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- 片 名二十世纪快车
- 上映时间1934年05月03日
- 导 演
霍华德·霍克斯
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剧 情
Broadway director Oscar Jaffe (John Barrymore) is a bigger ham than most actors, but through sheer drive and talent he is able to build a su...
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John Barrymore
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饰Oscar 'O.J.' ...
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Carole Lombard
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饰Lily Garland,...
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Walter Connolly
演员
饰Oliver Webb
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Roscoe Karns
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饰Owen O'Malley
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Edgar Kennedy
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饰Oscar McGonig...
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Oscar Jaffe:
I close...
Oliver Webb:
Yeah, yeah, I know - you close the iron door on me!
Oliver Webb:
O.J., suppose - just hypothetically, of course - that you, Mr. Bromo, could get together again with Miss Seltzer.
Oscar Jaffe:
What do you know about talent? What do you know about the theatre? What do you know about genius? What do you know about anything, you... bookkeeper!
Oliver Webb:
Hello, Myrtle, put the wizard on the wire. He's in the sanctum.
Oscar Jaffe:
Now, before we begin I want you all to remember one thing. No matter what I may say... no matter what I may do on this stage during our work... I love you all.
Oscar Jaffe:
Get out of my theatre, you gray rat! And don't have that fat wife of yours come around again, pleading for you!
Oscar Jaffe:
No cooperation from anybody. Never mind. I'll carry through alone.
Oscar Jaffe:
You squalling litle amateur. On your feet! Get up! Take that hump out of your back. You're not demonstrating underwear anymore!
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka:
Why do they keep hammering at me? Hammering and hammering...
Oscar Jaffe:
Go on, Owen... tell her I'm dying... and DON'T OVERACT!
Owen O'Malley:
He wants the pulsing life story of this Lily Garland trumpeted through the press by tomorrow morning. Where is the little baggage?
Owen O'Malley:
Sadie, get me a bottle of gin. I've only got an hour to live.
Sadie, Lily's maid:
I wish that were true.
Oscar McGonigle:
Who told her that her phone was tapped?
Oscar Jaffe:
[seeing Oliver Webb trying to sneak away] Stay where you are, Judas Iscariot!
Oscar Jaffe:
Did you hear that? She's left me.
Oliver Webb:
Say the word, O.J., and I'll kill myself.
Oscar Jaffe:
[looking at a poster with Lily Garland's picture on it] Anathema! Child of Satan!
Oscar Jaffe:
You amoeba.
Max Jacobs:
It's the truth, whether you know it or not.
Oscar Jaffe:
Owen, take this creature who came to me as an office boy as Max Mendlebaum and who is now Max Jacobs for some mysterious reason and throw him into the street.
Owen O'Malley:
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He's going to end up in the breadline unless he finds out that these jittery horse operas with a lot of people staggering around in foul iron suits ain't entertainment.
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Oliver Webb:
Where did you leave Jaffe?
Owen O'Malley:
At the Morrison Hotel under the name of Hemingway, which he's adopted in his grief.
Owen O'Malley:
[referring to a policeman] This demigod thinks he's in darkest Russia.
Oscar Jaffe:
I never thought I should sink so low as to become an actor.
Oliver Webb:
I don't know whether you realize it or not, Owen, but I've always had a terrific influence with her.
Owen O'Malley:
Me too. Once I actually compelled her to admit it looked like rain.
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka:
Is Oscar Jaffe on this train? You'd better tell me.
Owen O'Malley:
Right in there. The Little Corporal is returning from another Moscow, his head bloodied but still unbowed.
Oscar Jaffe:
There's a message I want to go with those gardenias: "To my little madonna of the snows..." No, wait a minute. We won't use that this time.
Oliver Webb:
What we need is a play, something she can read and see herself walking up and down the stage in.
Oscar Jaffe:
They are the only true actors we have left. Not like our cheap Broadway hams.
Mathew J. Clark:
I've often thought I might like to devote myself to the theater. Would you think there might be a place for me?
Oliver Webb:
Oh yes, yes. Probably fill a long-felt want.
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka:
Yes, I tried to save you pain. I lied, yes, only to save you.
Oscar Jaffe:
That's from "Sappho"!
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka:
All those opera tenors, acrobats, that Italian bicycle rider I told you about... they're all lies. The only man in my life was that cavalier in there. Oscar Jaffe.
George Smith:
And you wanted my respect!
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka:
Who cares about your respect? I'm too big to be respected. The men I've known have understood that.
George Smith:
Men you've known? Jaffe, you mean.
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka:
Yes, Jaffe. He'll tell you what I am: A first-class passenger entitled to privileges.
George Smith:
Oh, an artist!
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka:
You're darned tooting I am!
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka:
Oscar, you're complete. The most horrible excuse for a human being that ever walked on two legs.
Oscar Jaffe:
When I love a woman, I'm an Oriental. It never goes. It never dies.
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka:
Phooey.
Oscar Jaffe:
Love blinded me. That was the trouble between us as producer and artist.
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Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka
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So that's what it was, was it? How about your name in electric lights bigger than everybody's, and your delusion that you were a Shakespeare and a Napoleon and a Grand Lama of Tibet all rolled into one?
Oscar Jaffe:
Lily, you're crying.
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka:
Sure, I turn on a faucet. It's that sort of scene.
Oscar Jaffe:
Those movies you were in! It's sacrilege throwing you away on things like that. When I left that movie house, I felt some magnificent ruby had been thrown into a platter of lard.
Lily Garland, aka Mildred Plotka:
What is it this time - the big drama about Hairpin Annie, the pride of the gashouse?
Oscar Jaffe:
I want to send another
[telegram]
Oscar Jaffe:
. To John Ringling. "I'm in the market for 25 camels, several elephants, and an ibis... Give me the rock-bottom price."
Oscar Jaffe:
Owen, something tells me you're not educated enough for this sort of thing. I'll have to hire some professor.
Owen O'Malley:
Save your dough, sire. I yield the lamp of learning to no one.
Owen O'Malley:
What are you talking about? That's not a contract - it's a coronation. Barrels of rubies, enormous carpets for your pretty feet, pearl and onyx bathrubs, slews of myrmidons at your beck and call... Come on, sign it now while the sap is flowing.
Owen O'Malley:
O.J., I'm in no mood for a lot of fuzzy lamentations.
Oscar Jaffe:
It's typical of my career that in the great crises of life, I should stand flanked by two incompetent alcoholics.
Oscar Jaffe:
She loves me. I could tell that through her screaming.
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