The MacKintosh Man (1973)
Paul Newman: Joseph Rearden
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Quotes
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Jervis : How'd you scrape your knuckles?
Joseph Rearden : Shadowboxing a lamppost.
[after a pause]
Joseph Rearden : I got a little pissed last night.
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Slade : [musing poetically] I'm going home.
[quoting poetry]
Slade : 'Sleep after toil, port after stormy seas, ease after war, death after life does greatly please.'
Joseph Rearden : [laconically] I don't know about you, Slade; I'm not ready for death. The rest I'll drink to.
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Mrs. Smith : [speaking of the gravely injured Mackintosh] There is a letter. He always writes one. It's to be given to the Prime Minister in case of his death.
Joseph Rearden : Well, who's got it?
Mrs. Smith : His solicitor.
Joseph Rearden : Well, get it! Tell him it's an emergency!
Mrs. Smith : An act of Parliament couldn't open that envelope before he dies.
Joseph Rearden : Fly to London. Smother Mackintosh with his pillow.
Mrs. Smith : No, I wouldn't do that. He's my father.
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Buster : [offering Reardon a cigarette from his mouth in the prison yard] Here you are.
Buster : [Reardon hesitates] Take it. I've only got syph.
Joseph Rearden : What're you in for?
Buster : Mopery.
Buster : [Reardon turns around] Exposing yourself to a blind woman.
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Gerda : If there's anything else you need, just press this button here.
Joseph Rearden : [smiling] Yeah!
Joseph Rearden : [after a pause] I'd like a poke.
Gerda : A poke, Mr. Reardon?
Joseph Rearden : Yeah, a poke. You know what i mean. How about it, Stretch?
Gerda : [smiling] I'm afraid I stopped being a woman several years ago.
Joseph Rearden : Get someone else.
Gerda : No, that's not possible.
Joseph Rearden : Why not?
Gerda : Security obviously.
Joseph Rearden : I don't have to talk to her.
Gerda : Well, even if she didn't speak, she would see you.
Joseph Rearden : Put a bag over her head.
Gerda : But you would see her.
Joseph Rearden : Put a bag over my head. I've been in prison for 15 months!
