Faithless (1932)

Tallulah Bankhead: Carol Morgan

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• [first lines] 

  Mr. Ledyard : [on the telephone]  But Carol, this bank is your guardian. We're living in 1932, but you persist in spending money as if it were still '29, before the crash. You've forced me to eliminate your charities - even your father's most beloved project - the Morgan Home for Girls.

  Carol Morgan : [lounging on her silk sheets]  Fine. I don't believe in delinquent girls - silly weaklings.

  Mr. Ledyard : But our records show that twenty-nine percent of them went on the street because they didn't have a bed to sleep in.

  Carol Morgan : Oh, nonsense. They've just no character. Neglect your character and you lose your self-respect. Go out into the streets and you end up in the gutter - where I might add, you jolly well deserve to end up.

• [last lines] 

  Carol Morgan : Sausages! Sausages! Sausages!

• Mr. Peter M. Blainey : [patting her shoulder]  Girl, I admire you. You've got guts!

  Carol Morgan : Mr. Blainey! A gentleman would say "intestines".

• Carol Morgan : Sleepy, Bill?

  William 'Bill' Wade : Practically Rip Van Winkle.

• Carol Morgan : I've nice feet, haven't I? Hmmm?

  William 'Bill' Wade : Can't expect a man to write poetry about feet at five o'clock in the morning.

• Carol Morgan : Bill, I'm 24 years old and I've taken pretty good care of myself. I don't drink, except half a cocktail once in awhile. I don't smoke. I go to church on Sundays. And, I'm awfully kind to dumb animals. And I love you so much. Bill, darling, I know you're awfully busy, but, couldn't you just take 5 minutes off tomorrow and marry me? Oh, Bill, marry me tomorrow and take me to Monte Carlo where we can doze in the sun and swim together in the moonlight and be all alone, just by ourselves. Bill, the Mediterranean's awfully blue. Bill - Bill! Do you think its very nice to go to sleep when a girl's asking you to marry her?

• Harriet : Say, what's this about a wedding?

  Helen : People don't get married anymore.

  Carol Morgan : These people do. Don't they Bill?

  William 'Bill' Wade : Well, I held out as long as I could, but she got me in a weak moment.

  Carol Morgan : Was he hard to get! It took me a year to land him!

  Harriet : Where'd she find you, Wade?

  William 'Bill' Wade : I was born here in New York - in the the untrialed wilds of 179th Street and I've lived here ever since.

  Carol Morgan : You haven't begun to live yet and you're not going to waste your youth on these netwits.

  [as Carol leaves with Bill she slaps Harriet on her behind] 

  Carol Morgan : Come on.

• Carol Morgan : The gossip is true. I am going to be married. And this is it, Bill Wade. It, them, these and those.

• Carol Morgan : The wedding's going to be in about a month and, of course, we're going to ask everybody we know.

  William 'Bill' Wade : How many will that be?

  Carol Morgan : Well, already counting at twelve hundred.

  William 'Bill' Wade : Madison Square Garden holds seventeen thousand.

• Harriet : Better get him on your yacht quickly, Carol, and hide him in darkest Africa. I don't trust myself.

  Carol Morgan : I don't trust any of you. We're sailing for Monte Carlo on the Princess, two hours after the ceremony.

  William 'Bill' Wade : Darling, I'm sorry to tell you I get very ill at sea. And when seasickness comes into the porthole, love flies out the - eh, other porthole.

  Carol Morgan : He sounds unromantic; but, that's just his natural modesty. You ought to see him in a taxi cab.

• Carol Morgan : Bill, what's the matter? You've been saying the oddest things?

  William 'Bill' Wade : Carol, you know I can't go to Monte Carlo on your yacht. I've got a job to hold down.

  Carol Morgan : Oh, the sausage business.

• William 'Bill' Wade : Carol, I can't afford to take three months off and pay for a honeymoon in Europe.

  Carol Morgan : Well, why can't I pay for it?

  William 'Bill' Wade : Because I'm marrying you and not your bank account!

  Carol Morgan : Oh, Bill, you're just being a quixotic fool!

• William 'Bill' Wade : Carol, you might just as well make up your mind to one thing. You're going to live on my income.

  Carol Morgan : Your income? How much is that?

  William 'Bill' Wade : Twenty thousand a year. Now, wait a minute, I'm not apologizing. I'm not asking you to share my poverty. I'm mighty lucky to be making that much money in these times.

  Carol Morgan : But, that's less than 400 dollars a week!

• Carol Morgan : But, you'd have your own job. I'm perfectly willing for you to be staying with the sausages.

  William 'Bill' Wade : Don't say sausages!

  Carol Morgan : Sausages, sausages, sausages!

• William 'Bill' Wade : If you hadn't have been brought up like a character out of "Arabian Nights", you'd see my viewpoint.

  Carol Morgan : The viewpoint of a cave man who moves his wife with a club.

  William 'Bill' Wade : Say, I ought to act like a cave man and beat some common sense into your head.

  Carol Morgan : Yes, that would be just your idea of matrimony. To come home late and beat your wife up because the soup was cold!

• William 'Bill' Wade : Shut up! What's your answer?

  Carol Morgan : Ohhh, sausages!

  William 'Bill' Wade : Miss Morgan, under the circumstances you should feel very glad that this is 1932 and not the prim '80s.

• Carol Morgan : You can't do this to me. Money can't vanish? Oh, you fools! Why didn't you save me? Why didn't you do something?

  Mr. Ledyard : That's rich!

  Mr. Carter : Indecent!

  Carol Morgan : But! But, what am I to do?

  Mr. Ledyard : The world is not itself. Great changes have taken place. You must endure a great change yourself.

  Mr. Carter : Go to work!

  Carol Morgan : I can't work! I don't know how.

• Carol Morgan : You don't look as if you belong in an office. You've got that wide open spaces look.

  Anthony 'Tony' Wade : I've just hailed from Colorado.

  Carol Morgan : Oh, good heavens! What does one do there? Take mud baths?

• William 'Bill' Wade : Don't laugh. I'm going to be a metallurgist.

  Carol Morgan : Laugh? Why, I was never so impressed in my life. What particular kind of metal do you urge?

  William 'Bill' Wade : Radium.

  Carol Morgan : Does it take a lot of urging or does it succumb easily?

  William 'Bill' Wade : It fights you to the bitter end.

  Carol Morgan : Tell me about it?

  William 'Bill' Wade : Well, I'd rather not. You tell me about your urges.

  Carol Morgan : Oh, well up to now I've just managed to urge the body from one place to another.

• Anthony 'Tony' Wade : I'd commit murder for him.

  Carol Morgan : Well, I'm going to commit marriage for him. Some people think that's just as bad.

• Mr. Peter M. Blainey : I know you're up against it. But, you're a swell. A real lady. Why, if it weren't for this Depression, I wouldn't have a chance with a high class dame like you.

  Carol Morgan : It's an ill wind. But, the Depression is over, Mr. Blainey. The Panic is now on.

• Mr. Peter M. Blainey : Now that's what I call class. How's my baby?

  Carol Morgan : I've got a wretched headache. Must I pretend?

  Mr. Peter M. Blainey : Or else!

• Mr. Peter M. Blainey : What do you want to do after dinner, baby?

  Carol Morgan : Let's get drunk.

  Mr. Peter M. Blainey : Okay, by me.

• Mr. Peter M. Blainey : Say, I got good news for you.

  Carol Morgan : You're going away?

• Carol Morgan : You've hurt me!

  Mr. Peter M. Blainey : Nobody could hurt you.