Torchy Gets Her Man (1938)

Glenda Farrell: Torchy Blane

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Quotes 

• Torchy Blane : I think I'll have a snoop instead of a steak.

• Charles Gilbert : [after hearing Gahagan slurping his soup]  How did you find your soup?

  Gahagan : Oh, I just looked into the dish and there it was and it was swell.

  Torchy Blane : Hmm. So, I heard.

• Gahagan : [about his betting system]  Okay, I'll tell it to you, but yuh gotta keep mum.

  Torchy Blane : I'll be very secree-tive.

  Gahagan : I don't care about that, but yuh gotta keep it mum.

• Torchy Blane : So, they've got you muzzled. Well, listen, big boy, they're not gonna muzzle me. I'm a newspaper woman with a set of old fashioned morals and ethics that tell me I have an obligation to my readers. I'm gonna crack this Gilbert case and if you don't print this story I'll take it to a paper that will!

• Torchy Blane : Come on. I'm all ears and my palm itches.

• Gahagan : I'll tell you how it works. First, I concentrate. Sort of, go into a trance. Then I make me mind go blank.

  Torchy Blane : That should be very easy.

  Gahagan : Make my mind go blank? It's the easiest part of the system.

• Gahagan : Remember, keep my system to yourself. Only me and you and Steve know anything about it.

  Torchy Blane : Did you let Steve in on it?

  Gahagan : Oh, sure. But, you know Steve. I think the system is a little too much for his mental fatality.

• Torchy Blane : [at the racetrack]  Hello, stranger.

  Police Captain McTavish : Oh, hello Torchy. What are you doin' here?

  Torchy Blane : I came out to interview a horse; but, he's like the police department - he won't talk.

• Steve McBride : Listen, Torchy, what's the idea of tailing Mr. Gilbert?

  Torchy Blane : So, he's been telling tales to teacher, huh?

  Steve McBride : Listen! You'll keep out of it, if I have to frame a charge and throw you in jail!

  Torchy Blane : Oh, swell. Then I'll have you pitched for false arrest and maybe they'll put us in the same cell. Wouldn't that be ducky!

• Torchy Blane : Gahagan, a light begins to glimmer in the gloom.

  Gahagan : What gloom glimmers where?

• Gahagan : Oh, Torchy!

  Torchy Blane : What's the matter?

  Gahagan : Oh, I feel a poem comin' on: "If my job I should lose, You can blame a dame, You can't blame booze, And I'll tell you where to put the blame, Upon the head of Torchy Blane."

• Maxie : I don't like it, Torchy. Now, Bailey isn't supposed to be a killer. But, if he's cornered, he'll bite and scratch like the other rats.

  Torchy Blane : Well, this cat can do a little scratching on her own, too, you know.

• Charles Gilbert : Well, Miss Blane.

  Torchy Blane : Hello, Mr. Gilbert.

  Charles Gilbert : Come in. What a persistent pursuer.

  Torchy Blane : It's the ink in my blood, I guess.

• Torchy Blane : Steak! Oh, you must have known I was coming.

  Charles Gilbert : So, you are partial to steaks, Miss Blane?

  Torchy Blane : Aw! It's the fondest thing I is of.

• Charles Gilbert : We'll detain only until I finish my little job at the track.

  Torchy Blane : And when will that be?

  Charles Gilbert : Well, that depends upon another charming and unpredictable member of your sex: Lady Luck.

• Torchy Blane : [upon learning she and Gahagan are to be bound and gagged]  Maybe I shoulda married Steve and had babies?