Johnny Allegro (1949)
Nina Foch: Glenda Chapman
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Quotes
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Morgan Vallin : Hello, Glenda.
Glenda Chapman : Morgan.
Morgan Vallin : Welcome home.
[For the first time, he sees there's another man in the room]
Glenda Chapman : Morgan, this is...
Morgan Vallin : How chummy! You brought a friend with you. How hospitable.
Glenda Chapman : I was just going to explain that.
Morgan Vallin : Why trouble to explain? It's so touchingly natural.
Glenda Chapman : This is Johnny Allegro.
Morgan Vallin : You actually know his name! I'm Morgan Vallin. Always glad to meet any of Glenda's friends, though she doesn't usually bring them with her.
Glenda Chapman : I had to bring him here, Morgan. He killed a detective for me so I could get here.
Morgan Vallin : How adventurous! How romantic!
Glenda Chapman : Morgan, don't be foolish.
Morgan Vallin : Forgive me, Johnny whatever your name is. I want to thank you for any assistance you may have given my little wife.
Johnny Allegro : Wife?
Morgan Vallin : She forgot to tell you, of course. She usually does. Or were you afraid he might not have come here with you?
Glenda Chapman : I told you why I brought him here. He had no other getaway. This is Johnny Rock. They want him for escaping a stretch at Sing Sing.
Morgan Vallin : And what have you told him?
Glenda Chapman : Nothing. He doesn't even know where he is.
Morgan Vallin : And how did that minute mind of yours conclude that anyone could be of service to me with his pictures in all the papers, with a number across the front of them?
Johnny Allegro : They took those a long time ago. I've changed a lot since then.
Morgan Vallin : But your type never changes. Just looking at you makes one think of alley fighting, tommy guns.
Johnny Allegro : Is that bad?
Morgan Vallin : It's not for me. You see all this?
[He gestures around the room at the paintings, sculptures, and mounted animal heads]
Johnny Allegro : Nice museum.
Morgan Vallin : You would call it that. But it's my library, my concert hall, my trophy room. Here I have the best the world has to offer, and I don't intend to let anything jeopardize it. I can permit only people around me of whose methods I am sure.
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Morgan Vallin : That bulge in your coat pocket - the gun with which you shot the detective, no doubt.
Johnny Allegro : No doubt.
Morgan Vallin : Give it to me.
[Allegro gives the gun to Vallin]
Morgan Vallin : Ugly, noisy, smelly. No skill needed. A stupid, dangerous toy. Any doddering fool without muscle or talent could fire that.
[He picks up a bow and arrow]
Morgan Vallin : Now this - this is something different. Strength, skill, grace. A weapon for a man of culture.
Johnny Allegro : In a tough spot, give me a trigger instead of a piece of string.
[Vallin draws the bow and points it at Allegro]
Morgan Vallin : You're in a tight spot now, or didn't you know it?
Johnny Allegro : Maybe I'm not very bright.
Morgan Vallin : Either you're a very brave man, or you underestimate me. And I will not be underestimated. Do you hear?
[He fires the arrow and hits the mounted head of a ram on the far wall. The hit is directly between the eyes]
Johnny Allegro : Not a bad shot.
Morgan Vallin : Thank you. Would you care to demonstrate your skill with this thing?
[He hands the gun back to him]
Johnny Allegro : I couldn't match that with a shotgun. You win, Mr. Vallin.
Morgan Vallin : Just get the feel of this bow.
[He takes back the gun and gives Allegro the bow]
Morgan Vallin : Pull back on that string. Takes muscle to pull 70 pounds, doesn't it? That bow will outshoot anything but a high-powered rifle. An arrow from it is more deadly than a bullet. Why, I've killed antelope, wild boar, mountain lions...
Johnny Allegro : Suppose a man wanted to commit suicide with a thing like this. How would he go about it?
Morgan Vallin : You have a sense of humor. I like that. And it's not inconceivable that I might like you. You no doubt need some rest.
Johnny Allegro : Sounds like a good idea. I could use a little sleep.
Morgan Vallin : [Vallin speaks to the servant] Take the gentleman's things and show him up to the guest room.
Johnny Allegro : Oh, I don't have any things. I didn't get a chance to pack.
Morgan Vallin : Who knows? Perhaps you have enough. Maybe more than you need.
Johnny Allegro : Good night. Good night, Mrs. Vallin.
Glenda Chapman : Good night, Johnny.
[Allegro leaves the room]
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Morgan Vallin : What's the matter, Glenda?
Glenda Chapman : What about him?
Morgan Vallin : Your anxiety betrays you.
Glenda Chapman : Be yourself, Morgan. The audience is gone. All I say is he's quick and he's clever. He's a good man for us.
Morgan Vallin : I make the decisions here.
Glenda Chapman : Well, what are you going to do?
Morgan Vallin : I'm going to hear the rest of my symphony.
Glenda Chapman : I'm going to bed.
Morgan Vallin : I must enjoy my favorite music alone?
Glenda Chapman : What better company could you have, Morgan? Good night.
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Glenda Chapman : Underestimated Morgan, didn't you? And you know how it irks him to be underestimated.
Johnny Allegro : No wonder. I've known a lot of smart guys, but that's genius.
Morgan Vallin : Then perhaps you've changed your mind about the necessity for carrying a gun.
Johnny Allegro : From now on, call me Robin Hood.
Morgan Vallin : Well, you're hardly the type, but you're responding to treatment.
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Morgan Vallin : I still have one more arrow. It's a silver one. Remember, Johnny? I can't miss with this one. I told you I was a bad loser.
Glenda Chapman : Morgan, what are you doing?
Morgan Vallin : You're just in time to say goodbye to your friend.
Glenda Chapman : Why, Morgan? What happened?
Morgan Vallin : Apparently you didn't find out all about him. You've been a gullible little fool. He's an informer working with the authorities. Well, what's your decision now?
Glenda Chapman : There's only one to do, Morgan.
Morgan Vallin : I told you, Mr. Allegro. I have the advantage of knowing Glenda.
Glenda Chapman : Why not give him the chance you'd give any animal?
Morgan Vallin : That's right, and you have an advantage over an animal. You can think. I'll give you a five second start. One. Two. Three. Four.
[Glenda knocks the arrow out of his hand]