The Heavenly Body (1944)
Hedy Lamarr: Vicky Whitley
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Quotes
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Vicky Whitley : There's still time for you to show me that I'm really your wife - and not just a pretty woman you like when you're not working.
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William S. Whitley : Don't kiss me. It's Tuesday.
Vicky Whitley : There you go. You never take me seriously.
William S. Whitley : How can I when my planetary emphasis is in my eleventh bungalow?
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Vicky Whitley : How did you live? How did you eat?
William S. Whitley : I shot my food.
Vicky Whitley : Quail?
[the sound of a tally-ho bugle is heard on the soundtrack]
William S. Whitley : Soup!
William S. Whitley : [indicating a pile of tin cans] Noodle soup!
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Vicky Whitley : Suppose it gets around that Professor Whitley's wife goes to an astrologist?
Nancy Potter : Well?
Vicky Whitley : Well, it would be like Dr. Einstein's wife getting caught in playing the numbers game.
Nancy Potter : I don't know the Einsteins.
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Vicky Whitley : His life is empty; no home, no companion; sleeping in hotel lobbies; always walking alone.
William S. Whitley : I'll buy him a dog.
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Vicky Whitley : [angrily] You should be ashamed of yourself. You deserve a good beating!
Vicky Whitley : [lovingly] And, darling, so do I - for not knowing I meant so much to you.
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William S. Whitley : Hey, you're trembling.
Vicky Whitley : Would you rather I froze?
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William S. Whitley : This is lunacy!
Vicky Whitley : No, it's destiny.
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Vicky Whitley : Bill, what a surprise.
William S. Whitley : I flew down! Darling, your words gave me - wings.
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Vicky Whitley : Bill, don't you realize?
William S. Whitley : What?
Vicky Whitley : It's happened.
William S. Whitley : What happened?
Vicky Whitley : He came.
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Vicky Whitley : You coward. Hiding in the closet and quite right too. You great big fake. You cheat. You forger! Open up at once. I know everything. So many lies just to tell me that you love me.
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Vicky Whitley : Good, go ahead, shoot me. I wouldn't blame you.
William S. Whitley : Well... I'm sorry, but I'm not shooting anybody except by appointment.
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Lloyd X. Hunter : [singing] I'm dying...
Vicky Whitley : Yo-de-la-he-hoo...
Lloyd X. Hunter : I'm sighing...
Vicky Whitley : Yo-de-la-he-hoo...
Lloyd X. Hunter , Vicky Whitley : To love and be loved in return.