Everybody Sing (1938)

Reginald Owen: Hillary Bellaire

Quotes 

• Hillary Bellaire : Olga!

  Olga Chekaloff : All right, all right, I know, my cap's on crooked.

  Hillary Bellaire : Good heavens, what next?

  Olga Chekaloff : Meatballs!

• Hillary Bellaire : Quiet, quiet! Is this a madhouse?

  Olga Chekaloff : Yes sir. I mean no sir.

• Hillary Bellaire : What a household. Servants butting in, telling you how things should be done.

  John Fleming : Well, after all, they represent the masses. Do you know what I mean by the masses? People who are not actors. There are dozens of them and they come in very handy at the box office. Strangely enough, if they don't like a show, the show closes. Moliere, if you remember, used to ask the advice of his cook.

• Diana Bellaire : Only a woman suffers as a woman can - quietly, deeply, bravely.

  Hillary Bellaire : I wrote those lines too.

• Hillary Bellaire : I'd like that speech better if I hadn't written it myself.

• Judy Bellaire : I've got to tell somebody and Mummy won't listen.

  Hillary Bellaire : All right, bunch of sweetness, get it off your chest.

• Diana Bellaire : Anyway, the trouble isn't with the acting, its where Sylvia steals Jerrold away from me. The audience won't believe it. Not for a moment!

  John Fleming : And why? Because you insisted upon Hillary making Sylvia your sister instead of your daughter.

  Diana Bellaire : He had to make her my sister. I couldn't have a daughter that old.

  Hillary Bellaire : But, she is your daughter, isn't she?

  Diana Bellaire : Oh, don't evade the question!

• [repeated line] 

  Hillary Bellaire : Olga! Bicarbonate soda!

• Judy Bellaire : You can't hold me down! I'm going up! Up! Up!

  Hillary Bellaire : You bet you're going up! Up, up to your room and stay there! Do you know what's going to happen to you, young lady? You're going to be sent to a place where there isn't any jazz! To - to-to - where isn't there any jazz?

  Diana Bellaire : I'm sure I don't know, dear.

  Hillary Bellaire : Anyway, you're going there. Now, up to your room!

• Olga Chekaloff : Mr. Bellaire, the monkey men are here.

  Hillary Bellaire : The monkey men? What the devil do we want with monkey men?

  Diana Bellaire : We need another monkey. The one we rehearsed with last night, bit poor, dear Jerrold.

  Hillary Bellaire : Good! I'll give the monkey a run of the play contract. Send the monkeys away.

  Olga Chekaloff : Yes sir. Ders one thing ve don't need in dis house, it's more monkeys.