At a lonely military outpost on American Samoa, sticky heat alternates with torrential rain. A ship quarantine strands here Sadie Thompson, ...更多>
Mrs. Davidson: She disturbed Mr. Davidson horribly last night. He despises women of that kind. Dr. MacPhail: The founder of our religion was not so squeamish. Dr. MacPhail: Well, to paraphrase an old saying, the situation has landed and has the Marines well in hand. Mr. Davidson: No, Doctor, moral standards can never be high enough. Especially here, where all of nature seems to conspire against us. Everything grows with a sort of savage violence; today you will see strange flowers where yesterday there were only roots. Sadie: That was a fast tour! Sgt. O'Hara: Most of the island's restricted. Sgt. O'Hara: There's enough sweat in the South Pacific to float a battleship. Pvt. Edwards: What do you want me to do, evaporate? Sadie: Relax, fellas, you'll burn out your bearings. Sadie: Come on in and get wrung out. Sadie: I'm so healthy it hurts. Sadie: Listen, when I want you I'll rattle your cage. Mr. Davidson: Men of science like Freud and Adler and Jung are destroying moral values by denying individual responsibility. Sadie: Oh, come off it you guys, I don't go for that dreaming stuff. Sadie: He'll find out what it means when I get mad! Mr. Davidson: I wasn't appointed to my job, I created it. Governor: I envy you. Sadie: Well, look me up in my little grass shack if you ever get to town. Sadie: Believe me, friendship lasts much longer than love. Sgt. O'Hara: Yeah, but it ain't as much fun. Sgt. O'Hara: I know you enough not to want to lose you. Mr. Davidson: You must accept your punishment for the life you've led. Sadie: My, my, doesn't the world look fresh and clean today. Look at that sky, as if not a thing was going on under it.