Pillow Talk (1959)
Rock Hudson: Brad Allen
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Quotes
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Brad Allen : [on the phone pretending to be Rex] Am I gonna see you tonight?
Jan : I'd love to Rex, but I already have a date.
Brad Allen : Who with?
Jan : A client. You don't know him. Jonathan Forbes.
Brad Allen : Of course, you're not the kind of girl who would break a date.
Jan : No I'm not.
Brad Allen : And I ain't the kinda guy who'd ask you to.
Jan : I know you're not.
Brad Allen : I'll pick you up at 8.
Jan : I'll be ready.
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Brad Allen : I've had hangovers before, but this time, even my hair hurts.
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Jan : He was a perfect gentleman.
Brad Allen : That's even worse than I thought.
Jan : What do you mean?
Brad Allen : Well there are some men who... hmmm how shall I put it? Well they're very fond of their mothers... They like to share bits of gossip... collect recipes.
Jan : What a vicious thing to say!
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Brad Allen : Look, I don't know what's bothering you, but don't take your bedroom problems out on me.
Jan : I have no bedroom problems. There's nothing in my bedroom that bothers me.
Brad Allen : Oh-h-h-h. That's too bad.
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Brad Allen : Are you getting out of that bed, or am I coming in after you?
Jan : You wouldn't dare!
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Jonathan Forbes : Brad, she is the sweetest, she is the loveliest, she is the most talented woman I have ever met.
Brad Allen : That's what you said when you married that stripper.
Jonathan Forbes : She wasn't a stripper. She was an exotic dancer... with trained doves.
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Jan : [Jan and Brad are on the phone discussing a phone schedule] We're just going to have to live with each other.
Brad Allen : [Jan pauses, waiting for a response] Well?
Jan : I was waiting for you to say some off-color remark.
Brad Allen : Is that all you have on your mind?
Jan : Never mind my mind! You just stick to your half hour and I'll stick to mine!
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Brad Allen : Why don't you take her over for the rest of the evening?
Jonathan Forbes : Me?
Brad Allen : Yeah! Take her dancing maybe. She's dying to learn how to dance.
Jonathan Forbes : Wait wait. She doesn't know how to dance?
Brad Allen : Well naturally, she doesn't get out of the house very often.
Jonathan Forbes : What do you mean, "naturally"?
Brad Allen : Jonathan, believe me, you and Moose - I mean Miss Taggett will get along...
Jonathan Forbes : "Moose"?
Brad Allen : So what the girl picks up a nickname? You know, how cruel kids can be. Especially, when some is a little different.
Jonathan Forbes : Different? How Different?
Brad Allen : Well... You know...
[hesitatingly points to face]
Brad Allen : ... , just different.
Jonathan Forbes : [Pointing to a fat lady sitting at a table] That couldn't be her, could it?
Brad Allen : How can you tell?
[waves at the lady, who waves back]
Brad Allen : See? She's so friendly. C'mon.
Jonathan Forbes : Oh no! It's your muse. Happy Hunting!
[Gets coat, and leaves]
Brad Allen : Yes, indeed.
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Brad Allen : Did she cry?
Jonathan Forbes : Cry? I never knew a woman that size had that much water in her.
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Jan : [walks in after finishing a meeting with Jonathan and seeing Alma's on the kitchen extension] Hi, All, any calls?
Alma : [swooning, puts her hand over the receiver] It's him.
[Alma goes back to listening on the phone, and Jan smirks and looks at her watch]
Jan : [Jan walks over to Alma, and takes the phone out of her hand] Mr. Allen, you're on *my* half-hour.
[Jan hangs the phone up with a smirk]
Alma : Party pooper!
[Alma grabs her bag, and lumbers to the front door]
Jan : [Jan chuckles and starts walking away when the phone rings. She picks it up] Hello?
Brad Allen : Don't ever do that, again.
Jan : Mr. Allen, we made an agreement; you were on *my* time.
Brad Allen : Alright. So, I overlapped by a few measly minutes. What am I supposed to do when someone calls me? Be as rude as you are?
Jan : Have you anything else to say?
Brad Allen : Yes. Get off my back, lady. Stop living vicariously on what you think I do! There are plenty of warm rolls in the bakery - stop pressing your nose against the window!
[slams phone down]
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Brad Allen : [Regarding Alma] The State Department could use her. What a party girl she'd make; in Moscow!
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Jonathan Forbes : Brad, as a friend... Sit down, boy. As a friend, I only hope one day you find a girl like this. You ought to quit all this chasing around, get married.
Brad Allen : Why? Why?
Jonathan Forbes : You're not getting any younger, fella. Oh, sure, it's fun, it's exciting. Dancing, nightclubbing with a different doll every night. But there comes a time when a man wants to give up that kind of life.
Brad Allen : Why?
Jonathan Forbes : Because he wants to create a stable, lasting relationship with one person. Brad, believe me, there is nothing in this world so wonderful, so fulfilling, as coming home to the same woman every night.
Brad Allen : Why?
Jonathan Forbes : Because that's what it means to be adult. A wife, a family, a house. A mature man wants those responsibilities.
Brad Allen : Why?
Jonathan Forbes : Well, if you want to, you can find tricky arguments against anything. I gotta get out of here. What have you got against marriage anyway?
Brad Allen : Jonathan, before a man gets married, he's like a tree in the forest. He stands there independent, an entity unto himself. And then he's chopped down, his branches are cut off, he's stripped of his bark and he's thrown into the river with the rest of the logs. Then this tree is taken to the mill. And when it comes out, it's no longer a tree. It's the vanity table, the breakfast nook, the baby crib, and the newspaper that lines the family garbage can.
