So Big! (1932)

Hardie Albright: Dirk De Jong

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Quotes 

• Dirk De Jong : Must a man be an artist to interst you?

  Miss Dallas O'Mara : Good Lord, no! I'll probably marry some horny-handed son of toil, and if I do, the horny hands'll win me. I like them with their scars on them. There's something about a man who has fought for it: the look in his eye, the feel of his hands. You haven't a mark on you, Dirk, not a mark. You gave up being an architect because it was an uphill, disheartening job at the time. I don't say you should have kept on. For all I know, you were a terrible architect. But if you had kept on, if you'd loved it enough to keep on fighting and struggling, why that fight would show in your face today--in your eyes, in your whole being.

  Dirk De Jong : In the name of Heaven, Dallas, I have...

  Miss Dallas O'Mara : I'm not criticizing you, but...but you're all smooth. And I like 'em bumpy.

• Dirk De Jong : You're just about the most attractive girl I've ever met

  Miss Dallas O'Mara : Very good. Kinda sterotyped, but still effective. Time out while I work up a maidenly blush.

  Dirk De Jong : Now this is your last chance. I'm not going to ask you this question any more. How about having dinner with me some night?

  Miss Dallas O'Mara : Love to.

  Dirk De Jong : When?

  Miss Dallas O'Mara : Oh, sometime in the distant future... say, um, tonight.

  Dirk De Jong : Perfect. Where would you like to go, the Casino?

  Miss Dallas O'Mara : Oh, let's not and say we did. Those upper-crust places make me jitter.

  Dirk De Jong : Well, how about Thompson's Lunch?

  Miss Dallas O'Mara : Oh, I'm still hunchbacked from sitting in those one-armed chairs. Let's go to a hotel--full of all sorts of people: actors, gamblers, thieves, bootleggers, ladies and...and women. That's my dish.

• Miss Dallas O'Mara : You know, you seem like much too nice a fellow to sit behind a desk, pushing buttons.

  Dirk De Jong : I haven't been a high-powered executive for long. I used to be an architect.

  Miss Dallas O'Mara : Why did you give it up?

  Dirk De Jong : Oh, nothing in it...

  Miss Dallas O'Mara : What do you mean, "Nothing in it"?

  Dirk De Jong : No money!

  Miss Dallas O'Mara : Who cares!... Gee, I'd rather plan the back door of a beautiful building, than sell all the bonds ever engraved.

• Dirk De Jong : Listen, Dallas, what do you think of me, anyway?

  Miss Dallas O'Mara : [Indifferently]  You're a nice young man.

  Dirk De Jong : [Somewhat deflated]  Oh, well that's like telling a fella' he "means well."

  Miss Dallas O'Mara : Sorry, but you asked for it.