The Bride Comes Home 1935
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Socialite Somniless توسط دو مرد جوان به عنوان یک جلوی در برنامه خود برای شروع یک مجله استخدام می شود. به زودی، با این حال، آنها خود را بیشتر علاقه مند به او نسبت به سرمایه گذاری خود را.
The Bride Comes Home (1935):
A penniless socialite is hired by two young men as a front in their plan to start a magazine. Soon, however, they find themselves more interested in her than in their publishing venture.
Locations: Paramount Studios - 5555 Melrose Avenue, Hollywood, Los Angeles, California, USA
Keywords: screwball comedy, damsel in distress, deception, tension, actress name in tagline
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The Bride Comes Home
Cyrus Anderson: [explaining his duties to Claudette Colbert as bodyguard to Robert Young] He starts fights, and I finish them.
Jeannette Desmereau: What does an assistant editor do? Cyrus Anderson: Yes, what does she do? Jack Bristow: Well, how should I know? You're the editor.
Cyrus Anderson: What types of stories and articles do you think should appeal most to men? Jack Bristow: Don't you answer him.
Jeannette Desmereau: Besides. I'd like to have enough money to put my father through college.
Cyrus Anderson: Forty bucks a week, and look at her. Just a hunk of whip cream from the Gold Coast. For 15 bucks we could at least have hired a girl who could spell "cat."
Jeannette Desmereau: I guess this is the only chance I have to tell you that I think you're a mean, stupid, illiterate, overgrown, hog-faced, mule-eared idiot.
Jeannette Desmereau: There we were, sitting by the beach, thinking about nothing. So, naturally, we thought about you. At first we were going to buy a shotgun, but then Jack thought that would be too messy so all at once we discovered this. [She take a huge rock out of her purse, that filled the purse]
Jeannette Desmereau: Oh, I guess I love you at that. Cyrus Anderson: Doesn't that make you mad? Jeannette Desmereau: A little. I came here to throw a rock at you.
Jack Bristow: [after he walks in on Cy and Jeanette kissing] I thought you hated him. Jeannette Desmereau: So did I. Jack Bristow: I've asked you to marry me 50 times. At least 50 times. [Looking at Cy] Jack Bristow: You knew that. Cyrus Anderson: I guess I forgot.
The Judge: Don't you talk to me like that. I'm not going to be your wife.
Cyrus Anderson: Can't you see what's happening? Will you get your watermelon head out of this? The Judge: Sooo, I'm a watermelon head, am I?
Jack Bristow: Well, remember about 18 years ago when I put a hair from a horses tail in a bottle of water because you said it would turn into a snake?
Jack Bristow: And I can promise you a life wrapped up in making you happy.
Jeannette Desmereau: I suppose the world is full of women eating their hearts out for the wrong man. When the right one stands by ready to offer everything in the world that counts. I don't know what I'm waiting for.
Alfred Desmereau: Hello, Cy. Cyrus Anderson: Where's Jeanette? Are you her father? Alfred Desmereau: I don't know. Cyrus Anderson: What kind of talk is that? Alfred Desmereau: I said I don't know where she is.
Alfred Desmereau: She threw an inkwell at me once, her mother. Cyrus Anderson: Yeah?
Cyrus Anderson: Huh? Yeah! Well, what's the matter with me? Alfred Desmereau: Everything. You act like a mule-skinner. You look like you just swallowed a piece of sandpaper. Cyrus Anderson: I suppose you're knee deep in beauty prizes? Alfred Desmereau: At least I don't break into a house as though I were raiding an opium den. And greet the butler by calling him a liar.
Cyrus Anderson: So he grabbed her when my back is turned, huh. The snake in the grass. Why the dirty lowdown...
Alfred Desmereau: [Riding in the motorcycle sidecar] Are you sure you know how to stop this thing when we do get there? Cyrus Anderson: I thought I could run it into a tree. Alfred Desmereau: Maybe it would've been better if we never met.
Jack Bristow: Hello! We wanna get married. Henry: Are you drunk? Jeannette Desmereau: No, but we can get drunk. Henry: You're in the wrong place, neighbor. Jack Bristow: Oh, we were only foolin', honest.
Henry: How about your license? Jack Bristow: What license? Henry: Your marriage license. What do you think this is, a hamburger stand? Jeannette Desmereau: I wouldn't be surprised.
Henry: Emmy. Hey, Emmy. Come on down here. There's another pair of those uh, whatchamacallits from Chicago.