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Polly Bergen and Fred MacMurray in Un mari à tout faire (1964)

Quotes

Un mari à tout faire

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  • Thaddeus McCloud: I'm looking forward to some jolly times when I get to know your buzzers better.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: I'm going nuts!
  • Doris Reid Weaver: Thad, why in heaven's name did you let Leslie run for the Presidency?
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Because I never thought she'd make it!
  • Thaddeus McCloud: What is he crazy? The only thing I know about foreign relations is my uncle who lives up in Canada.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: This must be the first lady's bedroom.
  • Leslie McCloud: It must be.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Leslie, you don't mean you're actually going to try to shove me in here?
  • Leslie McCloud: Oh, you have your very own private dressing room.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Well, if you think I gave up my golf club membership and prospering business so I could sleep in something like this!
  • Leslie McCloud: And to the right, the President's Bedroom. It isn't very feminine.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Maybe you - maybe you should appeal to Congress for some... curtains. Make it your first official act and the women of America would be proud that they picked a President who knows first things come first.
  • Gloria McCloud: Everywhere I go, there they'll be, standing by to protect me. From guys! And even the girls won't want me around; because, the cops will scare the guys away from them. Oh, father, as long as I'm going to be miserable, please put me in a private school for girls where at least I won't see what I'm missing.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: A man needs an office; especially, if he has nothing to do.
  • Gloria McCloud: I'd rather starve.
  • Peter McCloud: I'd rather starve, too; but, I can't stand being hungry.
  • Doris Reid Weaver: Darling, I did have you first. I'd steal you away from Leslie in a minute; but, I suppose you're government property now. And, I wouldn't want those hard little men in trench coats running around after me. Do you suppose Leslie would give me a government pardon?
  • Doris Reid Weaver: Do I detect a wounded male ego?
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Not wounded. Deceased.
  • Blonde's Escort: Did you invite him here?
  • Blonde: No.
  • Raphael Valdez Jr.: She walks like an invitation.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: You are my President and I must treat you as such.
  • [kiss]
  • Leslie McCloud: I didn't know that was standard treatment for Presidents.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Oh, yeah. Yeah.
  • [takes Leslie over to the bed]
  • Leslie McCloud: Darling, if you'll wait just one minute I can get into something comfortable for you.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Times a-wastin' and I don't trust those two telephones.
  • [kiss]
  • Raphael Valdez Jr.: You're Gestapo drives very carelessly.
  • Leslie McCloud: What are you reading?
  • Thaddeus McCloud: It's a - you wouldn't be interested. It's Theodore White's "The Making of a President."
  • Raphael Valdez Jr.: [at a strip club] I like her very much! Your country, most of the women are very bold. What is her name?
  • Thaddeus McCloud: The sign says her name is Nana Peel.
  • Raphael Valdez Jr.: Nana Peel? That's a ridiculous name. But it's, very suggestive. No doubt, very good for business.
  • Doris Reid Weaver: Here, smell my earlobe.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: That smells good. A little like me, but, a lot better.
  • Doris Reid Weaver: It's the same perfume, except that when it blends with my personal body chemistry it - it's a different fragrance, than when it blends with yours.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Oh. I guess maybe my personal body chemistry is martini.
  • Leslie McCloud: [Thad spanks Leslie's behind] Don't get fresh! I'll have you drafted.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: You can't have me drafted, I'm too old. But, I'm not too old to get fresh!
  • Leslie McCloud: Maybe we should do away with those dull, formal receptions and have intimate affairs.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Yeah, that's what I like. Intimate affairs.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: "Leslie" can be either a man's name or a woman's name.
  • Raphael Valdez Jr.: Yes, but it can be very confusing.
  • Raphael Valdez Jr.: Miss President, I did not come here to have my country insulted.
  • Leslie McCloud: Aren't you perhaps confusing yourself with your country?
  • Peter McCloud: Dad, how come we have to have ushers in our new house - like at the movies?
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Because your mother went out and got herself elected President. That's how come. And we're lucky we have ushers; because, there'll be thousands of people traipsing in and out of here all day long and we wouldn't want to get caught in the shower, would we?
  • Jackson: This is the Oval Room, sometimes called the President's Study. To your right is the President's Bedroom. Beyond that, the First Lady's Bedroom and Dressing Room.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Thank you.
  • Leslie McCloud: Thank you, Mr. Jackson.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: As I recall, those two children of ours were born in wedlock.
  • Leslie McCloud: Oh, darling, I'm tired. I want to go to bed.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Well, come on!
  • Leslie McCloud: Oh, I've got so much reading to do.
  • Joseph: Tell me what the family might like for dinner and where you wish it served.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Joseph, that's a little out of my line. Who usually plans the menu.
  • Joseph: The First Lady, sir.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Oh, so you want me to do it.
  • Joseph: Well, sir, the President is very busy.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Well, I guess I do have a job after all.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: You scared?
  • Leslie McCloud: A little.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Well, don't be sweetheart. You'll do just fine.
  • Leslie McCloud: Oh, Thad, I hope so.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: You will! Believe me. After all, you have a better background than some of the previous tenants. A daughter of an Ambassador, a niece of a Senator, former judge, wife, mother, and a graduate of Radcliffe. What other President could make that statement?
  • Leslie McCloud: Thad, you have the most wonderful talent for making me feel good.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: What's up?
  • Leslie McCloud: I'm sorry, darling. Classified information.
  • [blows Thad a kiss and leaves]
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Leslie, do you realize that this is the first time we've been alone in three months? I mean, really alone? All those cities, all those speeches. Three months seems like three years.
  • Leslie McCloud: I know, darling.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: You know something, you're the prettiest President we've ever had.
  • [pulls her down onto the bed]
  • Leslie McCloud: Oh, darling, I - I have to meet with the Secretary of Labor first thing in the morning and I - I must read this report.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Oh, come on. The kids are asleep, the voters have gone home, and the press is at rest. Let's not share the magic of this moment with the Department of Labor.
  • [goes in for a kiss as the phone rings]
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Do I get to plan all the meals, even the big dinners?
  • Joseph: Well, sir, I make suggestions; but, you make the decisions.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Goodie!
  • Peter McCloud: You're so dippy.
  • Peter McCloud: How come I gotta go to school and you get to hang around the house all day long doing nothin'?
  • Thaddeus McCloud: That is a fair question. Well, suppose you own an electronics research company which receives quite a few government orders. And all at once 40 million woman ganged up on you and elected your wife President of the United States.
  • Peter McCloud: So?
  • Thaddeus McCloud: So, as a matter of ethics you sell the company. Is that clear?
  • Peter McCloud: No!
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Well, why isn't it?
  • Peter McCloud: I never heard of ethics.
  • Peter McCloud: What's the matter with you? Lose your diet pills?
  • Gloria McCloud: Oh, be quiet!
  • Thaddeus McCloud: I'm practically a stranger in town. Why don't you make some plans for me too. Nothing, bawdy, you understand; but, I'm not against having a little fun.
  • Leslie McCloud: I'm sorry to keep you waiting Sen. Walsh.
  • Sen. Walsh: May I say, it is always an honor to call on the President; but, in deed, a pleasure to find so lovely a creature behind such a noble desk.
  • Doris Reid Weaver: I'd have been here sooner; but, those guards kept stopping me. They did everything but frisk me!
  • Gloria McCloud: Think what this will do to me, father! I mean, here I am, a strange, new girl starting at a strange new school and this Fuzz is hanging around to scare the guys off!
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Fuzz?
  • Doris Reid Weaver: Now, who ever would have thought my roommate at Radcliffe would one day become President!
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Doris, you're just as beautiful as ever. Of course, you ought to be with that string of beauty parlors all over the world.
  • Doris Reid Weaver: Salons, darling.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Oh, I'm sorry.
  • Doris Reid Weaver: You look as virile as ever!
  • Doris Reid Weaver: How sweet of you to remember me after all these years.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Are you kidding? How could I ever forget the torrid love of my madcap youth!
  • Leslie McCloud: Excuse me. I must get back to my office.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: And I must repair to my boudoir to make ready for the feast and the hunting.
  • Leslie McCloud: Goodbye, sweet nut.
  • Leslie McCloud: How well do you think you'd fair in a really free election?
  • Raphael Valdez Jr.: We have elections in my country!
  • Leslie McCloud: When was the last one?
  • Raphael Valdez Jr.: That was - that was the that last one preceded the one we will have immediately in the future.
  • Leslie McCloud: Twenty-five years ago. Exactly twenty-five years ago and the only candidate was your father.
  • Rizzutti - Mechanic: Mr. McCloud, my wife she voted for your wife.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Oh, that's very nice. I'll be sure and tell her.
  • Rizzutti - Mechanic: And now that your wife is the President, my wife is a pain in the neck! I should ship her back to the old country where she will learn again who's the boss, huh?
  • Raphael Valdez Jr.: You are so beautiful. What a pity that we both belong - to the people. Miss President.
  • [wink]
  • Gloria McCloud: Sneaker Morton. You know, he is the only one that wasn't scared off by the SS.
  • Leslie McCloud: SS?
  • Gloria McCloud: Secret Service.
  • Peter McCloud: Pop, what's a strip joint?
  • Thaddeus McCloud: I'm a freak. I'm the first First Lady with a background in electronics and they don't know what to do with me. *I* don't know what to do with me.
  • Doris Reid Weaver: The men's line hasn't been doing too well lately. Doris Reid Products has sort of a - a feminine connotation and men just naturally shy away from it. Now, it'd be a different story with you as Vice President in charge of the men's division.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: Vice President?
  • Doris Reid Weaver: You'd give the products a whole new image. A real he-man, two-fisted, lady-killer image!
  • Doris Reid Weaver: You did a man's job the way a man should do it.
  • Thaddeus McCloud: You know, I already have a slogan: If you want to feel like a man, smell like a man.
  • Gloria McCloud: Boy, is this ever juicy!
  • Doris Reid Weaver: If you want to feel like a man, act like a man. How about sealing the partnership with a kiss?

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