Spring in Park Lane (1948)

Michael Wilding: Richard

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• Judy Howard : Well, where is Perkins?

  Lord Richard : Oh, he's butling about somewhere.

• Judy Howard : Do you mind telling me what it is you want?

  Lord Richard : Well, need we go into that? It's a bit sordid.

  Judy Howard : Really? Well, I'd still like to know, if I'm not being too inquisitive.

  Lord Richard : Oh, of course not, no. Well, shall we say, um, a fiver a week and every other Thursday?

  Judy Howard : What?

• Judy Howard : Well, you're sure this is the house you meant to come to?

  Lord Richard : Well, I really didn't mean to. I should say it's more fate. The lines are drawn and bingo.

  Judy Howard : Would you excuse me a moment?

  Lord Richard : Anything I can do?

  Judy Howard : [Nervously retreats backwards]  Oh no, no. Stay just where you are.

• Lord Richard : Well, you will pass this way again, won't you?

  Judy Howard : Oh, yes, yes.

  [She turns and walks into Perkins who's just come into the room] 

  Judy Howard : Perkins, there's a raving madman there and he said that you let him in. Would you please let him out again?

  Perkins : Oh, that isn't a madman, Miss Judy. That's Richard. He's applied for the position of footman here.

  Judy Howard : Footman? Ha, ha, ha, ha!

• Lord Richard : Oh, Miss Judy. May I ask you a favor?

  Judy Howard : It depends on what it is.

  Lord Richard : Would you put in a good word for me with the master? That is, if you know the old geezer well enough.

  Judy Howard : I know the old geezer well enough, Richard. I'm his niece.

  Lord Richard : His niece?

  Judy Howard : Yes, his niece.

  Lord Richard : Blimey.

• Kate O'Malley : Young man, you're engaged. But remember this - the first time you trump an ace of mine, you'll fire yourself.

  Lord Richard : Mrs. O'Malley, the first time I trump an ace of yours, I'll shoot myself.

  Kate O'Malley : Good!

• Lord Richard : [Getting up to answer the front door bell]  Open the door, Richard.

• Judy Howard : It's a good thing you're not deaf as well as short-sighted, Richard.

  Lord Richard : Yes, but I think around Mr. Maitland I was a little dazzled.

• Perkins : I tremble to think of the evening before us. I must have an aspirin.

  Lord Richard : Make it two.

• Lord Richard : You're very beautiful, if I may say so, Miss Judy.

  Judy Howard : What was that?

  Lord Richard : I said it was a very beautiful evening, miss.

  Judy Howard : Did you?

• Lord Richard : Are you going to marry Borechester?

  Judy Howard : What did you say?

  Lord Richard : What did I say?

  Judy Howard : Well, you said, "Are you going to marry Borechester?"

  Lord Richard : Did I say that? Very impertinent of me.

  Judy Howard : Extremely impertinent.

  Lord Richard : Extremely impertinent. Are you?

  Judy Howard : Richard, will you please tell Perkins I'd like to see him in the dining room to discuss the dinner arrangements.

  Lord Richard : Very good, Miss.

• Basil Maitland : [Speaking with Judy at dinner]  So, I said to them, "Forget my looks and charm for once. Give me something I can act." And, so, finally they did. I must say I...

  Lord Richard : [as the footman serving at table, holds out a serving tray]  A little ham, sir?

• Marquis of Borechester : Judy, I don't want to press you to make up your mind in a hurry, but couldn't you give me some hint as to what your answer will be?

  Lord Richard : [as the butler, holds out a serving tray]  Nuts!

  Marquis of Borechester : No, thank you very much. I never touch them.

• Mildred Howard : [Speaking to Judy about Basil Maitland]  My dear, he must have a sense of humor. He couldn't get all those parts he does.

  Judy Howard : You can take it from me, mother, he hasn't.

  Mildred Howard : What about his lordship?

  Lord Richard : [Passing them in the opposite direction]  Not a glimmer.

  Mildred Howard : What did you say, Richard?

  Lord Richard : I said, I hope you enjoyed your dinner, madam.

  Mildred Howard : Oh, yes, yes, thank you.

  Lord Richard : Do you want some coffee?

  Mildred Howard : No thank you, Richard.

  [He walks off] 

  Mildred Howard : Well, I must be mad. I thought he said, "Not a glimmer."

  Judy Howard : He did.

  Mildred Howard : He did?

• Rosie : Penny for your thoughts, Richard.

  Lord Richard : Rosie, you are far too young.

• Judy Howard : Are you in the habit of making love to your employer's secretary?

  Lord Richard : No, miss. That was my first experience in that branch of domestic service.

• Judy Howard : Well, perhaps your other employers didn't have secretaries, or did they?

  Lord Richard : Not ones that used that particular kind of perfume, miss.

  Judy Howard : Do you like it?

  Lord Richard : If I may say so, miss, you're making the blotting out process very difficult.

• Judy Howard : Richard, what were you doing before you were a footman?

  Lord Richard : Uh, I was in the Navy.

  Judy Howard : ...but doing what?

  Lord Richard : Being seasick.

• Judy Howard : Richard, why don't you just go to the police and take what's coming to you?

  Lord Richard : The police? What on earth for? I haven't done anything.

  Judy Howard : Oh, well, you've answered that one anyway.

• Lord Richard : I can do better. If I get going, Basil Maitland and the squire, uh, his lordship couldn't touch me.

  Judy Howard : You don't like them, do you?

  Lord Richard : Well, do you?

  Judy Howard : I think that's none of your business.

  Lord Richard : I'm sorry.

• Lord Richard : They made a picture. Did you see the picture?

  Uncle Joshua Howard : Yes.

  Lord Richard : Tyrone Power, very handsome fellow...

  Judy Howard : Wasn't in it.

  Lord Richard : Oh, he wasn't in it. It was a tall fellow, I think...

• Judy Howard : [Richard is polishing the floor as Judy was playing the piano]  You um, like music, Richard?

  Lord Richard : Yes, miss, especially pretty feet.

  Judy Howard : What did you say?

  Lord Richard : I said, especially that petite suite, miss.

  Judy Howard : Which petite suite?

  Lord Richard : That Petite Suite of Tchaikovsky you were just playing.

  Judy Howard : Oh, mmm. That's what it sounded like?

  Lord Richard : Oh, yes, vaguely, miss, heh, heh.

  Judy Howard : It may have sounded like it, Richard, but it was not the Petite Suite of Tchaikovsky.

  Lord Richard : No, miss?

  Judy Howard : No, Richard.

  Lord Richard : Well, that's how it sounded to me down there where I was.

  [Pointing to the floor beneath the piano] 

• Perkins : Well, how are you, my lord? Why are you hear?

  [They've just bumped into each other in from of the lions cage in the London zoo] 

  Lord Richard : Well, I thought I was about to be thrown to the lions - I might as well get acquainted.