Death on the Nile (1978)
Bette Davis: Mrs. Van Schuyler
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Quotes
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Mrs. Van Schuyler : You perfectly foul French upstart!
Hercule Poirot : Belgian upstart, please, madame.
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Mrs. Van Schuyler : Shut up, Bowers. Just because you've got a grudge against her, or rather her father, no need to be uncivil.
Miss Bowers : *Grudge*? Melhuish Ridgeway ruined my family!
Mrs. Van Schuyler : Well, you should be grateful. If he hadn't, you would have missed out on the pleasure of working for me.
Miss Bowers : I could kill her on that score alone!
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Mrs. Van Schuyler : Come on, Bowers, time to go. This place is beginning to resemble a mortuary.
Miss Bowers : Thank God you'll be in one yourself before too long, you bloody old fossil!
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Mrs. Van Schuyler : How would a little trip down the Nile suit you?
Miss Bowers : There is nothing I would dislike more. There are two things in the world I can't abide: it's heat and heathens.
Mrs. Van Schuyler : Good. Then we'll go. Bowers, pack.
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Mrs. Van Schuyler : [Remarking on Linnet's pearls] Oh, they're beautiful!
Linnet Ridgeway : Thank you.
Mrs. Van Schuyler : And extraordinary, if you know how they're made. A tiny piece of grit finds it's way into an oyster, which then becomes a pearl of great price, hanging 'round the neck, of a pretty girl like you.
Linnet Ridgeway : I never thought of it that way.
Mrs. Van Schuyler : Well, you should. the oyster nearly dies!
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[to Mrs. Van Schuyler and Miss Bowers]
Manager Of The Karnak : You are Mrs. and Ms. Otterbourne, righty?
Mrs. Van Schuyler : Wrong-y!
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Mrs. Van Schuyler : Rules are made to be broken. At least *mine* are by *me*.
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[repeated line]
Mrs. Van Schuyler : Temper, temper, Bowers!
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Mrs. Van Schuyler : What you need is a nice cool holiday. I was thinking of a trip through the Gobi Desert.
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Hercule Poirot : I'm referring to the Potsdam pearls, Madame, which belong to Madame Doyle and which have been abducted.
Mrs. Van Schuyler : Abducted?
Hercule Poirot : Dérobé. Purloined. Pinched.
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Mrs. Van Schuyler : Keep a civil tongue in your head, Bowers, or you'll be out of a job.
Miss Bowers : What do I care? This town is filled with rich old widows willing to pay for a little groveling and a body massage. You go ahead and fire me.
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Mrs. Van Schuyler : I seldom talk to strangers, but *never* to strange honeymooners.
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Mrs. Van Schuyler : Amazing, if you know how they're made. A tiny piece of grit makes its way into an oyster which eventually becomes a pearl of great price hanging round the neck of a pretty girl like you.
Linnet Ridgeway : I never thought of it that way.
Mrs. Van Schuyler : Well, you should. The oyster nearly dies.
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Mrs. Van Schuyler : Impertinence! That stole was given to me in Romania by Crown Prince Carol himself. People are no respecters of other people's property.
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Mrs. Van Schuyler : Why are you looking at me in that "too familiar", Continental way?
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Mrs. Van Schuyler : I am the nasty little eavesdropper, Madame. I heard that you much admire these pearls, that you would give "every tooth in your head to possess them".
Hercule Poirot : That bloody Bowers!