Rear Window (1954)
Grace Kelly: Lisa Fremont
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Quotes
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Lisa Fremont : I wish I could be creative.
L.B. Jefferies : Oh sweetie, you are. You have a great talent for creating difficult situations.
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L.B. Jefferies : Why would a man leave his apartment three times on a rainy night with a suitcase and come back three times?
Lisa Fremont : He likes the way his wife welcomes him home.
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Lisa Fremont : What's he doing? Cleaning house?
L.B. Jefferies : He's washing and scrubbing down the bathroom walls.
Stella : Must've splattered a lot.
[both Jeff and Lisa look at Stella with disgust]
Stella : Come on, that's what were all thinkin'. He killed her in there, now he has to clean up those stains before he leaves.
Lisa Fremont : Stella... your choice of words!
Stella : Nobody ever invented a polite word for a killin' yet.
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L.B. Jefferies : When am I going to see you again?
Lisa Fremont : [angry] Not for a long time...
[softening]
Lisa Fremont : at least not until tomorrow night.
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Lisa Fremont : I'm not much on rear window ethics.
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Lisa Fremont : How's your leg?
L.B. Jefferies : Hurts a little.
Lisa Fremont : Your stomach?
L.B. Jefferies : Empty as a football.
Lisa Fremont : And your love life?
L.B. Jefferies : Not too active.
Lisa Fremont : Anything else bothering you?
L.B. Jefferies : Uh-huh, who are you?
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Lisa Fremont : Today's a very special day.
L.B. Jefferies : It's just another run-of-the-mill Wednesday. The calendar's full of 'em.
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Tom Doyle : How do you do?
Lisa Fremont : We think Thorwald's guilty.
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Lisa Fremont : The last thing Mrs. Thorwald would leave behind would be her wedding ring. Stella, do you ever leave yours at home?
Stella : The only way somebody would get that would be to chop off my - finger. Let's go down to the garden and find out what's buried there.
Lisa Fremont : Why not? I always wanted to meet Mrs. Thorwald.
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L.B. Jefferies : Those two yellow zinnias at the end, they're shorter now. Now since when do flowers grow shorter over the course of two weeks? Something's buried there.
Lisa Fremont : Mrs. Thorwald!
Stella : You haven't spent much time around cemeteries, have you? Mr. Thorwald could hardly bury his wife's body in plot of ground about one foot square. Unless he put her in standing on end, in which case he wouldn't need the knives and saw.
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Lisa Fremont : What's a logical explanation for a woman taking a trip with no luggage?
L.B. Jefferies : That she didn't know she was going on a trip and where she was going she wouldn't need any luggage.
Lisa Fremont : Exactly.
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[describing a dress]
Lisa Fremont : A steal at $1,100.
L.B. Jefferies : Eleven hundred? They ought to list that dress on the stock exchange.
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L.B. Jefferies : She's like a queen bee with her pick of the drones.
Lisa Fremont : I'd say she's doing a woman's hardest job: juggling wolves.
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Lisa Fremont : Why would Thorwald want to kill a little dog? Because it knew too much?
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Lisa Fremont : Jeff, you know if someone came in here, they wouldn't believe what they'd see. You and me with long faces plunged into despair because we find out a man didn't kill his wife. We're two of the most frightening ghouls I've ever known.
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Lisa Fremont : Well, if there's one thing I know, it's how to wear the proper clothes.
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Lisa Fremont : Where does a man get inspiration to write a song like that?
L.B. Jefferies : He gets it from the landlady once a month.
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Lisa Fremont : A woman never goes anywhere but the hospital without packing makeup, clothes, and jewelry.
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Lisa Fremont : According to you, people should be born, live, and die in the same place.
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Lisa Fremont : A murderer would never parade his crime in front of an open window.
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Lisa Fremont : Tell me exactly what you saw and what you think it means.
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Lisa Fremont : Oh I love funny exiting lines.
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Lisa Fremont : You can't ignore the wife dissapearing, and the trunk, and the jewelery.
Tom Doyle : I checked the railroad station. Yesterday at 6:20 am, he bought a ticket. Ten minutes later, he put his wife on a train. Destination: Meritsville. I asure you, the witnesses are that deep.
Lisa Fremont : That might have been a woman, but it couldn't have been Mrs. Thorwald. That jewelery...
Tom Doyle : Look, Miss Fremont, that feminine intuition stuff sells magazines, but in real life it's still a fairy tale. I don't know how many times I chased down leads based on women's intuition.
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Lisa Fremont : Did Lt. Doyle think I stole this purse?
L.B. Jefferies : No, Lisa, I don't think he did.
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L.B. Jefferies : All right, Doyle. I take it that you didn't find the trunk. And all of this is just some speech you made up at a policeman's ball!
Tom Doyle : I found the trunk, a half an hour after I left here this morning. It was at Grand Central Station.
Lisa Fremont : I suppose it's necessary for a man to tie up a trunk with heavy rope?
Tom Doyle : If the lock is broken, yes.
L.B. Jefferies : And what did you find inside the trunk? Surely no tomato paste to me?
Tom Doyle : Mrs. Thorwald's clothes. Clean, well-packed, not stylish, but presentable.
Lisa Fremont : Didn't you take them to the crime lab to have them examined?
Tom Doyle : I re-packed them and sent them on their merry and legal way.
L.B. Jefferies : Why would a woman who is going away for a short trip does she take everything that she owns?
Tom Doyle : [glares at Lisa] Let's let the female psychologist answer that.
Lisa Fremont : It's looks to me like she is never coming back.
Tom Doyle : Now, that is known as a private family quarrel.
L.B. Jefferies : All right, but if she was never coming back, why didn't he tell his landlord that? I'll tell you why Thorwald never told his landlord that his wife was never coming back. It's because he was hiding something in the apartment... or he still is.
Tom Doyle : [stares at Lisa's overnight bag nearby] Do you tell your landlord everything?
L.B. Jefferies : [embarassed] Uh... I told you to be careful, Tom.
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L.B. Jefferies : I've seen bickering and family quarrels and mysterious trips at night, and knives and saws and ropes, and now since last evening, not a sign of the wife. How do you explain that?
Lisa Fremont : Maybe she died.
L.B. Jefferies : Where's the doctor? Where's the undertaker?
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Tom Doyle : Oh, Jeff, if you need any more help, consult the yellow pages in your telephone directory.
Lisa Fremont : Oh, I love funny exit lines.
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Tom Doyle : Lars Thorwald... is no more a murderer than I am.
L.B. Jefferies : [stunned] You mean that you can explain everything strange that has been going on over there, and is still going on?
Tom Doyle : No, and neither can you. That's a secret private world you're looking into out there. People do a lot of things in private they couldn't possibly explain in public.
Lisa Fremont : Like killing their wives?
Tom Doyle : Get that idea out of your head. It will only lead you in the wrong direction.
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L.B. Jefferies : I made a simple statement, a true statement, but I can back it up if you'll just shut up for a minute.
Lisa Fremont : If your opinion is as rude as your manner, I don't think I care to hear it.
L.B. Jefferies : Oh, come on now, simmer down.
Lisa Fremont : I can't fit in here, you can't fit in there. According to you, people should be born, live, and die on the same spot.
L.B. Jefferies : Shut up!
