Spitfire (1942)

Rosamund John: Diana Mitchell

Quotes 

• Geoffrey Crisp : [Approaching Mitch]  Well, how are you? Oh, I see you need a proper holiday.

  Reginald J. Mitchell : Do I?

  Geoffrey Crisp : [Thinking about it]  Yeah, I do. Hadn't thought of that'

  Reginald J. Mitchell : [Yelling to his wife inside the cottage]  Diama!

  Geoffrey Crisp : Look, I'm going away next week. Both of you come with me.

  Reginald J. Mitchell : No. Why didn't you tell me that before?

  Reginald J. Mitchell : [Calling his wife inside the cottage again]  Diana! And look who's here.

  Diana Mitchell : Hello, Geoff.

  Geoffrey Crisp : Hello, Diana.

  Reginald J. Mitchell : Here, we're going to have a holiday.

  Reginald J. Mitchell : [to Geoff]  Where?

  Geoffrey Crisp : Where? Spain... Paris. There's lot to be said for Pa...

  Geoffrey Crisp : [Getting a fresh thought]  ... Germany!

  Reginald J. Mitchell : Why Germany?

  Geoffrey Crisp : No women.

  Reginald J. Mitchell : What do you mean? There are 35 million womwn in Germany.

  Geoffrey Crisp : Not my type.

  Diana Mitchell : [Injecting herself into the conversation]  Where are we going?

  Reginald J. Mitchell : Well, believe it or not, we're going to Germany.

• Reginald J. Mitchell : [after disclosing his illness]  I'm going on with my work because, as you said, it is important. At least we believe it's important, and we must live what we believe, musn't we?

  Diana Mitchell : [Realizing the extent of his illness]  Live?

  Reginald J. Mitchell : Darling, we've all got to pack up some time or other. It isn't when we pack up that matters; it's what we do while we're here.

• Reginald J. Mitchell : The birds fly a lot better than we do.

  Diana Mitchell : You don't say.

  Reginald J. Mitchell : I do! But then they've been at it some millions of years. We've got to learn from them if we ever want to fly properly. And faster. Always faster. And the world gets smaller and places closer and people half way across the earth are not strangers, but neighbors.

  Diana Mitchell : Not strangers, but neighbors. I like that!

• Reginald J. Mitchell : How about having a drink with the boys?

  Diana Mitchell : Yes, lets.

• Diana Mitchell : Do you eat Irish stew?

  Geoffrey Crisp : I eat anything!

  Diana Mitchell : Just as well.

• Diana Mitchell : Remember? Watching those birds.

  Reginald J. Mitchell : Mmm. But, it isn't exactly a bird I'm creating, is it? At least, a curious sort of bird. A bird that breathes fire and spits out death and destruction. A spitfire bird.

• Diana Mitchell : You go to sleep.

  Reginald J. Mitchell : I am asleep.