Victor/Victoria (1982)

Lesley Ann Warren: Norma Cassady

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Quotes 

• Norma : You're kidding? You really are... queer?

  Toddy : Ah! We prefer "gay".

  Norma : But... you're so... attractive.

  [Toddy chuckles] 

  Norma : . Well, I just think it's a terrible waste.

  [Toddy laughs heartily] 

  Toddy : Well, if it's any consolation, I assure you it is not wasted.

  Norma : You know... I think that the right woman could reform you.

  Toddy : You know, I think that the right woman could reform you, too.

  Norma : Me? Give up men? Forget it!

  Toddy : You took the words right out of my mouth.

• King Marchand : [being pursued by an enraged Norma, who is foaming at the mouth. Squash gets out of bed]  Look out!

  Norma : YOU SON OF A BITCH!

  [throws a vase] 

  'Squash' Bernstein : Now, Norma...

  Norma : NOBODY PUTS SOAP IN MY MOUTH, NOT EVEN MY MOTHER!

  [throws a flower pot] 

  'Squash' Bernstein : You're being very childish...

  Norma : I'M GONNA KILL HIM! I'M GONNA KILL YOU TOO, YOU BIG, MUSCLE-BOUND...

  [throws another flower pot] 

  'Squash' Bernstein : Now, listen you have to learn to control yourself...

  Norma : OH! I'LL KILL...

  [grabs an ornamental spear and charges] 

  'Squash' Bernstein : Oh, SHIT!

  Norma : THIS IS IT! I'M GONNA KILL YOU...

  [Squash runs into the bathroom with King just as Norma rams the door] 

  Norma : LET ME IN THERE!

  King Marchand : You and your ideas! "Why don't you take her to Paris with you, Boss?"

  'Squash' Bernstein : I just thought she'd help you relax!

  King Marchand : NEVER help me relax!

  'Squash' Bernstein : Then send her home!

  King Marchand : Why don't you ever come up with a really good idea?

  'Squash' Bernstein : For instance?

  King Marchand : YOU send her home!

• Norma : [after sex]  Pooky... it's no big deal.

  [raspberries King] 

  Norma : It happens to everyone... men, mean. We're lucky... women, I mean... we can fake it if we have to.

  [King glares at her] 

  Norma : Oh, oh, don't get me wrong... I never have with you! Faked it, I mean. With you it's like... pow, pow, pow, like the fourth of July, every time! But just tonight, cause you couldn't... up to now, it's been grand, Pooky, really, really grand, but if there's one thing I know for sure, you can't let it get you, you should excuse the expression, down. You can't think about it, you just gotta put it out of your mind! The more you think about it, the more you worry. The more you worry, the more you think,

  [starts eating chocolates] 

  Norma : think, worry, worry, think... mm! too soft... It just gets like a vicious cycle! And then, before you know it, you are impudent!

  [impotent] 

  Norma : [King walks into the bathroom irritatedly and comes out holding something white] 

  Norma : What's with the soap?

• Norma : I just love Frenchmen.

  Toddy : Oh, so do I!

• Norma : [about Squash]  You know, I know he's supposed to protect you, but does he have to stay in the same suite with us? I mean I just keep expecting him to break in while we're, uh... while we're making love.

  King Marchand : He'd only do that if he heard something unusual. Like if I got excited!

• Norma : [being taken to the train station by Squash]  Thinks he can just push me around! Thinks I'm just gonna hop on the next boat for the States and that'll be that! Well, you've got another thing coming Mr. Big-shot Fairy Marchand! 'Cause Mrs. Cassidy's little goil Norma ain't gonna take this one lyin' down!

  [Norma boards the train. The camera follows her through the windows, walking down the corridor, raving to herself. She gets out on the balcony of the last car] 

  Norma : ...And don't kid yourself! You ain't seen the last of me yet!

  [She opens her coat to reveal her underclothes. A boarding passenger, distracted by this, falls off the platform behind the train] 

  Norma : Oh, you okay?

• Norma : You two-timing son of a bitch! He's a woman!

• Toddy : Au revoir.

  Norma : Me too.

• Norma : [after singing "Chicago, Illinois", whimpering, twirling her fingers in her hair]  Hi Sal. Thanks for comin' by.

  Sal Andratti : Norma, what's on ya mind?

  Norma : [whimpering changes to sobbing]  K-K-K-K-K-K-King

  Sal Andratti : Shackin' up wit' anutha dame.

  Norma : [suddenly regaining partial composure]  No, anudda guy.

  [resumes crying] 

  Norma : It's terrible.

  Sal Andratti : [stone-faced]  Run that by me again!

  Norma : [regaining complete composure]  Well

  [clears throat] 

  Norma : there's this Polish fairy y'see...