The Women (1939) Poster

(1939)

Joan Crawford: Crystal Allen

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Quotes 

  • Crystal Allen : There's a name for you ladies, but it isn't used in high society... outside of a kennel. So long, ladies!

  • Crystal Allen : I'm having him dine at my place. It's about time he found out I was a home girl.

    Pat : A home girl? Get her! Why don't you borrow the quintuplets for the evening?

    Crystal Allen : Because I'm all the baby he wants, pet.

  • Sylvia Fowler : [Holding up a bottle of Summer Rain perfume]  A friend of ours, Mrs. Stephen Haines, simply dotes on this.

    Crystal Allen : Really!

    Sylvia Fowler : Her husband picked it out for her. Perhaps you sold it to him. Stephen Haines, the engineer?

    Crystal Allen : Oh, I'm afraid I don't remember. You see, we have so many men come in here.

    Sylvia Fowler : Awfully good-looking. Tall, fair, distinguished. I'm sure you wouldn't overlook him.

    Crystal Allen : I'm sorry, but when one's mind is on one's own business...

    Sylvia Fowler : Of course. And, as you say, you have so many men.

  • Mary Haines : May I suggest, if you're dressing to please Stephen, not that one. He doesn't like such obvious effects.

    Crystal Allen : Thanks for the tip. But when anything I wear doesn't please Stephen, I take it off.

  • Crystal Allen : It will be out tomorrow, Mrs. Prowler.

    Sylvia Fowler : [Turns around and gives her the evils]  FOWLER!

    Crystal Allen : [Smiling sarcastically]  Oh I'm so sorry...

    [corrects herself] 

    Crystal Allen : Mrs. Fowler.

  • Sylvia Fowler : Is that anyway to talk to me, after all I've done for you?

    Crystal Allen : Aw, done what?

    Sylvia Fowler : You didn't know a soul when you married Steven. After all, it wasn't easy to put you over.

    Crystal Allen : And who said you put me over?

    Sylvia Fowler : I've gotten you into some of our very best homes.

    Crystal Allen : [in a Ritzy tone]  Yes, for some of their very best insults!

  • Crystal Allen : If you throw a lambchop into a hot oven, what's gonna keep it from gettin' done?

  • Crystal Allen : [answering phone]  Hello? Oh, hello, Stephen.

    [surprised] 

    Crystal Allen : What? Well uh... Don't worry, my sweet, I... Of course, I don't mind your breaking our engagement! Well, that is, I mind, of course, but it's such good discipline for my selfishness about you.

    Pat : Holy mackerel, what a line!

    Crystal Allen : [to Pat]  Shut up, will ya?

    Crystal Allen : [to Stephen]  Well, I, uh... I was going to surprise you tonight, darling, and... and cook dinner myself in my little apartment.

    [laughs] 

    Crystal Allen : Why, of course I can cook!

    Pat : She thinks because Lulu's dark, he wont be able to see her!

    Crystal Allen : [to Pat]  Shhh!

    Crystal Allen : [to Stephen]  Oh, well, you don't know half my accomplishments...

    Pat : I'll say he doesn't!

    Crystal Allen : [to Pat]  Will you get out of here?

    Crystal Allen : [to Stephen]  Oh... Oh, well, that's all right, Stephen; I'll save you a piece of the cake... with a candle on it. Ah, well, I didn't want to tell you before, Stephen, because I was afraid you might do something extravagant! Oh, it is dear of you to want to be with me on my birthday, but... I won't be lonely. No, honestly, I won't. And uh... if this weather lets up, my neuralgia will be better...

    [shaky voiced] 

    Crystal Allen : then maybe I can... Oh no! It's nothing. It's just nerves. I had a rather gloomy letter from home today. My little sister, she's not very well...

    Pat : What's wrong with her? She got a hangover?

    Crystal Allen : [ignoring Pat]  But she'll be all right. Yes, I... I'm holding the thought. Oh, no, Stephen! I couldn't think of your disarranging your evening! I'll have another birthday next year!

    Pat : You'll have another one next week!

    Crystal Allen : [to Pat]  Look, so help me, I'm gonna slug you!

    Crystal Allen : [to Stephen]  Oh, Stephen, if you could drop by for just a few moments and have a glass of sherry to my health. Oh, Stephen... Oh, I do need you so... Yes, dear... Yes, darling, I'll meet you on our corner in five minutes!

    [sends kisses into the phone] 

    Crystal Allen : Goodbye!

    [hangs up] 

    Crystal Allen : [to Pat]  Say, can you beat him? He almost stood me up for his wife!

  • Crystal Allen : Say, listen, I've worked too hard to land this meal ticket to make any false moves now.

  • Crystal Allen : [In tub]  Holy mackerel!

    [Sarcastically] 

    Crystal Allen : What a cheerful evening! Oh, I'm so bored!

    [Throws sponge and almost hits maid] 

    Helen, : [Surprised]  Monsieur says that it doesn't improve madame's nerves to stay so long in ze water.

    Crystal Allen : What'd he mean by that? A crack?

    Helen, : Oh... No he did not say is zat way madame.

    Crystal Allen : [Smirks]  I thought not... I've been Mrs. Stephen Haines for 18 months now without a single squawk.

    [laughs softly] 

    Crystal Allen : That's some sort of a record for Park Avenue!

    [phone rings - says to maid] 

    Crystal Allen : Get out.

    [Loudly and impatiently] 

    Crystal Allen : Get OUT! Go on! Go on!

  • Crystal Allen : You noble wives and mothers bore the brains out of me. And I bet you bore your husbands, too.

    Mary Haines : You are a hard one.

    Crystal Allen : I can be soft on the right occasion.

  • Crystal Allen : Stephen doesn't mooch around my bathroom.

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