Dodsworth (1936)
Walter Huston: Sam Dodsworth
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Quotes
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Sam Dodsworth : You'll have to stop getting younger someday.
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Sam Dodsworth : Love has got to stop some place short of suicide.
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[last lines]
Fran Dodsworth : Are you going back to that washed-out expatriate in Naples?
Sam Dodsworth : Yes, and when I marry her, I'm going back to doing things.
Fran Dodsworth : Do you think you'll ever get me out of your blood?
Sam Dodsworth : Maybe not, but love has got to stop someplace short of suicide.
[Dodsworth runs to the gangplank and jumps on just as it is lowered away from the ship. The boat whistle sounds]
Steward : But the gentleman will miss the boat!
Fran Dodsworth : [shouting above the boat whistle] HE'S GONE ASHORE! HE'S GONE ASHORE!
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Edith Cortright : Would you like to enjoy life for a while?
Sam Dodsworth : Show me how.
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Sam Dodsworth : I want to sit under a Linden tree with nothing more important to worry about but the temperature of the beer. If there is anything more important.
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Sam Dodsworth : I've never been across before. I got excited. I took one look at that light and all the things I've ever read about England came to light. The town behind it with those flat-faced brick houses and a cart crawling up a hill between high hedges and Jane Austen and Oliver Twist and Sherlock Holmes. England. Mother England. Home.
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Edith Cortright : I used to be a British subject by marriage. I don't know that one can be a British subject by divorce. I expect I'm just a woman who lives in Italy.
Sam Dodsworth : Oh, do people live in Italy?
Edith Cortright : There are countless Italians.
Sam Dodsworth : Oh, no, no, I mean, people like you.
Edith Cortright : I live in Italy by the thousands, Mr. Dodsworth.
Sam Dodsworth : Why?
Edith Cortright : It's cheap!
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Sam Dodsworth : You want to divorce me then?
Fran Dodsworth : Why should I want to divorce you? You're my husband.
Sam Dodsworth : You couldn't very well divorce me if I weren't.
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Sam Dodsworth : We'll have to learn to behave ourselves, when we'll be a couple of old grandparents in December.
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Edith Cortright : Break away from your hotel. Forget about Vienna. Move out here to me.
Sam Dodsworth : Out to you?
Edith Cortright : Yes. I can't make you as comfortable as your hotel does. When you want a bath, you'll have to choose between the tin tub and the Mediterranean. But, if you like swimming and fishing and a willing listener...
Sam Dodsworth : That's very kind of you, Mrs. Cortright, and mighty friendly; but, I don't see how I could?
Edith Cortright : Why not?
Sam Dodsworth : What'd your neighbors think?
Edith Cortright : Being Italians, they think a great deal.
Sam Dodsworth : Exactly.
Edith Cortright : Oh! But, that doesn't mean it would have to be so! Or, that I'd have it so even if you wanted it so.
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Fran Dodsworth : Oh, you're hopeless - you haven't the mistiest notion of civilization.
Sam Dodsworth : Yeah, well maybe I don't think so much of it, though. Maybe clean hospitals, concrete highways, and no soldiers along the Canadian border come near my idea of civilization.
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Sam Dodsworth : I cabled her to come and she doesn't say one word about me going over.
Matey Pearson : She's thoughtless.
Sam Dodsworth : No she's not, Matey. She's scared.
Matey Pearson : Fran's scared? What of?
Sam Dodsworth : Of growing old.
Matey Pearson : That's very smart of you, Sam.
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Sam Dodsworth : Setting up that motor's the first real fun I've had since I quit business, and it's got me raring to go all over again for the first time.
Edith Cortright : To go?
Sam Dodsworth : You bet!
Edith Cortright : Away from here?
Sam Dodsworth : Any place where I can get back in harness. Get in on something new, the way they did with automobiles when they began 30 years ago. Thought I might try my hand at aviation. The idea of a Moscow to Seattle airline kinda' strikes me.
Edith Cortright : [slightly incredulous] Moscow to Seattle?
Sam Dodsworth : Yeah, buy in on a transcontinental connection. Then, with these transcontinental flights coming on so well, say, I might be the first man with his first round-the-world system. The Soviet people seem agreeable.
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Sam Dodsworth : What good does your patootie do me?
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Fran Dodsworth : They all belong to the smartest crowd in Paris.
Sam Dodsworth : Fran, do you think the real thing in Paris would hang out with a couple of hicks like us? All right, now, what else are we? I'm just an ordinary American businessman and I married the daughter of a Zenith brewer.
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Sam Dodsworth : Why won't you sit at a cafe with me?
Fran Dodsworth : Smart people don't.
Sam Dodsworth : I'm not smart.
Fran Dodsworth : I am.
Sam Dodsworth : You ought to be smart enough not to care what people think.
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Arnold Iselin : Let me remind you that Shakespeare's Othello ends badly for the hero.
Sam Dodsworth : I'm not Othello. This is not the Middle Ages. None of us speak blank verse, not even you.
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Fran Dodsworth : Oh, Sam, I'm just a woolly American like you after all, and if you ever catch me trying to be anything else, will you beat me?
Sam Dodsworth : Well, will I have to beat you very long at a time?
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Fran Dodsworth : [to Sam, as he's gotten on board the train] Do try not to be too dreadfully lonely, will you?
Sam Dodsworth : Did I remember to tell you today that I adore you?
[train departs]
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Fran Dodsworth : Oh, Sammy, darling, I want all the lovely things I have a right to. In Europe, a woman of my age is just getting to the point where men begin to take a serious interest in. I won't be put on the shelf for my daughter when I can still dance longer and better than she can. After all, I've got brains and thank heaven I still got looks. Nobody takes me for over 32, 30 even. Of, Sammy, darling, I'm begging for life. No I'm not, I'm demanding it.
Sam Dodsworth : I see how you feel. All right, I'll enjoy life now if it kills me and it probably will.
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Sam Dodsworth : Do you realize this is the first time we've ever really started out together as lovers?
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Edith Cortright : Drifting isn't nearly so pleasant as it looks.
Sam Dodsworth : If you don't like it, why don't you give it up?
Edith Cortright : One drifts for lack of a reason to do anything else.
Sam Dodsworth : Well, what do you want?
Edith Cortright : What do you suppose any Ione woman wants?
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Fran Dodsworth : You like that woman, don't you?
Sam Dodsworth : You thought she was the most distinguished-Iooking woman on the boat.
Fran Dodsworth : Seems a frump in Paris.
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Kurt Von Obersdorf : I brought you a box of real Havana cigars.
Sam Dodsworth : Very kind of you, Kurt.
Kurt Von Obersdorf : Smuggled through without duty. Tonight I take you to a *very* gay restaurant with very good food.
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Edith Cortright : You're busy...
Sam Dodsworth : I've got nothing to do but look at ruined temples. They'll keep. They've kept this long.
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Sam Dodsworth : It's giving you up that hurts.
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Edith Cortright : Let's sit down, if you've got a moment.
Sam Dodsworth : Time is something I have nothing else but.
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[first lines]
Secretary : [offscreen] Mr. Dodsworth?
Sam Dodsworth : Yes.
Secretary : The men are ready.
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Matey Pearson : Who's Arnold Iselin?
Sam Dodsworth : He's one of those custom-built internationals you see in the rotogravure section every Sunday.
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Sam Dodsworth : I'm sorry, Fran, I hate undercover work myself, but I wouldn't have gotten where I have in this world if it hadn't been in me to be a bit ruthless on occasion.
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Fran Dodsworth : Just think, Sammy, you're free! After 20 years of doing what was expected of us, we're free.
Sam Dodsworth : I'm just as keen on this trip as you are. I'm rarin' to go. I've always wanted to see London and Paris.
Fran Dodsworth : I want much more than a trip out of this, Sam. I want a new life, all over from the very beginning. A perfectly glorious, free, adventurous life. It's coming to us. We've done our job.
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Sam Dodsworth : You flew? I don't want you flying around in airplanes. I'm not taking any chances on you.
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Edith Cortright : We were just hopping off - where?
Sam Dodsworth : Siberia. Pick out landing fields. No ramifications. A line from Irkutsk to Tashkent and Samarkand. Swell name, Samarkand. Say, if those Soviet boys will let me...