No Man of Her Own (1932)

Carole Lombard: Connie Randall

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Quotes 

• Babe Stewart : Do your eyes bother you?

  Connie : No. Why?

  Babe Stewart : They bother me!

• Connie : You wouldn't ruin a ladies reputation, would you?

  Babe Stewart : No! No-no-no. No neighbors, have you? Mmm! Pajamas.

  Connie : Lounging pajamas.

  Babe Stewart : Oh, I'm glad you told me.

• Connie : Oh, I've been busy leading my usual life of sin.

• Connie : [to Babe about the lake party]  It's too lonesome. No subways. No Elevators. None of the rush or noise of the city.

  [Dreamily] 

  Connie : Just pale moon, quiet lake, soft breeze, hardly rustling the pine leaves...

  [Snaps back to reality and looks at Babe] 

  Connie : You'd be bored to death.

• Connie : Well, what's been happening that's exciting? Did the Drug Store get in the banana flavored ice cream yet?

• Connie : Oh, you look grand darling. If we weren't married, I'd flirt with you.

  Babe Stewart : Why don't you try it anyway?

• Connie : You'd be lovely to have around, just to sprinkle the flowers with your personality.

• Connie : Just a New York cowboy aren't you? Passing through and giving a little small town girl her big moment.

• Connie : The girl who lands him will say no and put an anchor on it... But isn't it tough when all you can think of is yes?

• Connie : No, there's nothing wrong, cause there's nothing right.

• Connie : No, George, I'm not sore at you. I wish I were, then there'd be some hope. Sure, I like you, George; but, where do we go from there?

• Connie : Well, would you like Shakespeare?

  Babe Stewart : Oh, Shakespeare's all right. But, you know how it is. Some nights you just don't feel like Shakespeare.

  Connie : No.

• Connie : You could be nice. Try it sometime.

  Babe Stewart : I might even be nice if you liked it.

  Connie : You write the words and the music, don't you?

  Babe Stewart : Clever girl.

  Connie : Yes, I thought I told you that.

• Babe Stewart : See you at nine o'clock.

  Connie : Sure of yourself, aren't you?

  Babe Stewart : I wouldn't be if I was sure of you.

  Connie : I have a date. I have a steady date, every night - with my bed.

• Connie : That's the freshest specimen that ever stepped in this library. And he asked me to go out with him! Is he looking?

  Mattie : No.

  Connie : You sure?

  Mattie : Ah-huh. You do want to go out with him, don't you Connie?

  Connie : He is nice, isn't he.

  Mattie : He's reading now.

  Connie : Make sure.

  Mattie : He's reading.

  Connie : He has lovely dimples, doesn't he? Did you notice? And when he smiles at you...

  Mattie : Oh, go ahead Connie.

• Connie : Oh! You scared me. It's time to go. We'll be closing. It's nine o'clock.

  Babe Stewart : What do you do with all the hearts you break? Hmm?

  [long kiss] 

• Connie : [after a long kiss with Babe]  You shouldn't have done that. I must go and you must go. See you in church.

• Mrs. Randall : Connie, if you must go to the lake, for heaven's sake don't ask Mr. Stewart. Those hoodlums, drinking and card playing, he'll get the wrong impression of you!

  Connie : Well, I didn't ask him, mother.

  Mrs. Randall : Oh, no. You didn't ask: Quiet lake. Pale moon. Pine trees. Soft breezes.

• Connie : What on earth are you doing way up here?

  Babe Stewart : Well, you invited me up, didn't you?

  Connie : Yes. But, I didn't think you'd accept.

  Babe Stewart : I never disappoint a lady.

  Connie : Oh, how thoughtful of you.

  Babe Stewart : Well, here I am.

• Babe Stewart : Now, let's talk this whole thing over.

  Connie : Well, why don't you say something?

  Babe Stewart : You're awfully sweet.

  Connie : You think so?

  Babe Stewart : Mm-hum. And that isn't all.

  Connie : What else?

  Babe Stewart : Oh, a lot of things.

• Babe Stewart : It's very proper. We're dancing. Come on, you like this.

  Connie : Well, I hadn't thought about it. Will you give me till tomorrow to answer?

  [Babe squeezes Connie closer] 

  Connie : Please, you don't interest me that way, really. Doesn't that hurt your pride?

  Babe Stewart : No. You're much too pretty.

• Connie : Of course, I forgot. I promised Charlie I'd meet him at the dance.

  Babe Stewart : Certainly. Why don't you go?

  Connie : Because you fascinate me.

• Connie : [Babe kisses Connie]  You still refuse to be nice, don't you?

  Babe Stewart : All right. What does a nice guy do? Sit around and talk?

  Connie : Yes. I know some nice people who talk.

  Babe Stewart : Lovely evening, isn't it.

  Connie : Charming.

  Babe Stewart : You think it will rain tomorrow?

  Connie : Oh, it probably will. It's a holiday.

  Babe Stewart : Well, that takes care of the weather.

• Babe Stewart : Why keep kidding around like this?

  Connie : I'm not kidding. Only, well, you just walk in and pick up a girl and walk out. Is that fair?

  Babe Stewart : No. No, you're right.

• Connie : Why don't you be a sport? Why don't you give a girl a break? Why don't you take a chance?

  Babe Stewart : I don't get you?

  Connie : Have you ever gambled?

  Babe Stewart : Yeah, I'll gamble on anything.

  Connie : Why don't you gamble with me.

• Connie : Oh, darling, why did we take such a fast train?

• Connie : Darling, don't keep me waiting too long. I'm liable to get lonesome.

  Babe Stewart : All right, honey.

• Babe Stewart : Honey, you knocked 'em dead tonight.

  Connie : What a break for little Connie. The only girl with four men. You can't deny I was the most popular woman there.

• Connie : Are you a millionaire or something? Losing three thousand dollars, that way, in one evening. I never knew there was that much money in the world.

• Connie : I'm not trying to talk you into anything. I know you need a lot of rope. Whether you hang yourself or bring the rope back, I don't know. It's up to you.

• Babe Stewart : I changed my mind about your staying here. You're going back to Glendale.

  Connie : But I like it here.

  Babe Stewart : I'm not going to leave you in this hard boiled town. You're going back to Glendale on the next train.

• Babe Stewart : If I wasn't such a toughie, you'd get under my skin.

  Connie : You're not so tough.

  Babe Stewart : No? You don't think so, huh?

• Connie : You don't care for this sort of life any more than I do.

  Babe Stewart : You know more about me that I know about myself, don't you?

  Connie : Maye I do. Maybe I know something about you that you don't know anything about. Maybe I didn't just marry you on the flip of a coin.