Feet First (1930)

Harold Lloyd: Harold Horne

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Quotes 

• Harold Horne : I was just practicing to be a salesman, Mr. Endicott.

  Mr. Endicott : You'll never make a salesman. Salesmanship is 98% personality and that's something you haven't got.

  Harold Horne : Oh, yes I have! Look!

  Mr. Endicott : Aw, that's not personality. That's stupidity!

• Drunken Clubman : Oh, come on out. I'll buy you a little drink.

  Harold Horne : Oh, really, I never drink.

  Drunken Clubman : Well, what do you do? Dip your bread in it? Come on.

• Drunken Clubman : What business - are you in?

  Harold Horne : Oh, I'm in the - eh - the leather business.

  Drunken Clubman : Leather! Oh, that's what they make cows out of, ain't it.

• Harold Horne : I didn't think you'd remember me.

  Barbara : And I thought you had forgotten all about me.

  Harold Horne : Oh, no! Gracious, I couldn't. Gee, every time I see a truck driver, I think of you!

  Barbara : What?

  Harold Horne : Oh, well, you see, what I mean is - if it hadn't have been for that particular truck driver, well, I would not have ever met you.

  Barbara : Oh, that's different! That seems a long time ago, too. It must be all of six months!

  Harold Horne : Six months, three weeks and two days.

• Barbara : I love an athlete.

  Harold Horne : You do! Oh, what's his name?

  Barbara : Oh, no! I mean, I admire the athletic type. Like yourself!

• Barbara : Wouldn't it be a coincidence if we both sailed on the same boat!

  Harold Horne : Coincidence? It'd be a miracle.

• John Quincy Tanner : I thought I heard a bell?

  Barbara : So did I?

  Harold Horne : Well, you hear a lot of funny things down here in the tropics: mosquitos and dragons and bananas.

• Mrs. Tanner : Why, haven't we met some place before?

  Harold Horne : Well, that's quite possible, Mrs. Tanner. You see, I might have been there.

• Harold Horne : Some day they'll make one way cigars.

• Janitor : Hey man, wa chu doin' up der? You ain't no eagle.

  Harold Horne : [dangling for dear life from a city skyscrapper]  Hey! Help me! Come on around here. Open this window. My hands are caught.

  Janitor : Oh, wait der. I be back der, I reckon. Don't go away, now.

  Harold Horne : How can I go away? Get around here!

• Harold Horne : Hey, Charcoal! Hey Charcoal! Help! Charcoal!

  Janitor : 'ere I is.

  Harold Horne : Oh, listen, get me out of here, someway.