Major-General Stanley quotes
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Man, I'm older than the Beatles, but I'm younger than the Rolling Stones!
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Mabel: You poor thing. Pirates! You mean like walking the plank? Buried treasure? Hack, slash, off with his head, and the Jolly Richard, and everything?
Frederic: Roger.
Mabel: Oh, Roger I love it.
Frederic: No, Frederic without a "k".
Mabel: Mabel, also without a "k". God, we have so much in common.
Frederic: Roger.
Mabel: Oh, Roger I love it.
Frederic: No, Frederic without a "k".
Mabel: Mabel, also without a "k". God, we have so much in common.
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The Pirate King: What's the age of consent around here?
Mabel: Eighteen.
The Pirate King: Good! I'm old enough.
Mabel: Eighteen.
The Pirate King: Good! I'm old enough.
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Frederic: Oh, I love you. I'll always love you, come what may.
Mabel: "Come what may"? We'll all be murdered in our beds come what may.
Frederic: Well run. For God's sake run!
Mabel: Death before dishonor. Besides, have you tried running in one of these things. It's a real bitch.
Mabel: "Come what may"? We'll all be murdered in our beds come what may.
Frederic: Well run. For God's sake run!
Mabel: Death before dishonor. Besides, have you tried running in one of these things. It's a real bitch.
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[Mabel comes in and finds Frederic laying in a coffin.]
Mabel: Frederic, what are you doing?
Frederic: Oh, hiding.
Mabel: My Frederic, hiding? It cannot be the lion-heart troubles at the coming conflict. My love - a wimp!
Frederic: No, Mabel. A terrible disclosure's just been made.
Mabel: Then zip it up!
Mabel: Frederic, what are you doing?
Frederic: Oh, hiding.
Mabel: My Frederic, hiding? It cannot be the lion-heart troubles at the coming conflict. My love - a wimp!
Frederic: No, Mabel. A terrible disclosure's just been made.
Mabel: Then zip it up!
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[The Pirate King has just cornered Frederic in their swordfight. The Pirate King has his sword cornered between Frederic's legs.]
The Pirate King: Drop it, or...
Frederic: Nuts!
The Pirate King: Them, too!
The Pirate King: Drop it, or...
Frederic: Nuts!
The Pirate King: Them, too!
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Mabel: You're not gay, are you?
Frederic: [high voice] No! [clears throat and in a lower voice] No.
Mabel: The way you and the Pirate King get around in those rather feminine, pleated shirts and all that leather.
Frederic: [high voice] No! [clears throat and in a lower voice] No.
Mabel: The way you and the Pirate King get around in those rather feminine, pleated shirts and all that leather.
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Mabel: Frederic, these are the 1880s. You can't live your life by the outmoded conventions of a neo-imperialist society. Find your true center!
Frederic: What? You mean Zen piracy?
Mabel: [unlaces her shirt and pulls it down to reveal her corset] Frederic, have you ever worn a whalebone corset? Well no, we established that, didn't we? It chokes and strangles, Frederic! I won't be choked an strangled by someone else's dumb ideas of custom and duty! [to stone statue] Would you, Harry, would you? [to Frederic] Never to know the rich and real wonderous person beating and throbbing inside me. Frederic, can you see me throbbing?
Frederic: I see! I see! I'm throbbing too!
Frederic: What? You mean Zen piracy?
Mabel: [unlaces her shirt and pulls it down to reveal her corset] Frederic, have you ever worn a whalebone corset? Well no, we established that, didn't we? It chokes and strangles, Frederic! I won't be choked an strangled by someone else's dumb ideas of custom and duty! [to stone statue] Would you, Harry, would you? [to Frederic] Never to know the rich and real wonderous person beating and throbbing inside me. Frederic, can you see me throbbing?
Frederic: I see! I see! I'm throbbing too!
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Frederic: [moments after meeting for the first time] Look, I know this is going to sound silly, but I think I love you. I think might even want to marry you.
Mabel: God, that was a short love scene!
Mabel: God, that was a short love scene!
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Ruth: By the way, was that a definite no back there?
Frederic: Ruth, I don't want hurt your feelings, but tell me honestly. Now, compared to other women, are you beautiful?
Ruth: Oh, I've been told so.
Frederic: Ah, but lately?
Ruth: Yes, by Sam. 'Course he was drunk.
Frederic: Ruth, I don't want hurt your feelings, but tell me honestly. Now, compared to other women, are you beautiful?
Ruth: Oh, I've been told so.
Frederic: Ah, but lately?
Ruth: Yes, by Sam. 'Course he was drunk.