Arthur (1981)

Dudley Moore: Arthur Bach

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• Arthur : Hobson?

  Hobson : Yes.

  Arthur : Do you know what I'm going to do?

  Hobson : No, I don't.

  Arthur : I'm going to take a bath.

  Hobson : I'll alert the media.

  Arthur : [rises]  Do you want to run my bath for me?

  Hobson : That's what I live for.

  [Arthur exits] 

  Hobson : Perhaps you would like me to come in there and wash your dick for you, you little shit.

• Susan : A real woman could stop you from drinking.

  Arthur : It'd have to be a real BIG woman.

• Arthur : I race cars, play tennis, and fondle women, BUT! I have weekends off, and I am my own boss.

• Arthur : You're a hooker? Jesus, I forgot! I just thought I was doing GREAT with you!

• Arthur : What are you doing later tonight?

  Linda : Oh, I have plans for tonight. What should I wear?

  Hobson : Steal something casual.

• Burt Johnson : I don't drink because drinking affects your decision-making.

  Arthur : You may be right. I can't decide.

• Perry's Wife : [screams]  MY HUSBAND HAS A GUN!

  Arthur : I'm sure he does, madam. For all I know, he shot it while you screamed.

• Arthur : Oh, stay with me, Hobson. You know I hate to be alone.

  Hobson : Yes, bathing is a lonely business.

  Arthur : Except for fish.

  Hobson : I beg your pardon? Did you say "except for fish"?

  Arthur : Yes... fish all bathe together. Although they do tend to eat one another. I often think... fish must get awfully tired of seafood. What are you thoughts, Hobson?

  Hobson : Pardon me...

  [rises, removes Arthur's top hat and smacks him upside the head] 

• Hobson : Would you remove your helmet, please?

  Arthur : Why?

  Hobson : Please.

  [Arthur hands him his helmet] 

  Hobson : Thank you. Now your goggles.

  Arthur : Why?

  Hobson : Please.

  [Arthur hands him his goggles] 

  Hobson : Thank you.

  [slaps him across the face repeatedly] 

  Hobson : You spoiled little bastard! You're a man who has everything, haven't you, but that's not enough. You feel unloved, Arthur, welcome to the world. Everyone is unloved. Now stop feeling sorry for yourself. And incidentally, I love you.

• [Arthur suddenly laughs uproariously] 

  Gloria : What's so funny now?

  Arthur : Sometimes I just think funny things.

• Arthur : Hobson, do you know the worst part, the WORST part of being me?

  Hobson : I should imagine your breath.

• Arthur : [pointing at a mounted moose on the wall]  Where's the rest of this moose?

  Burt Johnson : Arthur, I think it's time we got to know one another.

  Arthur : I do too. That's why I had you come over today. Hmhmhmhm. This is a tough room.

  Arthur : [patting the moose]  I don't have to tell you that.

  Arthur : You must've hated this moose.

  Burt Johnson : Why don't you forget the moose for a moment!

  Arthur : [looks at the moose; then, to Burt]  Right.

• Burt Johnson : [smiling broadly]  When I was 11 years old, I KILLED a man.

  Arthur : Well, when you're 11 you probably don't even know there's a law against that. Is Susan here?

  Burt Johnson : I knew what I was doing. We were poor. He came into our house to steal our food.

  Arthur : Well, he was asking for it.

  Burt Johnson : I took a knife, and I killed him in the kitchen.

  Arthur : You, uh... probably ate out that night, what with that man lying in your kitchen.

  Burt Johnson : You seem to find humor in everything.

  Arthur : Yeah, sorry.

• Burt Johnson : Hello, Arthur.

  Arthur : Hello, Mr. Johnson.

  Burt Johnson : I haven't seen much of you lately.

  Arthur : Well, the reason you haven't seen much of me is because I, I normally pick Susan up at her apartment in town. And you live here. Want a drink?

  Burt Johnson : I never drink. No one in my family ever drinks.

  Arthur : That's great! You probably never run out of ice your whole life!

• Gloria : My mother died when I was six.

  Arthur : [bangs his fist on the table]  Son of a bitch! Don't they know what they do to kids?

  Gloria : My father raped me when I was twelve.

  Arthur : So, you had six relatively good years? I'm sorry. Listen, my father screwed me, too.

• Arthur : [waiting at Arthur's father's office]  I hate it here!

  Hobson : Of course you hate it. People work here.

• Arthur : [to the mounted moosehead in Burt's den]  This must be awfully embarrassing for you.

• Arthur : Have you ever been on a yacht?

  Linda : No, is it wonderful?

  Arthur : It doesn't suck.

• Arthur : Everyone who drinks is not a poet. Maybe some of us drink because we're not poets.

• Susan : Arthur, will you take my hand?

  Arthur : That would leave you with one!

• Arthur : He's taking the knife out of the cheese!

  Linda : Oh, my God!

  Arthur : Do you think he wants some cheese?

  Linda : No, I think we're gonna die!

• [in a department store, Arthur and Hobson see Linda putting a tie in her bag] 

  Arthur : Hobson, did you see that?

  Hobson : [wearily]  Yes.

  Arthur : She stole that tie! It's the perfect crime; girls don't wear ties! Although some do; it's not a perfect crime, but it's a good crime.

  Hobson : Yes; if she murdered the ties it would be the perfect crime. Why are you so happy about all this?

• Arthur : I've never taken care of anybody. Everybody's always taken care of me. But if you got sick, or anything, I'd take care of you.

  Linda : Then I'll get sick.

• Arthur : It's terribly small, tiny little country. Rhode Island could beat the crap out of it in a war. THAT'S how small it is.

• Arthur : [a very intoxicated Arthur is addressing the congregation of attendees for his wedding]  ummmm... ummmm... Ladies and gentlemen... I'm sorry... As you probably have surmised by now... there will be no wedding. The bride... has had second thoughts... and has decided not to marry me... Most of you know me... Can you blame her?

• Arthur : [soliciting a prostitute]  What I had in mind was spending the night with a stranger who loves me.

  Gloria : Gonna cost you a hundred bucks.

  Arthur : Oh, yeah? What time do you get off?

  [bursts out laughing] 

  Arthur : Oh, that's funny!

• Arthur : Do you want anything?

  Hobson : I want to be younger.

  Arthur : Sorry, it's your job to be older.

• Arthur : Can you take the next sixty years off?

  Linda : I'll have to ask.

• Arthur : Bitterman! Do you want to double your salary?

  Bitterman : Yes sir!

  Arthur : Then open that door!

• Arthur : They recently had the whole country carpeted. This is *not* a big place.

• Arthur : Isn't this fun? Isn't fun the best thing to have? Don't you wish you were me? I know I do.

• Arthur : [while taking a bath]  God, isn't life wonderful, Hobson?

  Hobson : Yes, Arthur, it is. Do your armpits.

  Arthur : A hot bath is wonderful... Girls are WONDERFUL!

  Hobson : Yes, imagine how wonderful a girl who bathes would be. Get dressed.

• Arthur : Don't you HATE Perry's wife?

• Arthur : I just told Linda I was getting engaged.

  Hobson : I don't know why; a little tart like that could save you a fortune in prostitutes.

• Gloria : So, how rich are you?

  Arthur : Let's put it this way, I wish I had a dime for every dime I have.

• Arthur : [to Susan]  Do you have any objection to naming a child Vladimir? Even a girl?

• Arthur : [to Burt Johnson's servant]  Are you sure you want to be a nightclub comic?

• Arthur : Girls, girls, girls! Hello girls!

• Arthur : All I can tell you is, I wish I had a dime for every dime I had.

• Uncle Peter : Grow up, Arthur. You'll make a fine adult.

  Arthur : Yeah, that's easy for you to say. You haven't got 50 pairs of short pants hanging in your closet.

• Martha Bach : Arthur, is it wonderful to be promiscuous?

  Arthur : At your age, Martha, it might just be dangerous.