Night Song (1947)

Dana Andrews: Dan

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• Miss Willey : [after being served the fresh-caught fish]  I think I'll fix some hamburger.

  Dan : Hamburger?

  Chick : You don't like fish?

  Cathy : She loves fish.

  Miss Willey : Not this particular fish. I can't eat it.

  Chick : Now what the matter with this fish? It's good fish.

  Dan : I caught it.

  Chick : And I cooked it.

  Miss Willey : But I met this fish this afternoon. I saw him swimming. He was alive and happy. I was an accessory before the fact of his death.

  Chick : She's kidding, of course.

  Miss Willey : This morning he had his life before him. Now he's lying on my plate, coated with cracker crumbs. I'm sorry, but I can't eat him.

  Chick : How can you eat that potata? It was torn out of the ground, peeled, and boiled before your very eyes.

  Dan : What about hamburger?

  Chick : Yes, you eat beef, don't you? They slaughter beef.

  Miss Willey : I don't witness the execution. I don't spend the afternoon with a cow.

  Chick : [Chick contemplates the fish on his fork, and hesitates to eat it] 

• Cathy : I'd like to hear you play sometime.

  Dan : No, I don't play anymore. I just trade boogie-woogie for a beer and hamburger.

  Cathy : Why?

  Dan : Because I like to eat.

• Dan : What she look like?

  Chick : Oh, not too big, not too small, not too bad to look at, not too bad to be around.

• Cathy : Oh, don't be silly. If it weren't good, Rubenstein wouldn't play it. And if he's wrong, anything he plays will sound good.

  Dan : Maybe. Maybe.

• Artur Rubinstein : Are you nervous?

  Dan : Me? No, I'm not nervous. Not a bit.

  Artur Rubinstein : Ah, well I'm glad to hear that; because, if you were, there's not a thing to be done about it. I like your music. I like to play it.

  Dan : Thank you, sir.

  Eugene Ormandy : I am nervous, too.

• Dan : I'll fix the drinks, what'll it be?

  Miss Willey : Can we have coffee?

  Dan : If you've got to.

  Cathy : I'd like some coffee too.

  Dan : Okay, I'll fix it.

  Miss Willey : No, I'll do it. No man ever made coffee for me and no man ever will. Where's the kitchen?

• Chick : [Greeting Dan]  Hello, Mother, I'm home.

  Dan : You shouldn't stay out so late, son. Cigarettes and loss of sleep is bad for your wind. You won't be able to blow your horn when you're a big boy.

  Chick : Eh.

• Chick : How'd it go tonight?

  Dan : Oh, Delius was a little ragged; but, the spaghetti was perfect!

• Dan : A fish must swim three times, in: water, sauce, and wine.

• Dan : Boy, you have no idea how much better a cigarette taste when you can see the smoke.

• Dan : I'm Exhibit A around here. I'm the blind piano player. She wants to know how I can find the keys with only my fingers. You tell her, it's a braille piano.

• Dan : Light me a torch, will you chum?

• Chick : She certainly went for that music. So, she has brains to go with the diamonds!

  Dan : Fall in love on your own time.

• Chick : So, you're blind; but, Schubert's dead! It isn't the guy, it's the music. Can you see what I mean?

  Dan : No, I can't see.

• Dan : That's what you miss. I can feel rain or snow. I can touch a diamond or a fog, smell a rose or a river. But, color.

• Dan : I made the grade, didn't I? It's more than a hop, skip and jump from the Chez Mamie to Carnegie Hall.

• Dan : What if it's a bust?

  Cathy : It can't be.

  Dan : Wagner was a bust in Paris one night.

  Cathy : No. Paris was a bust one night. Anyway, one thing.

  Dan : What's that?

  Cathy : It can't be a bust with me.