A Patch of Blue (1965)

Shelley Winters: Rose-Ann D'Arcey

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Quotes 

• Rose-Ann D'Arcey : I just bet he is. I bet you're learning swell things from that black buck!

  Selina D'Arcy : Shut up! Don't you dare say those ugly things about Gordon! He's a lot better than anybody...

  Rose-Ann D'Arcey : Don't you tell me to shut up, you ungrateful little chippy!

  [smacks her face, she slaps her back and shoves her] 

  Rose-Ann D'Arcey : Hit me, would ye, your own mother? Is that what you're learning from your black boyfriend?

  [slaps her face] 

  Selina D'Arcy : Ow! Stop it, I hate you!

  Rose-Ann D'Arcey : If I ever, If I ever catch you with him again, I'll beat the hell out of you!

  Ole' Pa : [grabs her, shouts]  What the hell is the matter here? What are you trying to do to Selina?

  Rose-Ann D'Arcey : You stay out of this one, you stupid, old drunk!

  [shoves him] 

  Ole' Pa : Who're you calling stupid? Why, you three-buck broad, you...

  [Rose-Ann smacks him] 

  Ole' Pa : Okay. You black-hearted bitch, If you want to fight!

  [removes his jacket and Rose-Ann began to throwing things] 

  Rose-Ann D'Arcey : You filthy old bum! In all my 35 years, I never saw a filthy old bum! My own father!

  Ole' Pa : 35 years? 45 is more like it!

• [Rose-Ann sees that Selina D'Arcy and Gordon Ralfe, she charges angrily to her] 

  Selina D'Arcy : I hope it's still okay.

  Rose-Ann D'Arcey : [angry]  Defy me again, would you? You little tramp!

  [grabs her wrists] 

  Selina D'Arcy : Stop it!

  Gordon Ralfe : Wait a minute!

  Rose-Ann D'Arcey : Oh, and as for you! I got a good mind to call a cop!

  Gordon Ralfe : For what I hear, that wouldn't be such a bad idea.

  Rose-Ann D'Arcey : What?

  [to Selina] 

  Rose-Ann D'Arcey : Wait till I get you home, blabbermouth!

  [grabs her] 

  Selina D'Arcy : Let me go!

  [runs away from her and Gordon runs to her] 

  Rose-Ann D'Arcey : Selina!

  Selina D'Arcy : No!

  [trips over and Gordon tries to grab and comfort her, groans] 

  Gordon Ralfe : That's all right, be quiet. It's all right.

  Rose-Ann D'Arcey : [running to Gordon]  Take your filthy hands off my kid!

  [grabs his wrists] 

  Gordon Ralfe : [slaps her hand]  Leave her alone, Mrs. D'Arcey!

  Rose-Ann D'Arcey : [to everybody]  Did you see that? He struck me, he struck me!