Man's Castle (1933)

Spencer Tracy: Bill

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• Bill : Little ol' Who'is.

• Bill : You're a heck of a lookin' woman for a guy like me.

  Trina : Mmhmm. I know this isn't going to be a very good stew.

  Bill : Look at ya. Skinny as a rail. No hips, no thighs, no nothin'.

  Trina : I wonder if I put those potatoes in too soon.

  Bill : A man like me oughta have a woman who's a woman. A woman who's got somethin' a man can grab hold of.

  Trina : Yes sir, that's just what I did. I put those potatoes in too soon.

  Bill : Who wants to grab ahold of a load of bones. That's all you are, bones. You know that, don't you?

  Trina : Yeah, but I'm young kind of.

  Bill : That don't make no difference.

  Trina : Maybe it does. Maybe I'll sort of fill out after.

  Bill : Nah, nah. You'll never look like a woman. You ain't got it in you to look like a one.

  Trina : What difference does it make as long as you're good to me?

  Bill : I ain't good to you! Don't get that idea in your nut. That's what spoils 'em - bein' good to 'em. You gotta step on it if you want to be with me or you get your teeth knocked out.

  [Trina smiles] 

  Bill : I think I'd knock 'em out anyway.

• Bill : No female has to starve in a town like this.

  Trina : Why not?

  Bill : Because she's female.

  Trina : Have you ever been out of work for a whole year?

  Bill : I been outta work all my life. Besides, the unemployment situation's got nothin' to with women. Didja ever think of that?

  Trina : Yeah, I thought of it.

  Bill : Well?

  Trina : [looking down]  I couldn't.

  Bill : Oh, I s'pose the river would be better than that.

  Trina : Yeah, I thought of that, too.

• Bill : Suppose I wake up some morning with a taste like wet hen-feathers in my mouth? You know, women don't look so good in the mornings. I'm just as apt to give you a push in the face, and take a stroll for myself, as not.

  Trina : Maybe that won't be right away. I mean, not tomorrow, quite so soon, huh?

  Bill : Oh, you can't tell. You never know how a day's gonna feel.

• Trina : That's the best food ever I ate. I feel better now.

  Bill : Yeah, you look better too. If you filled out, here and there, you'd get by in a crowd at that. You know, a woman should stick out here and there.

  Trina : You can't help the way you're made.

• Bill : Here we are, Who'is. Bagville on the Hudson, the fastest growing community in the East. You'll find more unemployment here than in any other place in the world. The city gave it to the boys and girls to loaf in until the NRA get's going. One of these days when I'm in the mood, I'm gonna start a Chamber of Commerce to tell the world about it. How do you like it?

  Trina : Oh, it's swell.

• Bill : What's it all about, Flossie?

  Flossie : He owes me some dough and he ain't gonna pay it.

  Bragg : A coupla measly smacks!

• Bill : You know, it's funny, when people got nothing they act like human beings.

• Trina : What do you do for a living?

  Bill : I live.

• Trina : I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

  Bill : Nuts.

• Trina : Oh, look at them ships down there with the sails on them. Oh, they look so peaceful and contented like.

  Bill : Come on, they've been laying there for years, rotting away with barnacles. That's what happens to you when you're anchored.

  Trina : Still in all, it's so restful.

  Bill : Restful? So is a graveyard.

• Bill : What's the good word, Ira?

  Ira : "And seeing the multitudes he went up into the mountains. And his disciples came unto him, and he taught them, saying, 'Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven.'" That's the good word.

  Bill : That looks like that Bible I swiped out of a hotel last week.

  Ira : The good word is free.

• Trina : [nighttime]  What are you doing?

  Bill : Taking off my clothes.

  Trina : What are you doing *that* for?

  Bill : [runs out nude and dives into a pond]  Warm as milk. Come on in.

  Trina : I would if I had a bathing suit.

  Bill : What do you want me to do? Come up there and throw you in? Clothes and all?

  Trina : No!

  [races off camera, pause, hear a splash, on camera swimming nude to Bill] 

  Bill : I'll race ya.

  Trina : Where to?

  Bill : To the moon.

• Bill : What are you doing here?

  Trina : I - I was just admiring that stove. That one. It's beautiful ain't it? And cheap too, only 5 dollars. That's 5 dollars down and only 2 dollars a month for only 12 months. No interest.

  Bill : No interest is right as far as I'm concerned.

• Bill : What's this here?

  Trina : Oh, Ira gave me that. He wants me to read it sometime when I've got nothing else to do.

  Bill : There's one thing in here you don't want to miss.

  Trina : I do wish I had some kind of a stove.

  Bill : The Song of Songs which is Solomon's. Get this. "Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels"

  Trina : It's hard to cook with this kind of a fire?

  Bill : "Behold, thou art fair, my love; Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet"

  Trina : I cannot get an even heat.

  Bill : "How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!"

• Bill : You dames get some phony ideas all right, don't you.

• Fay La Rue : What are you doing this afternoon?

  Bill : Anything that appeals to me.

  Fay La Rue : I'm in Suite 1242 at The Towers.

  Bill : Huh?

  Fay La Rue : The number's on the door.

• Bill : Hey, stupid.

  Trina : Oh. Oh. Oh, Bill. Oh, Bill.

• Bill : What are you tryin' to make a pen-knife out of a battle-ax for?

• Ira : The more of that dandelion wine Flossie drinks, the less gin she'll drink.

  Bill : You got weird ideas on reform, ain't you.

• Fay La Rue : You don't have to be afraid of me. I've got nothing up my sleeve. Honest.

  Bill : Nothing I haven't seen.

• Fay La Rue : I bet you know all about women.

  Bill : I know one thing about them. All of them.

  Fay La Rue : What?

  Bill : They're all female.

  Fay La Rue : [chuckles]  Is that a compliment or a pan?

  Bill : It's a fact!

• Fay La Rue : You're all right. I like you better all the time. You grow on me.

  Bill : Aren't you afraid I'll give you growin' pains?

• Fay La Rue : How old are you, honey?

  Bill : Old enough to know better.

• Bill : Boy, there's a place. Italy. All they do over there is ride in boats and play guitars. I met a little Italian tomato once. Boy, was she able. Ever since then, I've had a yen to go to Italy. You know, a guy can do himself a lot of good over there.

• Bill : Hi, Floss, how's tricks?

  Flossie : Pickin' up.

• Bill : How much I like a woman ain't nothin' to bet money on. I'm liable to get all steamed up about you today and washed up tomorrow.

• Bill : Did that hurt?

  Trina : Not when you don't mean it.

  Bill : What would you do if I really slugged you hard?

  Trina : Bill, you like being with me, don't you?

  Bill : I ain't so nuts about you. You're pretty skinny. Come on, let me go.

  Trina : Bill, ain't tired of me yet, are you?

  Bill : Let me go, I tell you, before I sock you.

• Bill : You ain't so bad. You know, a little more meat on you and you'd be lots of woman.

• Bill : I told you my trademark, didn't I? Subject to change without notice.

• Fay La Rue : You certainly showed up those three little Fauntleroys who were meant to keep the process servers away from me.

  Bill : Midgets.

  Fay La Rue : Ha-ha. Well, I gave them the air. I'm in the market for a new bodyguard now.