Gods and Monsters (1998)
Brendan Fraser: Clayton Boone
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Quotes
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James Whale : Ma'am, may I introduce Mr Clayton Boone, my gardener.
Clayton Boone : How do you do? Clay Boone.
Princess Margaret : Quite. I adore gardens.
James Whale : He's never met a princess, only queens.
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James Whale : [while sketching Boone] Oh, that shirt, Mr. Boone.
Clayton Boone : Hmm?
James Whale : Yes, I-I am sorry. It's just too white. It's too distracting. Would it be asking you too much to take it off?
Clayton Boone : [nervous] Well, I'm not wearing an undershirt today.
James Whale : Oh, pish posh, I'm not your Aunt Tillie.
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Clayton Boone : You must think the whole world is queer.
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Clayton Boone : No, I don't have a girlfriend.
James Whale : Why not?
Clayton Boone : You have to kiss some ass to get a piece of it.
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Hannah : Poor Mr. Jimmy. There is much good in him, but he will suffer the fires of hell.
Clayton Boone : Oh yeah?
Hannah : That is what the priests tell me. His sins of the flesh will keep him from heaven.
Clayton Boone : Hell, everybody's got those.
Hannah : No. His is the worst. The unspeakable. The deed no man can name without shame. What is the good English? All I know is bugger, he's a bugger, men who bugger each other...
Clayton Boone : A homo?
Hannah : *Yes*, you *know*...
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Clayton Boone : Well, um, w-what were some of your movies?
James Whale : Oh, this and that. The only ones that you may have heard of are the Frankenstein movies.
Clayton Boone : Frankenstein? And, um, uh, Bride of Frankenstein? And the Son of? And the other ones too?
James Whale : Uh, no, I-I just directed the first two. The others were done by hacks.
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Clayton Boone : I am NOT... your monster.
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Betty : I bet he's some fruit just pretending to be famous so that he can get in the big guy's pants.
Clayton Boone : What makes you say that?
Betty : Just thinking out loud.
Clayton Boone : Well, why don't you just keep your dirty thoughts to yourself?
Betty : Alright then, he's interested in you for your conversation. We all know what a great talker you are.
Clayton Boone : Fuck you.
Betty : Not anymore you don't.
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Clayton Boone : The monster's lonely. He wants a friend. A girlfriend. Somebody. What's so sick about that?
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James Whale : I suppose you'd like the top down?
Clayton Boone : If that's all right with you.
James Whale : Nothing would please me more.
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James Whale : There was a time when this place was full of pricks. Big, hard, arrogant pricks.
Clayton Boone : Enough already. Isn't it bad enough that you tell me you're a fucking homo? You have to rub it in my face?
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Clayton Boone : What was that all about?
[referring to conversation between Whale and Cuckor]
James Whale : Oh, don't worry. Nothing of any importance. Just two old men slapping each other with lilies.
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Betty : Sounds screwy to me. I can't imagine a real artist wanting to spend time looking at that kisser.
Clayton Boone : Oh, yeah? Well, this kisser wasn't so bad that you couldn't lay under it a couple of times.
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[last lines]
Michael Boone : [viewing James Whale's illustration of Clayton as Frankenstein's monster] Is this for real?
Dana Boone : Clay, take out the trash before it rains.
Clayton Boone : Come on.
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Clayton Boone : [speaking about joining the marines] It was a chance to be a part of something important. Something that's, that's bigger than yourself.
James Whale : So, what happened?
Clayton Boone : Didn't have the guts for it... Literally. My appendix *burst*... They gave me a medical discharge. And the only thing I can think is how the hell am I gonna tell my father?
[pauses]
Clayton Boone : And you know what happened when I finally did tell him?
[pauses]
Clayton Boone : He laughed at me.
[pauses]
Clayton Boone : Well, that's the breaks, huh? So... no war stories for this pup.
James Whale : That's where you're wrong, Clayton... You just told me one... A very good story indeed.