My Favorite Blonde (1942) 7.2

Larry Haines: "Is that your real hair or did you scalp an angel?"

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Karen Bentley

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: [surreptitiously] There's no time to lose. Do you know what it feels like to be followed, hounded and watched every second? Larry Haines: Well I used to, but now I pay cash for everything. Karen Bentley: Look at me. Larry Haines: I'm looking. Karen Bentley: You've got to trust me. Larry Haines: I'm not through looking yet. Karen Bentley: You mustn't ask any questions. Larry Haines: I'm asking. I mean, I'm not asking. Karen Bentley: My name's Karen Bentley. I can't tell you any more. Larry Haines: My name's Larry Haines. There's no more to tell. Karen Bentley: Mr. Haines, you're not listening to me. Larry Haines: Yes, I am. I said every word you heard. Larry Haines: Hey, what's this 'Flip and Nip', this 'Floppy Louie' stuff? Karen Bentley: No questions please. I'm being followed by two men in black. Larry Haines: You sure you don't mean two men in white? Larry Haines: Say, you know honey: You and me could make music together. Right now I feel like the philharmonic. Larry Haines: [Trying to get away from Karen] Taxi! A thin taxi for one! Karen Bentley: Larry! Larry! You have 3 hours between trains. Wouldn't you like to go past my apartment house and drop me off? Larry Haines: Drop you off? I sure would. How many stories is it? [Plane engine sputtering] Larry Haines: What's that? Karen Bentley: It isn't moving properly. There's not enough gas to clean a doily. Larry Haines: Oh, that's fine. That's great! That means we're going to be stuck up here where everybody can see us. [Screaming as plane dives] Larry Haines: I gotta send a wire to Nat Burton. I gotta tell him to get us a lawyer to straighten out this murder business. Karen Bentley: Who's Nat Burton? Larry Haines: He's my agent. Karen Bentley: Do you think he'll help? Larry Haines: He'd better. If I get the electric chair, he gets 10% of the current. Larry Haines: Let's get out of here before my knees beat themselves to death. Larry Haines: Lady, if I'm not out of that door in 2 seconds flat, my name's not Larry Haines! [Larry opens the door, sees a knife fly into the wood, and closes the door] Larry Haines: [holding his hand out to Karen] Meet John Doe! [Larry switches on the radio] Bob Hope: [

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on radio] How d'ya do, ladies and gentlemen, this is Bob Hope, the Pepsodent Kid, still hanging on by your teeth. And I'm here to tell you that I - [Larry switches off radio] Larry Haines: I can't stand that guy. [staging a furious argument] Larry Haines: So, I'm a muckfritchetous snitdrivel, am I? Karen Bentley: Yes, and you're also a scridgepodge, that's what you are!