The World of Henry Orient (1964)

Tippy Walker: Val Boyd

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• [Val induces a fantasy about Gil's divorced parents] 

  Val Boyd : Think your Dad will ever come back?

  Marian Gilbert : Why can he? He's married and has a couple of kids.

  Val Boyd : But how do you know he's happy?

  Marian Gilbert : He's crazy about her.

  Val Boyd : I know, but just suppose he suddenly realized his second marriage was a tragic mistake. His eyes are opened at last, and he knows now that your mother is the only woman he's ever loved in his whole life.

  Marian Gilbert : I don't think there's much chance of that.

  Val Boyd : So there's nothing to do but tell her the truth... the scond wife I mean. He's simply got to go back to the only woman he's loved in his whole life. Good-bye, second wife.

  Marian Gilbert : You think that's really possible?

  Val Boyd : Well, he's got no other choice. He can't go living a lie, can he? He's got to go back to his one true love.

  Marian Gilbert : Maybe, during Christmas.

  Val Boyd : Chirstmas Eve maybe.

  Marian Gilbert : About 6:00.

  Val Boyd : You and your mother are all alone trimming the tree, when suddenly the doorbell rings.

  Marian Gilbert : I'd be the one to go and answer it.

  Val Boyd : But you'd be wondering 'who on earth it could be,' because you weren't expectign anyone. He'd open the door, and he'd be standig there simply loaded with presents. And before you could say anything, he'd say, 'Shhhh,' because he wants to surprise your mother. At first, he'd give you a big hugh, just as tight as he could.

  Marian Gilbert : And them Mom would come down wondering who it was, beause she'd be wondering why she didn't hear anybody say anything.

  Val Boyd : And for a long time, they'd just stand there and stare at each other not saying anything.

  Marian Gilbert : They wouldn't have to.

  Val Boyd : [sighing mid-sentence]  And then he'd take her in his arms, and rain kisses on her upturned face, and they'd just... love each other to death right there at the front door.

• Val Boyd : He's got a very masculine voice.

  Marian Gilbert : Like Gregory Peck's.

• Val Boyd : You know, I don't know whether I ought to or not, but I feel awfully happy... in a sort of sad way.

• Val Boyd : I adore him! You can tell the whole world if you want to that, I, Valerie Campbell Boyd, love and adore the great and beautiful and wonderful Henry Orient, world without end, amen.

• Val Boyd : He tell humble rickshaw to wait.

• Val Boyd : What is it?

  Marian Gilbert : The eternal flame of the garden of the gods. Turn off the light. Oh, August flame of the ten thousand mandarins, hark your humble servants. Come on. Kowtow to it.

  Val Boyd : Oh, moon of my secret heart, speak to your worshipful Cherry Blossom.

  Marian Gilbert : Golden Bells. I'm Cherry Blossom now.

  Val Boyd : Speak to your worshipful Golden Bells, oh, Moon of the glorious apricot.

  Marian Gilbert : Give us the wisdom of the mysterious Orient, oh, mighty King of the Kong.

  Val Boyd : A magical sign from the tomb of our honorable ancestors.

• [last lines] 

  Val Boyd : Know what I would like?

  Marian Gilbert : What?

  Val Boyd : A mouth like a crimson gash.

  Marian Gilbert : Hey, that's a cool idea!

• Marian Gilbert : Who's the boy you necked with?

  Val Boyd : Somebody said his name was George.

• Marian Gilbert : Valerie Boyd, you shaved your legs!

  Val Boyd : You are the biggest blabbermouth.

  Marian Gilbert : You didn't tell me.

  Val Boyd : I don't have to tell you everything.

  Avis Gilbert : What is it?

  Marian Gilbert : She shaved her legs!

  Erica Booth : Louder. Some of the people on the balcony can't hear you.

  Marian Gilbert : You're gonna have bristles.

  Val Boyd : Not if I keep shaving.

  Avis Gilbert : Please, girls.

  Marian Gilbert : But why'd you do it? You're not so hairy.

  Val Boyd : I'm old enough if I want to.

  Marian Gilbert : I mean, it's not as if you were as hairy as Kafritz.

  Val Boyd : Talbot's hairier than Kafritz, arms and legs.

  Marian Gilbert : But, it doesn't show so much on her. She's a blonde. A brunette always looks hairier than a blonde. Kafritz is the hairiest.

• Val Boyd : [describing the concept of "adventuring" to Gil]  I mean, like, jumping right out of your skin, and being absolutely somebody else. Not just pretending, but actually *being* somebody else.

• [Gil has smuggled food into her room for Val, who has run away from home] 

  Marian Gilbert : If you'd let me tell Mom, I could get some cranberry sauce too.

  Val Boyd : No, no matter how nice they are, they all belong to the same club, or union, or something. And the minute it's about a daughter, boom, straight to the telephone.

• Marian Gilbert : I'm used to living with Mom and Boothy.

  Val Boyd : Boothy?

  Marian Gilbert : She's an old friend who lives with us. She's swell.

• Marian Gilbert : My last thoughts were of him.

  Val Boyd : Who?

  Marian Gilbert : Gregory Peck.

  Val Boyd : Too old.

• Val Boyd : Boothy!

  Erica Booth : From one kook to another.

• Val Boyd : This is love, Gilbert. Oh, my dreamy dream of dreams, my beautiful, adorable, Oriental Henry. How can I prove to you that I'm yours?

• Erica Booth : Say, hey, what's this avant-garde stuff it says here?

  Val Boyd : Sure, way out! It said it in 'The Times'.

  Erica Booth : No tune?

  Val Boyd : Are you kidding?

  Erica Booth : I hope I don't throw up.

• Tobacconist : What's your mother's name?

  Val Boyd : Jayne Mansfield.

  Tobacconist : That's your mother? Jayne Mansfield!

• Val Boyd : Boy, am I gonna get some goodies now! Four Seasons, 21. That's the only kind of place they go to, you know. And someplace where everything's on fire when they bring it to the table. I may get the gout!

• [talking about the school] 

  Val Boyd : You're new here too, aren't you?

  Marian Gilbert : Last month.

  Val Boyd : You like it?

  Marian Gilbert : They say it's the finest girls' school in the country.

  Val Boyd : I don't either.