The Sound Barrier (1952)

Ann Todd: Susan Garthwaite

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• Susan Garthwaite : [regarding an image of the surface of the moon, displayed via JR's telescope]  What's that?

  John Ridgefield : It's the moon.

  Susan Garthwaite : I never knew it could look so unfriendly.

  John Ridgefield : It's an unfriendly universe.

  Susan Garthwaite : Do you believe that?

  John Ridgefield : Unfriendly only because it's unconscious of our existence.

• Tony Garthwaite : Sue, what do you think of me?

  Susan : As a driver?

  Tony Garthwaite : No, as a man.

  Susan : Oh, well I, I told you, I think I prefer you with hair parted on the other side.

• Tony Garthwaite : You really have looked at this from every angle?

  Susan : I haven't left an angle out and I promise you.

  Tony Garthwaite : I mean, you know the sort of chap I am.

  Susan : I know the sort of chap you are.

  Tony Garthwaite : Not on your level at all.

  Susan : Miles above.

  Tony Garthwaite : Oh, gosh!

  Susan : Please, Tony, stop saying, "Oh, gosh." Can't you think of anything else to say?

  Tony Garthwaite : I love you so very much.

• Will Sparks : I am coming to the Do tonight.

  Susan : Oh, dear, is there a Do tonight?

• Chris : Did you get my present?

  Susan : Oh, darling, thank you so much. It was a lovely present. We adored it, didn't we?

  Tony Garthwaite : Oh, yes, rather. We adored it.

• Susan : Since when, may I ask, have you been taken to swiggling whiskey?

• Susan : Chris, give me a quarter of an hour for my bath and then come up and talk to me, will you?

• John Ridgefield : I sent her to Oxford to get an education, all she comes back with is a passion for donkey-tail dogs and modernistic music. Where she gets that taste from, I don't know. Certainly not from me or her mother.

  Susan : Mother liked modern music, very much.

  John Ridgefield : First I've heard of it. If she did, she didn't let on to me.

• Tony Garthwaite : Well, what the heck is it, sir?

  John Ridgefield : The aircraft engine of the future.

  Tony Garthwaite : Well, where's the propellor?

  John Ridgefield : There is no propellor.

  Susan : Well, how does it keep the aircraft in the air then?

  John Ridgefield : By propulsion.

  Tony Garthwaite : Propulsion?

  John Ridgefield : Yes, jet propulsion!

• John Ridgefield : No doubt about it. They're just on the fringe of the problem.

  Susan : Father, what problem?

  John Ridgefield : Supersonics.

  Susan : The sound barrier?

  John Ridgefield : Yes. That's a newspaper phrase.

  Tony Garthwaite : Like most of them, pretty misleading.

  Susan : You mean it isn't a barrier?

  John Ridgefield : Oh, it's a barrier, all right.

• Susan : What makes the barrier? Is it sound?

  Tony Garthwaite : It's a combination...

  John Ridgefield : It's air! You see, Sue, there's a limit to the speed that air itself can move. Now, this rule is traveling at 30 mph, let's say, you can hear the air whistle as it moves out of it's way. But, if it were traveling at 750 mph, the speed of sound, mach 1, the air could no longer move out of its way; because, it just can't move that fast. It would pile up in front of the rule or the aircraft, making, if you like, a barrier! Now, we don't exactly know what happens to an aircraft that gets into these conditions. Tony knows it buffets as he gets near to them. Some say the craft would go right out of control. Others say that it'll break up, all together. Now, I don't believe that, Sue. I believe that with the right aircraft and the right man, we can force our way through this barrier. And once through, there is a world! A whole new world! With speeds of 15 hundred to 2 thousand miles an hour within the grasp of man. And Tony, here, may be the first man to see that new world.

• Susan : Is the ability to travel at 2,000 miles an hour going to be a blessing to the human race?

  John Ridgefield : Well, I'd say that's up to the human race.

  Susan : As a member of it, I can't feel unduly optimistic. In fact, if that's all that lies beyond the barrier, what purpose is it in risking lives to pierce it?

  John Ridgefield : Well, I could talk about national security, beating the potential enemy bomber, flying to New York in two hours; but, that's not the real point. The real point is: it's just got to be done! What purpose did Scott have in going to the South Pole?

  Susan : I wish I knew. I really wish I knew.

• Susan : [flying over Greece]  The Earth is beginning to look awfully small and insignificant. I don't know that I like it.

  Tony Garthwaite : You're being old fashioned, darling. Why look at the floor on earth? Look up there! There's our future. Space. You can't make that insignificant. Down there has had it.

• Tony Garthwaite : Pity.

  Susan : What?

  Tony Garthwaite : That I didn't meet you 10 years ago?

  Susan : Why?

  Tony Garthwaite : I'd had 10 years longer being married to you.

• Susan : [sarcastically]  One day in the distant future, Ridgefield will build an airline that will go to New York in three hours.

  John Ridgefield : Two.

  Susan : So, the few people that can afford the fare will spend the occasional weekend in New York and the Ridgefield shares will go up and up.

  John Ridgefield : My dear Susan, what kind of a man do you think I am?

  Susan : I don't know. I *really* don't know.

• Susan : There are evil visions, as well as, good ones.

• John Ridgefield : Can a vision be evil, Sue? Can it? Can it?

  Susan : I shouldn't have said that.

  John Ridgefield : It's such a terrible thing to make a man doubt everything he's ever lived for. If I've killed them both for nothing! But, it can't be true! Can it? Can it?

• Susan : Must it always be a fight?

  John Ridgefield : Well, I think it must. It wasn't for nothing we were given so many weapons to fight with.

  Susan : Such as?

  John Ridgefield : Imagination, for one.

  Susan : Which some people would call vision, don't they?

  John Ridgefield : Yes, some people do.

  Susan : I suppose another weapon is courage.

• [last lines] 

  John Ridgefield : You mustn't keep your car waiting.

  Susan : The car is gone father. We've come home.