Lady with a Past (1932)

Constance Bennett: Venice Muir

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• Guy Bryson : You look like a - good girl.

  Venice Muir : Oh, do I?

  Guy Bryson : You are a good girl, aren't you?

  Venice Muir : Yes, I'm afraid that may be my trouble.

• Venice Muir : People who live in glass houses shouldn't live in glass houses.

• Venice Muir : I guess I'm too - pure. Well, nothing I can do about that. I wonder...

• Aunt Emma : Well, dear, what does interests young men nowadays?

  Venice Muir : If I knew the answer to that, darling, I wouldn't be sitting here all wrapped up in gloom.

• Mr. Patridge : All the pleasure of dancing with a lovely young lady and none of the hazards.

  Venice Muir : Oh, Mr. Patridge, you can be a little hazardous.

• Venice Muir : Would you like to earn some money?

  Guy Bryson : I'll do anything short of murder.

  Venice Muir : Well, would you work for me?

  Guy Bryson : Well, sure, why not?

  Venice Muir : Well, I know this, eh, funny thing to ask anyone, but, I was wondering, could you be a, sort of, well, eh, sort of, a gigolo?

• Guy Bryson : I spent an hour at the Ritz bar after I left you. Oh, lady, lady, when I left there, a lot of the fellas said that you were simply wonderful! You had everything! Even a very, eh, a very slight past.

  Venice Muir : Past?

  Guy Bryson : Oh, nothing you could put your finger on. But, a lot of the boys will try.

  Venice Muir : Oh, I'll die. I couldn't live up to the past of a midget!

  Guy Bryson : You don't know midgets. Now, I heard of a midget that broke up the home of a heavy weight champ.

• Guy Bryson : We're bound to met some fellas here.

  Venice Muir : Oh, Guy, I'm scared.

  Guy Bryson : Oh, come along. So was Eve and look what a mess she made of Adam.

  Venice Muir : Oh, I know; but, I don't want to make a mess of anyone.

  Guy Bryson : I know, my pet, they never want to.

• Venice Muir : Good night, Guy. You're a perfect gigolo.

  Guy Bryson : When did you get the idea you say good night to a gigolo?

  Venice Muir : Why, what do you mean?

• Guy Bryson : Good night, Venice. You're swell. Everything's gonna work out all right.

  Venice Muir : Thanks. You are a perfect gigolo. I almost feel like kissing you!

  Guy Bryson : What could I do? I'd have to stand it.

  Venice Muir : [Jokingly]  You're horrid!

• Donnie Wainwright : Say you've got lovely hair. Where did you get it?

  Venice Muir : I've had it for years.

• Venice Muir : You seem unusually gay tonight, Rene, and rightfully so. It's a lovely party.

• Venice Muir : What's the matter, Rene? A few moments ago you seemed gay!

• Donnie Wainwright : You shouldn't have done that.

  Venice Muir : No, Donnie, I shouldn't have.

• Donnie Wainwright : Oh, why not lay off me till I get my perspective back. And, if you're still interested, we might be - playmates. Well, you won't be lonesome in the meantime.

  Venice Muir : What are you saying?

  Donnie Wainwright : Oh, don't suddenly go innocent on me!

• Venice Muir : Are we really going to the bicycle races?

• Venice Muir : I hope we don't meet any more men in here, Guy. My ankle won't stand it!

  Guy Bryson : I'm sorry, Venice.

  Venice Muir : Couldn't you find somewhere else to kick me, for a change?

  Guy Bryson : Well, I could, but it wouldn't be refined.

  Venice Muir : Oh, Guy!

• Venice Muir : We're going to the bicycle races, aren't we?

  Carl : Well, they only started tonight. You have all week to get there.

  Guy Bryson : We may need it.

• Guy Bryson : What am I supposed to do to earn this money?

  Venice Muir : Well, that's a little awkward to explain.

  Guy Bryson : Well, I'll understand. I've read what every young man should know.

  Venice Muir : I haven't.

• Venice Muir : I've simply got to stop talking to myself. I talk to myself so much I'm worn out when I meet people.

• Venice Muir : Oh, Guy, you're so clever. How is it possible for one human being to know so much?

  Guy Bryson : I should know. I've had two wives... shot out from underneath me.