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Lauren Bacall and Humphrey Bogart in Le Port de l'angoisse (1944)

Quotes

Le Port de l'angoisse

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  • Slim: Who was the girl, Steve?
  • Steve: Who was what girl?
  • Slim: The one who left you with such a high opinion of women. She must have been *quite* a gal.
  • Eddie: [Oft repeated line] Was you ever bit by a dead bee?
  • [Slim kisses Steve]
  • Steve: What did you do that for?
  • Slim: I've been wondering if I'd like it.
  • Steve: What's the decision?
  • Slim: I don't know yet.
  • [They kiss again]
  • Slim: It's even better when you help.
  • Slim: You know you don't have to act with me, Steve. You don't have to say anything, and you don't have to do anything. Not a thing. Oh, maybe just whistle. You know how to whistle, don't you, Steve? You just put your lips together and... blow.
  • Slim: I'm hard to get, Steve. All you have to do is ask me.
  • Steve: You know what you're getting into. It's gonna be rough.
  • Steve: I got to get nursie out of here or she never will come to.
  • [picks up Mme de Bursac who passed out from chloroform, Slim follows]
  • Slim: What are you trying to do, guess her weight?
  • Steve: She's heftier than you think.
  • [lays her down on a bed]
  • Steve: Better loosen her clothes.
  • Slim: You've been doing all right.
  • [Steve starts to loosen]
  • Slim: Eh, maybe you'd better look after her husband.
  • Steve: He's not going to run out on me.
  • Slim: Neither is she.
  • Slim: You know Steve, you're not very hard to figure, only at times. Sometimes I know exactly what you're going to say. Most of the time. The other times... the other times, you're just a stinker.
  • [last lines]
  • Slim: Cricket. I came to say good-bye.
  • Cricket: What?
  • Slim: We're leaving now. Thanks for everything.
  • Cricket: Hey Slim, are you still happy?
  • Slim: What do you think?
  • Johnson: [Referring to Eddie] I don't see why you keep that man around!
  • Steve: Eddie was a good man before he became a rummy.
  • Slim: Give her my love.
  • Steve: I'd give her my own if she had that on!
  • Eddie: Drinking don't bother my memory. If it did I wouldn't drink. I couldn't. You see, I'd forget how good it was, then where'd I be? Start drinkin' water, again.
  • Capt. M. Renard: By the way, what are your sympathies?
  • Steve: Minding my own business.
  • Steve: Anybody got a match?
  • Slim: Change your mind?
  • Steve: No money, those guys cleaned me out.
  • Slim: I forgot too - maybe I can do something, its been a long day and I'm thirsty.
  • [surveys club patrons]
  • Steve: Picked him out yet?
  • Slim: You don't mind do you?
  • Steve: You're thirsty, go ahead. If I get tired of waiting, I'll be back at that hotel.
  • Slim: All right
  • [starts moving through tables]
  • Eddie: You know, you got to be careful of dead bees if you're goin' around barefooted, 'cause if you step on them they can sting you just as bad as if they was alive, especially if they was kind of mad when they got killed. I bet I been bit a hundred times that way.
  • Slim: You have? Why don't you bite them back?
  • Eddie: That's what Harry always says. But I ain't got no stinger.
  • Steve: Would you go back if you could?
  • Slim: I'd walk... . if it wasn't for all that water.
  • Steve: What made you so mad?
  • Slim: I've been mad ever since I met you.
  • Steve: Most people are.
  • Slim: Well, it was nice while it lasted.
  • Eddie: I've been figuring, them guys don't think that I'm wise, but they was trying to get me drunk.
  • [laughs]
  • Eddie: They don't know me, do they, Harry?
  • [Hiccups]
  • Steve: You're both going to take a beating 'til one of you uses that phone. That means one of you will take a beating for nothing.
  • Steve: You've been wanting to do something for me, haven't you? Walk around me. Go ahead, walk around me, clear around.
  • [Slim walks around Steve]
  • Steve: Did you find anything?
  • Slim: No. No, Steve. There are no strings tied to you. Not yet.
  • Eddie: [Steering the boat] What's the matter? Why are you lookin' at me like that fer? What are you laughin' at?
  • Steve: Just a joke that neither one of us knows the answer to.
  • Eddie: What joke?
  • Steve: Whether you're gonna hold together or not.
  • Eddie: [His feelings hurt] Don't say that, Harry! I'm a good man! You know I am!
  • Steve: Yeah, I know you are, but you're goin' all over the ocean. Stay on your course.
  • Eddie: Why do you always... Hey, could I have just one? I don't want to get the shakes.
  • Steve: Make it short! I want you rum brave, not useless.
  • Eddie: [Anxious to get below decks to have his drink] Thanks, Harry!
  • Johnson: What sort of a day will it be?
  • Steve: I don't know. Just about like yesterday. Only better.
  • Mme. Hellene de Bursac: I'm just having a hard time trying to say something.
  • Steve: Go ahead, say it. I'm not gonna bite you.
  • [first lines]
  • Title Card: Martinique, in the summer of 1940, shortly after the fall of France.
  • Title Card: Forte de France
  • Steve: Morning.
  • Officer at port: Good Morning, Captain Morgan. What can I do for you today?
  • Steve: Same thing as yesterday.
  • Officer at port: You and your client wish to make a temporary exit from the port?
  • Steve: *That* is right.
  • Officer at port: Name?
  • Steve: Ha - Harry Morgan.
  • Officer at port: Nationality?
  • Steve: Eskimo.
  • Officer at port: What?
  • Steve: American.
  • Steve: [to the Bursacs] Get down on the deck flat and stay there!
  • Paul de Bursac: [Apprehensively] But I don't know what good it'll be to try to resist. We will be killed!
  • Steve: [Angrily] Shut up, both of you! Get down on that deck flat! You save France - I want to save my boat!
  • Cricket: [singing] It's the story of a very unfortunate colored man, Who got arrested down in old Hong Kong, He got twenty years privilege taken away from him, When he kicked old Buddha's gong, And now he's poppin' the piano just to raise the price, Of a ticket to the land of the free...
  • Slim: You're sore, aren't you?
  • Steve: Why should I be?
  • Slim: I didn't behave very well, did I?
  • Steve: You did all right. You got the bottle, didn't you?
  • Slim: You're sore, aren't you?
  • Steve: Now, look, get this straight, I don't care...
  • Slim: I know. I know. You don't give a whoop what I do. But when I do it, you get sore.
  • Slim: All right. All right. I won't do it anymore.
  • Steve: Look, I didn't ask...
  • Slim: I know you didn't. Don't worry. I'm not giving up anything I care about. It's like shooting fish in a barrel, anyway. Men like that. They're all a bunch of - I'm a fine one to talk. The pot calling the kettle.
  • Slim: The story of my life. Where do you want me to begin?
  • Steve: I got a pretty fair idea already.
  • Slim: Who told you?
  • Steve: You did. That slap in the face you took.
  • Slim: What about it?
  • Steve: You hardly blinked an eye. It takes a lot of practice to do that. Yeah, I know a lot about you, Slim.
  • Slim: The next time I get slapped I better do something about it.
  • Slim: What's the name of that tune?
  • Cricket: It hasn't got a name yet. I've just been foolin' around with the lyrics. They're not so hot, either. Would you like to hear them?
  • Slim: Sure.
  • [strikes a match, lights a cigarette, Cricket plays the piano]
  • Slim: Hmm-hmm-hmm. Hmm-hmm.
  • Cricket: [sings] I run to the telephone, Whenever it rings, I can't be alone, It's one of those things, I tell a star, My little whoas, Hang around the bar, Till it's ready to close, So it goes.
  • [speaks]
  • Cricket: And that's about as far as it goes.
  • Slim: I like it.
  • Cricket: Yes, if I could get the right lyric.
  • Slim: I'll leave my address with Frenchy so you can find me.
  • Steve: Well, maybe I'll know how to whistle by then.
  • Steve: You know, I went through a lot of trouble to get you out of here.
  • Slim: That's why I didn't go.
  • Steve: Yeah. You dames. A guy goes out and breaks his neck to - well, I might have expected it.
  • Slim: [kisses Steve] Oh, I like that - except - except for the beard. Why don't you shave and we'll
  • [lightly slaps Steve's cheek]
  • Slim: we'll try it again.
  • Cricket: You all set, Slim?
  • Slim: Sure, but don't make it sad, Cricket. I don't feel that way.
  • Cricket: You don't look that way, either. Let's go. Top note, boys.
  • Slim: [singing] Maybe it happens this way, Maybe we really belong together, But after all, how little we know, Maybe it's just for a day, Love is as changeable as the weather...
  • Steve: I don't know when you'll get back home. It could be a long time.
  • Slim: It could be forever - or are you afraid of that?
  • Eddie: Could I have a little one, just enough to fill a hen's ear?
  • Steve: You didn't bring him here?
  • Gerard aka Frenchy: In the cellar.
  • Steve: Why didn't you put him on the center table in a goldfish bowl and be done with it?
  • Cricket: [singing] Was a time
  • Slim: I was his only one
  • Cricket: But, now I'm
  • Slim: The sad and lonely one
  • Cricket: So lonely, Was I gay?
  • Slim: Was I gay?
  • Cricket: Till today
  • Slim: Till today
  • Cricket: Now she's gone away, we're through, Baby
  • Cricket, Slim: Am I blue? -- Am I blue?
  • Steve: Come on.
  • Slim: What are you talking about? Say, mister, what's got into you?
  • [Steve escorts her to a room, closes and locks the door]
  • Slim: What do you think you're gonna do?
  • Steve: I'm gonna get that wallet, Slim.
  • Slim: I'd rather you wouldn't call me Slim. I'm a little too skinny to take it kindly.
  • Steve: Quit the baby talk. Which is it?
  • Slim: You know, Steve, I wouldn't put it past you.
  • [pulls out Johnson's wallet from underneath her top]
  • Slim: I didn't know you were a hotel detective.
  • Steve: If I hadn't stopped you, you'd have gotten away with the whole works. After all, I am entitled to something. Don't you think so, Slim? What do you think's fair?
  • Slim: I'll leave that to you.
  • Slim: Hey!
  • Steve: Stay where you are.
  • Slim: I think I'm sitting on somebody's cigarette.
  • Slim: It doesn't work. I brought that bottle up here to make you feel cheap. That didn't work either. Instead, I'm the one who feels cheap. I've never felt that way before.
  • Slim: One look and you made up your mind just what you wanted to think about me. You were - oh, what's the use?
  • Steve: Go ahead. Keep on going.
  • Slim: You don't know me, Steve.
  • Steve: Don't get tough with Slim. She's apt to slap you back.
  • Slim: Look out for those strings, Steve. You're liable to trip and break your neck.
  • Slim: I'm going to work. Do you like it?
  • Steve: You won't have to sing much in that outfit.
  • Slim: You know, sometimes you make me so...
  • Steve: That's why I do it.
  • Steve: [to a grateful Marcel Dalio] No kissin', Frenchy!
  • Steve: I got to get some gas.
  • Johnson: All right.
  • Steve: I'll need money for that.
  • Johnson: How much?
  • Steve: Oh, 28 cents a gallon at 40 gallons. That'll be $11.20.
  • Beauclere - Gaullist: Mr. Morgan, I thought all Americans were friendly to our side.
  • Steve: Well, that's right, they are. But, you see, there's a rumor going around that they put fellas on Devil's Island for doing what you're doing. I'm not that friendly to anybody.
  • Beauclere - Gaullist: One thing, Mr. Morgan. Last night you very definitely refused to have anything to do with us. Why have you changed your mind?
  • Steve: I need the money now. Last night I didn't.
  • Beauclere - Gaullist: If you knew what this means to us.
  • Steve: I don't want to know.
  • Beauclere - Gaullist: I'm glad you're on our side.
  • Steve: I'm not. I'm getting paid.

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