Evelyn Prentice (1934)

Myrna Loy: Evelyn Prentice

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• Evelyn Prentice : This is his home. He loves me. And I adore him.

  Amy Drexel : Say, have you been reading "Romeo and Juliet?"

• Amy Drexel : Marriage has changed you a lot Evelyn. You used to have plenty of zip and bounce and now you're so - oh, so good and bounceless. Does your husband beat you?

  Evelyn Prentice : No, I wish he did. He'd have to be home to do it.

  Amy Drexel : Not necessarily. I know gentleman who beat his wife up in a nightclub and she loved it too!

• Evelyn Prentice : There's nothing wrong in those letters. They were entirely innocent.

  Lawrence Kennard : Then why are you here?

  Evelyn Prentice : Because nothing is safe with a man like you.

  Lawrence Kennard : That's the most sensible observation you've made to date.

• Amy Drexel : Hello, Evelyn.

  Evelyn Prentice : Hello, darling.

  Amy Drexel : Being the little woman about the house?

  Evelyn Prentice : Yes.

• Evelyn Prentice : Your friend, Chester Wylie, next to you. Besides being a very bad drinker, what is he?

  Amy Drexel : Well, he thinks he's an artist. I met him in Paris. He has a studio in Greenwich Village and a shack in Connecticut. The modern school, you know, throw up a lot of lines, it looks like a skyscraper and then tell you its a sleeping dog and adores canned peas. But, in spite of that, I sort of likes him.

• Amy Drexel : The last time I mixed a cocktail, four people eloped, the butler did nip-ups and a man made love to his wife.

  Evelyn Prentice : Oh, then, please do it.

  Amy Drexel : Gin and French vermouth.

  Evelyn Prentice : Anything else?

  Amy Drexel : Sure! cognac, absinthes and a dash of bitters.

  Evelyn Prentice : Oh, Amy, you'll kill my guests. You know, these are respectable people.

• Evelyn Prentice : I'm sick and tired of the word: law. And everything that goes with it.

• Evelyn Prentice : If the guests come and I'm not down, will you take care of them?

  Amy Drexel : Say, after one of my cocktails, they won't know whether you're here or not. So, take it easy. Ho-hum.

• Evelyn Prentice : It's a book of poems.

  Amy Drexel : Poems in the morning? Darling, it's your liver.

• Amy Drexel : Oh, now, Evelyn, don't tell me you're not tingling with excitement over the whole thing? A tall, good looking fellow, just dying to meet you. He'll probably write a poem to your eyebrows or something. Oh, you wouldn't be human if you didn't tingle a little bit.

  Evelyn Prentice : You're too absurd for words.

• Evelyn Prentice : Larry sent them.

  Amy Drexel : Larry?

  Evelyn Prentice : Mr. Kennard.

  Amy Drexel : So it's reached the Larry stage?

• Amy Drexel : Say, how often have you seen this bird?

  Evelyn Prentice : Let's see, face cream, powder, mascara...

  Amy Drexel : Eye shadow, lip rouge, nail polish, bath salts and perfume; but, that still doesn't answer my question. How often have you seen this bird?

• John Prentice : Well, this is certainly good for the tummy.

  Dorothy Prentice : I don't see why I have to do this exercise. My tummy is much flatter than Daddy's.

  John Prentice : Well, am I insulted. Evelyn are you bringing up this child to have no respect for his father? Why, my tummy is as flat as a pancake.

  Evelyn Prentice : Not a very thin pancake.