Jesse Plemons credited as playing...
George Burbank
- [George is crying]
- Rose Gordon: What is it, George?
- George Burbank: I just want to say... how nice it is not to be alone.
- George Burbank: Did you write to the old lady?
- Phil Burbank: Yeah, I dropped them both a line.
- George Burbank: Did you say something about Rose?
- Phil Burbank: Rose. Yeah well, you and I know what the old lady would feel if she thought you were getting mixed up with her. She'd likely have a haemorrhage.
- George Burbank: The old lady would feel as one Mrs Burbank would for another Mrs Burbank.
- Phil Burbank: Come again?
- George Burbank: We were married Sunday. She got rid of her property in Beech.
- George Burbank: I just came over to hear to speak about something.
- [pause]
- Phil Burbank: Come on partner. Open your talker. What is it?
- George Burbank: His Nibs will be joining us for dinner. And the old gent and the old lady.
- Phil Burbank: Well sir, ain't we going into society.
- [both chuckle]
- Phil Burbank: [on Rose] She on the "panana" again? Setting your teeth on edge?
- George Burbank: No. I like to hear Rose play.
- Phil Burbank: Well, old timer, what is it? What's in the noodle?
- George Burbank: Well... Phil... I... I just...
- Phil Burbank: Go on, spit it out.
- George Burbank: It's just... about His Nibs, the governor.
- Phil Burbank: Alright.
- George Burbank: And er... it's not so much about His Nibs... but er, his wife, actually. I was thinking, His Nibs probably wouldn't mind so much. But... his missus might.
- Phil Burbank: Might what, for dear Christ's sake?
- George Burbank: Well, it's sort of a hard thing... to say. She might mind if you come to the table without a wash up.
- [Phil is too angry to reply]
- George Burbank: [leaving] Yeah.
- Phil Burbank: You got a sore gut?
- George Burbank: No.
- Phil Burbank: It looks it pains you to hit two words together.
- George Burbank: I was looking for you.
- Phil Burbank: Well, you found me.
- George Burbank: Everyone's here. We're just about to eat. They were asking after you.
- Phil Burbank: Really?
- George Burbank: Yes, we're counting on your conversation. I wanted to apologise for what I said...
- Phil Burbank: You two can keep your apologies to yourself, I'm not coming.
- George Burbank: And what will I say? The Old Lady wants to see you, they've both come a long way.
- Phil Burbank: Then you tell them the truth. That I stink and I like it!
- George Burbank: What you said about her boy tonight, Phil. It made her cry.
- Phil Burbank: She had her ear to the door?
- George Burbank: She was crying, Phil.
- Phil Burbank: Well, hell. The boy had to snap out of it and get human. Just pointed it out, is all. She should damn well know.
- George Burbank: Rose isn't well, Phil. She's ill.
- Phil Burbank: Not well? It is high time that bozo and you got next to a few... whatever you call them? Facts! She stashes alcohol all around the place, even drinking in the stinking alley. Look at your face in the mirror! Is it that she could like? Or our money? WAKE! THE HELL UP!
- George Burbank: [calmly] That's enough, Phil. Well, what is the harm? The hides were only going to be burned.
- Phil Burbank: [with a pained expression] I needed them. *I* needed them.
- George Burbank: Well, I apologise.
- George Burbank: [walks away]
- Phil Burbank: They were MINE! I needed them!