The Last Flight (1931) Poster

(1931)

Helen Chandler: Nikki

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Richard Barthelmess, Johnny Mack Brown, Walter Byron, Helen Chandler, David Manners, and Elliott Nugent in The Last Flight (1931) Helen Chandler in The Last Flight (1931) Richard Barthelmess, Johnny Mack Brown, Helen Chandler, David Manners, and Elliott Nugent in The Last Flight (1931) Helen Chandler, David Manners, and Elliott Nugent in The Last Flight (1931) Richard Barthelmess, Helen Chandler, and David Manners in The Last Flight (1931) Helen Chandler and David Manners in The Last Flight (1931) Richard Barthelmess and Helen Chandler in The Last Flight (1931) Richard Barthelmess, Helen Chandler, David Manners, and Elliott Nugent in The Last Flight (1931) Helen Chandler and David Manners in The Last Flight (1931) Richard Barthelmess, Johnny Mack Brown, Helen Chandler, David Manners, and Elliott Nugent in The Last Flight (1931) Richard Barthelmess and Helen Chandler in The Last Flight (1931)

Quotes 

  • Shep Lambert : You know Cary, I feel just like we're falling. A long time ago, d'you remember? Spinning, spinning, spinning, only, you brought me down safe. Oh Cary, good old Cary, best flier in the service.

    Nikki : Oh Shepard, Shepard darling.

    Cary Lockwood : Oh, we're going to make a safe landing again Shep.

    Shep Lambert : Not this time, Cary, old Shep's gonna crash. Say, we're spinning fast. Level off. Cary, level off.

    Nikki : Oh Shepard, Shepard darling.

  • Bill Talbot : Say! What's become of the teeth?

    Nikki : Oh, the man came and got his teeth.

    Cary Lockwood : Well, what did he say?

    Nikki : He said thank you for holding his teeth.

  • Jean, Bartender : Bon soir, Monsieur Lambert. Qu'est-ce que voulez-vous?

    Francis : Martini!

    Bill Talbot : Martini!

    Cary Lockwood : Martini!

    Shep Lambert : Martiniiii!

    Nikki : Could I have a champagne cocktail?

  • Nikki : If you do match tricks, I'll recite.

    Cary Lockwood : Recite what?

    Nikki : Poetry.

    Cary Lockwood : Whose poetry?

    Nikki : My poetry.

    Cary Lockwood : You write poetry?

    Nikki : I'll send you a photograph of my poetry.

  • Cary Lockwood : [to Nikki]  What were you doing at the bar at Claridge's anyway?

    Shep Lambert : Yes. Don't you know you're not supposed to be there?

    Francis : There's a sign on the wall says ladies must sit at the back.

    Nikki : Can't read signs.

  • [repeated line] 

    Nikki : I'll take vanilla.

  • Cary Lockwood : Where are you going?

    Nikki : To take a Chinese singing lesson.

  • Nikki : When anyone kisses me too hard, it splits my lip. And you could tell when anyone kissed me too hard on account of my lip would bleed. So now I don't let anyone kiss me - hard.

    Cary Lockwood : Well, we'll let that pass.

  • Nikki : Will somebody please scrub my back?

    Bill Talbot : Will somebody scrub your back? Look out, boys! I got it, I got it, I got it. Mmmm-mmm!

    Nikki : Scrub hard.

    Bill Talbot : Did anyone ever see such a back in their life? Did anyone ever *hear* of such a thing? Just look at that back. Just look at that thing, won't you?

    Nikki : Harder!

    Bill Talbot : My, my. I could go on doing this a *long* time.

  • Bill Talbot : Good night!

    Shep Lambert : Nighty-night, Nikki.

    Frink : Good night, Nikki.

    Nikki : Good night, Cary.

    Cary Lockwood : Good night, Nikki.

  • Shep Lambert : Whatcha having your toes painted for, Nikki?

    Nikki : I don't know. Seemed like a good idea at the time.

  • Nikki : Entrez!

    Bill Talbot : Hi, Nik!

    Shep Lambert : Hello, Nikki!

    Francis : Hello.

    Cary Lockwood : Good morning, Nikki.

    Nikki : Hello, Bill. Hello, Shep. Hello, Cary. Hello, Francis.

    Francis : Morning, Nikki.

    Nikki : I didn't expect to see you all so early.

    Bill Talbot : We camped on your doorsteps last night. And this morning we all moved in.

  • Nikki : Leave a lady a few secrets, can't you?

  • Cary Lockwood : Shep has that tic under his eye, you know. Takes a lot of drinks to keep that quiet.

    Nikki : But isn't there some kind of treatment or something?

    Cary Lockwood : Shep could never stand a long course of treatment. Drinking's the only corrective so far as he's concerned. He's found out the tic doesn't work when he's tight. So he stays tight.

  • Bill Talbot : Why, look at Nikki's legs, would you? That there is practically the loveliest pair of legs I ever saw in all my born days.

    Nikki : Like my legs?

    Shep Lambert : Look at those legs, Cary. My, they nearly match. Did you ever see such a swell set of legs?

    Cary Lockwood : Well, what do you want me to do about it? Burst into tears?

    Shep Lambert : Would it embarrass you, Nikki, if Cary were to burst into tears?

    Nikki : On account of my legs? Oh! I think that would be sweet.

  • Shep Lambert : Here, Nikki, drink this.

    Cary Lockwood : Make you laugh and play.

    Nikki : That's what I want to do, laugh and play.

  • Nikki : Tell me, what *was* there to be happy about on a farm in Minnesota?

    Cary Lockwood : Oh, thorn-apple trees in blossom. The smell of burning leaves in the Fall. The sound of horses' hoofs on the road. Did you ever dig up an Indian mound or uncover a nest of baby field mice? Or explore old trunks in an attic? Listen to the moaning of the telephone wires in the winter wind? See a gypsy caravan?

  • Nikki : You're lost. You're *all* lost. You and Shep and the rest of you.

  • Shep Lambert : Why do you always have to be funny at the wrong time? Didn't I tell you Cary was brittle? How did he respond to that line?

    Nikki : Pulled down the iron curtain.

  • Nikki : I want to do something for you. I want to help you. Let me wash your bracelet, Cary. Why, see? The silver's all tarnished. The silver's all tarnished. I'll take it with me and scrub it when I get home. I'll polish it with my nail-brush.

  • Nikki : Don't look so troubled, Cary. I'm all right. I just want to cry for a minute. On account of you're so nice. You're so clean, Cary. And your teeth are so white. You're so civilized. You don't care about anything any more, nor anybody. Nothing makes any difference to you. Nothing can touch you.

  • Cary Lockwood : How are you going to end? How am I going to end? How is *anyone* going to end? How's your picon citron go?

    Nikki : It goes fine.

  • Bill Talbot : Who's cares?

    Francis : Who cares?

    Shep Lambert : Who cares?

    Nikki : Who cares?

    Frink : Hello, everybody.

    Cary Lockwood : And you too?

    Frink : That's right.

    Cary Lockwood : That's right. Who cares?

  • Nikki : It's been so hot and I'm so tired and I want to go to bed.

    Shep Lambert : Going to bed? Who ever heard of such a thing?

    Francis : Can we help you undress?

    Nikki : No, thank you, William.

    Francis : Take off your shoes?

    Shep Lambert : Undo your hair?

    Bill Talbot : Scrub your back or something?

    Nikki : No, I can manage quite well by myself. Good night, everybody.

    Shep Lambert , Francis , Bill Talbot : Good night.

    Frink : Good night, Nikki.

    [Nikki exits] 

    Cary Lockwood : Can you imagine that ungrateful old trollop? She wouldn't let them help her undress.

  • Nikki : I don't like beer.

    Cary Lockwood : Make you leap like a tuna.

    Nikki : Don't wanna leap like a tuna.

    Cary Lockwood : Make you bark like a fox.

    Nikki : Don't wanna bark like a fox.

    Cary Lockwood : Make you laugh and play.

    Nikki : That's what I wanna do! Laugh and play!

  • Spectator at Bullfight : Bull-fighting is not for Americans.

    Bill Talbot : You think we haven't got the nerve or something?

    Spectator at Bullfight : Why, listen, bull-fighting is just for us, the Latins.

    Bill Talbot : He thinks we're a-scared!

    Nikki : He tackled a horse once.

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