Inserts (1975)

Richard Dreyfuss: Boy Wonder

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Quotes 

• Cathy Cake : You're scared of something, you're trembling like a leaf.

  Boy Wonder : I'm not scared of anything, sweetheart.

  Cathy Cake : If you're not scared of anything, how come you never go out of your house any more, huh?

• Boy Wonder : OK, Miss Cake, let us see exactly how far down into it we can get.

  Cathy Cake : Uh, into what?

  Boy Wonder : Into the valley of indecency.

  Cathy Cake : Well, that's a pretty crummy way of looking at it.

  Boy Wonder : The trick, Miss Cake, is not to look at it at all, but simply limp to the edge of patience and let yourself fall.

• Harlene : You really should clean your pool.

  Boy Wonder : Where would I piss?

• Boy Wonder : [referring to his actress's private parts]  Unwrap the meat!

• Boy Wonder : Rex, are you going to stand there all day and oil your cuff-links on the top of your greasy head... or do you wanna get to work?

• Boy Wonder : Three rhetorical questions in one day. What, am I turning into rubber?

• Big Mac : I swear you do it just to rile me, pure and simple.

  Boy Wonder : Nothing pure, old sport, is ever simple.

• Boy Wonder : Nothing simple, Miss Cake, is ever pure.

• Boy Wonder : The day Wally Reid died, I was having lunch with Griffith, Gish and Hayes. Somebody came in and told us what happened, and Gish started crying, right away. She said, "Poor Wally. Poor Wally. What am I going to do now?" Had to leave the table, she was crying so hard. Old Will Hays, of course, got up to go after her. She used to bring that out in people. And as he left, he turned to us and he shot this out like spit, and he said, "Good riddance. Good riddance to bad rubbish." After they were gone, Griffith turned to me, and he was smiling. I'd never seen that son of a gun look so happy in my life. You know what he said? He said, "God bless him. God bless that poor son of a bitch for not dying in the middle of my picture." And then he ate Lillian's dessert.

• [repeated line] 

  Boy Wonder : [to himself]  Are you kidding me?

• Harlene : Hey, you ought to speak to the cop at the gate. He forgot to ask for my pass.

  Boy Wonder : You're late.

  Harlene : Is that so? How would you know?

  Boy Wonder : I can tell. I'm two shots under the label.

  Harlene : Too bad. Three shots under and you couldn't have told shit.

  Boy Wonder : Yeah? Four shots under and you'd be on your way out the door 'cause I'd be crawling back under the sack.

• [last lines] 

  Boy Wonder : Unless I missed my guess... it's almost time for lunch.

• Boy Wonder : Don't tell me how to make movies.

  Big Mac : And don't you tell me not to tell you how to spend my money!

• Boy Wonder : Your whole life is a rhetorical question.

  Big Mac : What is this stuff?

  Rex, the Wonder Dog : It's smart guy stuff. He used the same gag on me!

• Rex, the Wonder Dog : You want me to do it with a stiff?

  Boy Wonder : Who's gonna know?

• Boy Wonder : Hot, Miss Cake, hot work.

  Cathy Cake : I can take it.

  Boy Wonder : Ha, I'm sure you can. The day will come, Miss Cake, when you can't.

  Cathy Cake : Not for me.

  Boy Wonder : Perhaps not. If you're any good, it will. And then, Miss Cake, you will be faced with the, ah, penultimate decision. Do you do the, ah, intelligent thing and bow out gracefully or do you continue, against all that is holy, and make up your mind to vanish, once and for all, into the mists of self?

  Cathy Cake : I'll go on, no matter what. I wanna be in the movies. I wanna be an artist.

  Boy Wonder : Oh, ha, you mean you wanna do both? Well, then, you will be faced with the ultimate choice, won't you? You'll have to pick someone to abuse. The person closest to you generally fits the bill which, by then, Miss Cake, will be you.

• Cathy Cake : You think you're treating me rough, but I don't care. I'll do anything you say, things that would've made me sick to think about just before I met you.

  Boy Wonder : Would've made you sick to think about lying back down there, please?

  Cathy Cake : You want me to take my skirt off?

  Boy Wonder : Sure.

  Cathy Cake : I hope you humiliate me. I hope you make me do dirty, disgusting, horrible things. Violent, savage things. Oh, would you hang this up for me, please?

• Cathy Cake : What the hell was going through your head?

  Boy Wonder : Going through my head? Well, to tell you the truth, Miss Cake, I didn't exactly have my head on my mind.

  Cathy Cake : Well, if you mean your brain's in your ass, I couldn't agree more.