
- Joan Manion: You're truthful, I'm candid, And we're both left-handed
- Fred Atwell: I seem to have a lot in common with you
- Joan Manion: You slay me, I floor you
- Fred Atwell: You vex me, I bore you.
- Joan Manion: But I can't ignore you
- Joan Manion, Fred Atwell: We seem to have a lot in common, We two...
- Fred Atwell: Hey, Joe.
- Joe - Second Bartender: Yeah?
- Fred Atwell: [singing] It's quarter to three, There's no one in the place, Except you and me, So set 'em up, Joe, I've got a little story you ought know, We're drinkin' my friend, To the end, Of a brief episode, Make it one for my baby, And one more for the road. I got the routine, So drop another nickel in the machine, I'm feelin' so bad, I wish you'd make the music dreamy and sad, I could tell you a lot, But that's not in a gentleman's code, Make it one for my baby, And one more for the road. You'd never know it, But buddy, I'm a kind of poet...
- Driver: Yeah. Any fool can see it. There's only one way to win this war... or any other war! And that's with men, and bullets, and bayonets! We gotta give 'em a taste of cold American steel! That's what we're gonna do, whether those politicians in Washington like it or not! We gotta fight!
- Fred Atwell: By the way, how do you stand in the draft?
- Driver: Me? 4F.
- Fred Atwell: You, uh, you haven't a roommate, have you?
- Southern Girl: What? Oh, no. No indeedy.
- Fred Atwell: Fine. We can have something sent up. Champagne, pheasant...
- Southern Girl: Now, don't you worry yourself, Tiger, 'cause everything's been taken care of.
- Southern Girl: I've always wanted to meet a Flyin' Tiger.
- Fred Atwell: Oh, we've been overrated. At heart, we're just like any ordinary wolf, eh, tiger.
- Southern Girl: Isn't it just too thrillin'!
- Fred Atwell: What?
- Southern Girl: Thrillin'!
- Fred Atwell: You certainly are.
- Southern Girl: How much time you got?
- Fred Atwell: Ten days. Is that enough?
- Southern Girl: All depends on what you all want to do, honey.
- Fred Atwell: Honey, you all chart the course.
- Southern Girl: What would you like to do first?
- Fred Atwell: Let me see...
- Southern Girl: I mean, where would you all like to go first?
- Fred Atwell: Well, I all - you just surprise me.
- Southern Girl: You'll be surprised.
- Joan Manion: For a minute, I thought you were going to be on the level. I must be slipping.
- Fred Atwell: Slippery times.
- Phil Harriman: Most women seem to like me.
- Fred Atwell: How do you account for that?
- Phil Harriman: I sometimes think it's because I don't understand women.
- Fred Atwell: Relax, will ya? You're not as tough as all that. You're just a little unhappy because you're not doing what you want to do. Why don't you just go ahead and do it?
- Joan Manion: Don't tempt me.
- Fred Atwell: You have a room for rent?
- Mrs. Fisher: This is a fine time of night to be looking for a room, young man.
- Fred Atwell: Well, I don't need a room until I go to bed. And I don't go to bed until a fine time of night.
- Mrs. Fisher: Try planning your life a day ahead sometime.
- Fred Atwell: No point in it. I may not be here. You may not be here. Who knows?
- Joan Manion: May I ask why?
- Fred Atwell: You're entitled to the question.
- Joan Manion: Well - why?
- Fred Atwell: Why?
- Joan Manion: That's what I'm asking.
- Fred Atwell: Oh, I don't know. Why does a kid go around kicking a tin can? Why do owls stay up so late? How should I know? It's just one of those things.
- Joan Manion: What were you born with?
- Fred Atwell: Nothing much. Freedom, maybe.
- Joan Manion: Freedom?
- Fred Atwell: Yes, like you. Freedom for anything. To be anything you want to be, somebody - or nobody. Me? Right now I want to be nobody.
- Joan Manion: Isn't there anything you ever wanted enough to get out and work and fight for?
- Fred Atwell: Eat your egg.
- Joan Manion: Well, you have to fight to get anything, don't you believe that?
- Fred Atwell: No.
- Joan Manion: What do you believe?
- Fred Atwell: Sometimes you have to fight to keep something. I believe that.
- Joan Manion: What are you doing here?
- Fred Atwell: Well, I thought the darkroom would be a great place to - pitch a little woo.
- Joan Manion: You'll pitch no woo at me!