Mexican Spitfire at Sea (1942)
Leon Errol: Uncle Matt Lindsay, Lord Basil Epping
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Quotes
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Mr. George Skinner : You shouldn't be out here in public until you find out who you are, should you? Should you?
Lord Basil Epping : Shouldn't I?
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Uncle Matt Lindsay : We'll see you kids later.
Carmelita Lindsay : Oh, no! You won't see me later! Because, I won't be there!
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Aunt Della Lindsay : It's a good thing this happened, if I may say so.
Uncle Matt Lindsay : You've said enough already.
Aunt Della Lindsay : Don't you tell me what to say, Matthew Lindsay!
Uncle Matt Lindsay : All right, all right, all right.
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Uncle Matt Lindsay : Look, Mommy, Mommy, why don't you go down to our cabin and primp up a little bit before you meet the Baldwins. Remember, old girl, everything's on your shoulders now. Everything.
Aunt Della Lindsay : All right, Matthew. You can depend on me. *I* won't let you down.
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Uncle Matt Lindsay : If you want her to go, tell her to stay! If you want her to stay, then tell her to go!
Dennis Lindsay : Do you think it'll work?
Uncle Matt Lindsay : It always works! A woman's mind is constructed that way.
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Uncle Matt Lindsay : What's the matter?
Carmelita Lindsay : Oh, it's that row I had with Dennis.
Uncle Matt Lindsay : Well, this isn't the first row you've had with Dennis.
Carmelita Lindsay : I know! But, this time he don't fight nice.
Uncle Matt Lindsay : What do you mean he doesn't fight nice?
Carmelita Lindsay : This time he fight for keeps. He don't wanna make up with me.
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Uncle Matt Lindsay : Nothing doing. I won't do it.
Carmelita Lindsay : Oh, yes you will!
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Carmelita Lindsay : Come on, let's go and see the pusser!
Uncle Matt Lindsay : Pusser? Purser.
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Carmelita Lindsay : You walk like Donald Duke.
Uncle Matt Lindsay : Donald Duke? Donald Duck! Say, I better duck out of here before we're caught together.
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Mr. George Skinner : I've inquired all over, but, I can't locate your wife.
Uncle Matt Lindsay : [pretending to be Lord Epping] My wife? Well, what would you want with my wife, may I ask?
Mr. George Skinner : Well, don't you want her?
Uncle Matt Lindsay : Certainly not!
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Mr. George Skinner : Oh, your Lordship, I have the sketch.
Uncle Matt Lindsay : [pretending to be Lord Epping] Oh, I'm frightfully sorry. Rub a little ointment on it.
Mr. George Skinner : No, I said the sketch.
Uncle Matt Lindsay : Oh. Sketch?
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Mrs. Baldwin : Do sit down, your highness. These quarters are frightfully cramped.
Uncle Matt Lindsay : [pretending to be Lord Epping] You have?
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Mrs. Baldwin : I suppose at your home you too have the aurora borealis?
Uncle Matt Lindsay : [pretending to be Lord Epping] Oh, yes, yes. It grows like weeds.
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Lord Basil Epping : [takes away a cocktail from George Skinner] I had a friend of mine in India, one time, he thought he was a mongoose and went around snapping at cobras. Yes. Boy, when you begin to see things like this - its time to put up, you know, or else, change your brand.
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Carmelita Lindsay : Lord Epping is not on board.
Uncle Matt Lindsay : What?
Carmelita Lindsay : Sure. I already asked the pusser.
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Uncle Matt Lindsay : Look, we must work fast. Don't give her a chance to think right.
Carmelita Lindsay : You know me. I can talk faster than that!
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Uncle Matt Lindsay : [pretending to be Lord Epping] My dear, girl, you're more English than steak and kidney pudding. Ever have the gout?
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Uncle Matt Lindsay : [pretending to be Lord Epping] Listen, drop the pipe!
Mr. George Skinner : Well, that's better.
Uncle Matt Lindsay : Yes. Have the codfish smoking a cigar.
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Carmelita Lindsay : Did you talk to Dennis.
Uncle Matt Lindsay : Yep.
Carmelita Lindsay : Oh, goodie goodie! Then, I go and kiss him and make up and then we go to the party.
Uncle Matt Lindsay : Yes, but, you're not going with him to the party tonight.
Carmelita Lindsay : I'm not?
Uncle Matt Lindsay : No, he's taking another girl, a blonde.
Carmelita Lindsay : What! He can't do that! That's big-a-tree!
Uncle Matt Lindsay : Bigamy. Bigamy!
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Uncle Matt Lindsay : You've got to attack him with - negative psychology.
Carmelita Lindsay : Oh! Sounds good. Where I get one?
Uncle Matt Lindsay : Look, what I mean is this: he's doing this to make you jealous!
Carmelita Lindsay : Oh.
Uncle Matt Lindsay : Now, when he sees that you are *not* jealous, he'll stop and call the whole thing off.
Carmelita Lindsay : Oh, then I have nothing to worry about.
Uncle Matt Lindsay : See!
Carmelita Lindsay : But, first I knock his block off! That's what I'll do!
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Uncle Matt Lindsay : Listen to me! Listen. You've got to fight fire with fire.
Carmelita Lindsay : I'm already burned up!
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Carmelita Lindsay : I go on the other side of the boat. It doesn't smell so good around here.
[sniffs and exits]
Aunt Della Lindsay : Why, you nasty little...
Uncle Matt Lindsay : De-dut-dut-dut, I know just exactly what you're going to say.
Aunt Della Lindsay : I don't use language like that.
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Uncle Matt Lindsay : Say, wait a minute, why all this sudden attention?
Aunt Della Lindsay : Don't you know that your wife knows everything about you?
Uncle Matt Lindsay : I hope not!
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Aunt Della Lindsay : Let me see your tongue.
Uncle Matt Lindsay : Oh.
[sticks his tongue out]
Uncle Matt Lindsay : Well, what's the matter?
Aunt Della Lindsay : I'm afraid it's your liver again.
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Miss Pepper : Well, your Lordship, what do you think of me?
Uncle Matt Lindsay : [pretending to be Lord Epping] Let's remain friends, shall we.
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Mr. George Skinner : I think I've caught the spirit this time.
Lord Basil Epping : Yes, I'm afraid you've had too much spirits, my son. Have you ever tried two raw eggs, a little Worcestershire sauce, with an oyster?
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Miss Pepper : What's the matter?
Uncle Matt Lindsay : [pretending to be Lord Epping] An intruder. A vulgarian.
Miss Pepper : A Vulgarian? Oh, I always wanted to go there. I hear its a beautiful country.
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Miss Pepper : How do you like my English? Am I too broad?
Uncle Matt Lindsay : [pretending to be Lord Epping] Probably. But, they won't notice if you sit down.
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Uncle Matt Lindsay : [pretending to be Lord Epping] Mrs. Lindsay, well...
Carmelita Lindsay : Oh, I'm no more Mrs. Lindsay.
Uncle Matt Lindsay : No?
Carmelita Lindsay : No, I'm the future Mrs. Skinny.
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Lady Ada Epping : You'll have to help me, Basil.
Uncle Matt Lindsay : [pretending to be Lord Epping] Of course, it's a pleasure. What do you want me to do?
Lady Ada Epping : Take off my dress!