To Have and Have Not (1944)
Lauren Bacall: Marie 'Slim' Browning
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Quotes
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Steve : I got to get nursie out of here or she never will come to.
[picks up Mme de Bursac who passed out from chloroform, Slim follows]
Slim : What are you trying to do, guess her weight?
Steve : She's heftier than you think.
[lays her down on a bed]
Steve : Better loosen her clothes.
Slim : You've been doing all right.
[Steve starts to loosen]
Slim : Eh, maybe you'd better look after her husband.
Steve : He's not going to run out on me.
Slim : Neither is she.
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Slim : You know you don't have to act with me, Steve. You don't have to say anything, and you don't have to do anything. Not a thing. Oh, maybe just whistle. You know how to whistle, don't you, Steve? You just put your lips together and... blow.
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Slim : You know Steve, you're not very hard to figure, only at times. Sometimes I know exactly what you're going to say. Most of the time. The other times... the other times, you're just a stinker.
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Steve : Anybody got a match?
Slim : Change your mind?
Steve : No money, those guys cleaned me out.
Slim : I forgot too - maybe I can do something, its been a long day and I'm thirsty.
[surveys club patrons]
Steve : Picked him out yet?
Slim : You don't mind do you?
Steve : You're thirsty, go ahead. If I get tired of waiting, I'll be back at that hotel.
Slim : All right
[starts moving through tables]
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Eddie : You know, you got to be careful of dead bees if you're goin' around barefooted, 'cause if you step on them they can sting you just as bad as if they was alive, especially if they was kind of mad when they got killed. I bet I been bit a hundred times that way.
Slim : You have? Why don't you bite them back?
Eddie : That's what Harry always says. But I ain't got no stinger.
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Slim : Well, it was nice while it lasted.
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Slim : You're sore, aren't you?
Steve : Why should I be?
Slim : I didn't behave very well, did I?
Steve : You did all right. You got the bottle, didn't you?
Slim : You're sore, aren't you?
Steve : Now, look, get this straight, I don't care...
Slim : I know. I know. You don't give a whoop what I do. But when I do it, you get sore.
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Cricket : You all set, Slim?
Slim : Sure, but don't make it sad, Cricket. I don't feel that way.
Cricket : You don't look that way, either. Let's go. Top note, boys.
Slim : [singing] Maybe it happens this way, Maybe we really belong together, But after all, how little we know, Maybe it's just for a day, Love is as changeable as the weather...
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Steve : Come on.
Slim : What are you talking about? Say, mister, what's got into you?
[Steve escorts her to a room, closes and locks the door]
Slim : What do you think you're gonna do?
Steve : I'm gonna get that wallet, Slim.
Slim : I'd rather you wouldn't call me Slim. I'm a little too skinny to take it kindly.
Steve : Quit the baby talk. Which is it?
Slim : You know, Steve, I wouldn't put it past you.
[pulls out Johnson's wallet from underneath her top]
Slim : I didn't know you were a hotel detective.
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Slim : It doesn't work. I brought that bottle up here to make you feel cheap. That didn't work either. Instead, I'm the one who feels cheap. I've never felt that way before.
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Slim : The story of my life. Where do you want me to begin?
Steve : I got a pretty fair idea already.
Slim : Who told you?
Steve : You did. That slap in the face you took.
Slim : What about it?
Steve : You hardly blinked an eye. It takes a lot of practice to do that. Yeah, I know a lot about you, Slim.
Slim : The next time I get slapped I better do something about it.
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Slim : What's the name of that tune?
Cricket : It hasn't got a name yet. I've just been foolin' around with the lyrics. They're not so hot, either. Would you like to hear them?
Slim : Sure.
[strikes a match, lights a cigarette, Cricket plays the piano]
Slim : Hmm-hmm-hmm. Hmm-hmm.
Cricket : [sings] I run to the telephone, Whenever it rings, I can't be alone, It's one of those things, I tell a star, My little whoas, Hang around the bar, Till it's ready to close, So it goes.
[speaks]
Cricket : And that's about as far as it goes.
Slim : I like it.
Cricket : Yes, if I could get the right lyric.
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Mme. Hellene de Bursac : I don't think I'll ever be angry again with anything you say.
Steve : Another screwy dame. Now, how can you...
Slim : [walks in after having listened to their conversation] Good morning. I hate to break this up, but I've brought some breakfast.
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Slim : Look out for those strings, Steve. You're liable to trip and break your neck.