Ingrid Bergman credited as playing...
Dr. Constance Petersen
- Constance Petersen: I think the greatest harm done the human race has been done by the poets.
- Anthony Edwardes: Oh, poets are dull boys, most of them, but not especially fiendish.
- Constance Petersen: They keep filling people's heads with delusions about love... writing about it as if it were a symphony orchestra or a flight of angels.
- Anthony Edwardes: Which is isn't, eh?
- Constance Petersen: Of course not. People fall in love, as they put it, because they respond to a certain hair coloring or vocal tones or mannerisms that remind them of their parents.
- Anthony Edwardes: Or... or... sometimes for no reason at all.
- Constance Petersen: That's not the point. The point is that people read about love as one thing and experience it as another. Well, they expect kisses to be like lyrical poems and embraces to be like Shakespearean dramas.
- Anthony Edwardes: And when they find out differently, then they get sick and have to be analyzed, eh?
- Constance Petersen: Yes, very often.
- Anthony Edwardes: Professor, you're suffering from "mogo on the gogo."
- Constance Petersen: I beg your pardon!
- Constance Petersen: All analysts have to be psychoanalyzed by other analysts before they start practicing.
- John Ballantyne: Ahhh, that's to make sure that they're not too crazy.
- Dr. Alex Brulov: We are speaking of a schizophrenic and not a Valentine.
- Constance Petersen: We are speaking of a man.
- Dr. Alex Brulov: And how do you know what his real character is?
- Constance Petersen: I know. I know.
- Dr. Alex Brulov: She knows. This is the way science goes backward. Who told you what he is? Freud? Or a crystal ball?
- Constance Petersen: I couldn't feel this way towards a man who was bad.
- Dr. Fleurot: I've watched your work for six months, it's *brilliant*, but lifeless. There's no intuition in it. You approach all your problems with an icepack on your head.
- Constance Petersen: Are you making love to me?
- Dr. Fleurot: I will in a moment. I'm just clearing the ground first.
- Constance Petersen: I'm here as your doctor only. It has nothing to do with love.
- [John kisses Constance and they embrace each other tightly]
- Constance Petersen: Nothing at all. Nothing at all...
- John Ballantyne: Oh, stop it! Babbling like some phoney King Solomon. You're filled with half-witted double talk that doesn't make sense. If there's anything I hate, it's a smug woman!
- Constance Petersen: [smiling] Darling, we're just beginning.
- [after John has finally admitted that Dr. Edwardes fell off a cliff in a skiing accident and that he did not murder him]
- Constance Petersen: Well, thank goodness it's all cleared up.
- Det. Lt. Cooley: Well, not quite, Dr. Petersen. I'm afraid a bullet was found in the body.
- Dr. Fleurot: It's rather like embracing a textbook.
- Constance Petersen: But why do you do it, then?
- Dr. Fleurot: Because you're not a textbook. You're a sweet, pulsing, adorable woman underneath. I sense it every time I come near to you.
- Constance Petersen: You sense only your own desires and pulsations.
- Anthony Edwardes: I know why you came in.
- Dr. Constance Petersen: [entranced] ... Why?
- Anthony Edwardes: Because something has happened to us.
- Dr. Constance Petersen: But it doesn't happen like that - in a day.
- Anthony Edwardes: It happens in a moment sometimes... I felt it this afternoon... It's like lightning striking... It strikes rarely.
- Anthony Edwardes: [He walks towards her; they kiss]
- Constance Petersen: If you shoot now, it is cold, deliberate murder. You'll be tried as a sane murderer, convicted as a sane man, and killed in the electric chair for your crime.
- Dr. Fleurot: Your lack of human and emotional experience is bad for you as a doctor - and fatal for you as a woman.
- Constance Petersen: I've heard that argument from a number of amorous psychiatrists.
- Dr. Fleurot: If you were anybody but Constance Petersen, the human glacier and the custodian of truth, I'd say.,,
- Constance Petersen: Yes, you'd say what?
- Dr. Fleurot: My dear, forgive me my scurrilously thoughts.
- House Detective: Looking for somebody, huh? All right, don't be afraid of me. I've got you spotted as a lady in trouble - and from out of town. Schoolteacher, or librarian, which is it?
- Constance Petersen: Schoolteacher.
- House Detective: I thought so. They always look like they've just lost something.
- Constance Petersen: I'm going to do what I want to do. Take care of you and cure you and remain with you until that happens.