Gold Diggers of 1935 (1935)

Hugh Herbert: T. Mosley Thorpe

Quotes 

• T. Mosley Thorpe : Snuff is nothing to be sneezed at.

• T. Mosley Thorpe : My mood for writing is completely gone. My brain is more fogged than ever.

  Ann Prentiss : You said it.

• Bellman : Where will I put it?

  T. Mosley Thorpe : Well, you can put it - I would suggest putting it in your nose.

• Betty Hawes : I beg your pardon, did you send for a stenographer?

  T. Mosley Thorpe : Yes, and a Swiss cheese on rye. Have you got it with you?

  Betty Hawes : No.

  T. Mosley Thorpe : That's strange. Sit down.

• T. Mosley Thorpe : I want a stenographer. I'm writing a monograph on snuff boxes. Very important dictation.

• T. Mosley Thorpe : Put her to bed with a hot water bottle.

  Ann Prentiss : That'll be more fun than I've had in ages.

• T. Mosley Thorpe : Every moment is precious. Will you have a pinch of snuff?

  Betty Hawes : No, but I'd just as soon join you in a chew of tobacco.

• Betty Hawes : How about time out for a little snifter?

  T. Mosley Thorpe : I never indulge in alcohol. No.

  Betty Hawes : A nice cold bottle of champagne isn't really alcohol.

• Betty Hawes : Let's write a *beautiful* love song.

  T. Mosley Thorpe : A love song! How do you get such good ideas?

  Betty Hawes : I'm inspired by being with you.

  T. Mosley Thorpe : Oh, tut-tut.

  Betty Hawes : Call the girl Betty after me, huh?

  T. Mosley Thorpe : Betty. Betty. Yes, that's very good. Betty, Betty. My darling, Betty. Yes. Now what rhymes with Betty?

  Betty Hawes : Spaghetti.

  T. Mosley Thorpe : Spaghetti! Spaghetti. No, that's not the proper mood for a love song.

  Betty Hawes : Well, it might do for an Italian love song.

• Mrs. Prentiss : Mosley, I must speak to you. I want you to keep the total receipts, $7,500. I know I can trust you, Mosley.

  T. Mosley Thorpe : I'm really touched by this confidence.

  Mrs. Prentiss : I'm glad you're touched.

• T. Mosley Thorpe : Shysters! They haven't got a leg to stand on.

  Betty Hawes : Darling, you've given them as many legs as a centipede.

• Mrs. Prentiss : Simply sweep her off her feet!

  T. Mosley Thorpe : Well, don't you think that's a trifle undignified?

  Mrs. Prentiss : Stop quibbling, Mosley.

• Mrs. Prentiss : You contemptible coward. Engaged to my daughter and lollygagging around with a public stenographer.

  T. Mosley Thorpe : Can I be blamed because I can't typewrite - and must dictate?

  Mrs. Prentiss : Oh! So you were dictating, were you?

  T. Mosley Thorpe : Yes, I was dictating.

• Mrs. Prentiss : I know everything that's going on around here.

  T. Mosley Thorpe : I hope you're not provoked at me.

  Mrs. Prentiss : No, you've been merely weak and vacillating.

• Mrs. Prentiss : I have a real man in the family. I shall have Humbolt give you a good thrashing.

  T. Mosley Thorpe : Don't forget I used to be pretty good with the gloves myself. See?

  Mrs. Prentiss : I shall forbid Humbolt to use gloves when he thrashes you.