Grand Slam (1933)
Loretta Young: Marcia Stanislavsky
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Quotes
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Marcia Stanislavsky : How have you been?
Philip 'Speed' McCann : Okay. I've been working pretty hard. I just finished writing a book called Sex and What Causes It. It's for Bernard McGovern. I got five grand out of it.
Marcia Stanislavsky : Five grand!
Philip 'Speed' McCann : For only two weeks work. How have you been?
Marcia Stanislavsky : Oh, boy.
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Peter Stanislavsky : My books cannot be written in a week. It takes, maybe, years! And when its finished an published, if I sell 2,000 copies, its good.
Marcia Stanislavsky : How much can you make out of 2.000 copies?
Peter Stanislavsky : Oh, about 700 dollars, if the publisher is generous.
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Marcia Stanislavsky : Darling, I'm sorry, I love you just the way you are.
Peter Stanislavsky : Oh, I don't know, I think maybe it is better for you, oh, a waiter, I'll probably always be a waiter.
Marcia Stanislavsky : Don't say that. Smile. Come on, smile for the pretty lady. Ha-ha-ha. Hold me, Peter. Tight. Tighter. Mmmm.
Peter Stanislavsky : When you are like this,
Marcia Stanislavsky : You're marvelous.
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Peter Stanislavsky : [Slams phone down] This is my night off!
Marcia Stanislavsky : What is it, darling?
Peter Stanislavsky : Oh, I must go again tonight. 270 Park Avenue. Another stupid party, I suppose.
Marcia Stanislavsky : Oh well, it means a 10 dollar tip, anyway.
Peter Stanislavsky : Yes, but my book, I never finish it.
Marcia Stanislavsky : I'll meet you on the corner of 48th and 5th at 11.
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Marcia Stanislavsky : Speed, take me out somewhere. I want to go out and play.
Philip 'Speed' McCann : I'd love to. That will be delightful. I've got to telephone. Oh, telephone.
[Picks up the phone]
Philip 'Speed' McCann : Skylar 5-3-7-6-6.
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Marcia Stanislavsky : Oh, he's bridge mad. He'll be bridge mad for the rest of his life. And I'm the one who started him. Oh, Speed, I feel like a creator of a Frankenstein.
Philip 'Speed' McCann : I like them myself.
Marcia Stanislavsky : Like what?
Philip 'Speed' McCann : Those Frankensteins. You know, on a roll with mustard. Ha-ha-ha. Ain't I the clip.