Come Live with Me (1941)

James Stewart: Bill Smith

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Quotes 

• Johnny Jones : What kind of brandy is this?

  Bill Smith : Blackberry - speciality of Grandma's.

  Grandma : Blackberries will do a lot for you, if you just squeeze them and then leave them alone.

  Charlie Gephardt - Grandma's Hired Hand : Works the same way with the women folks.

  Grandma : Charlie, get out.

  Charlie Gephardt - Grandma's Hired Hand : I was just thinkin' out loud, ma'am.

• Bill Smith : I've had a poem running through my mind for a long time now. It's one that Christopher Marlowe wrote. It's... uh... well, listen. "Come live with me and be my love, and we will all the pleasures prove that hills and valleys, dales and fields, woods or craggy mountains yield. And I will make ye beds of roses and a thousand fragrant posies... and... and..." something, something, something, something... "and if these pleasures do ye move, come live with me and be my love."

• Johnny Jones : You see, I have to have a husband, and you said you weren't married. So...?

  Bill Smith : Well, Miss Jones, a wife is just what I don't need.

  Johnny Jones : But you do need money. I thought we could trade. I'll have a husband, and you'll have money.

• Bill Smith : Grandma always puts me in my place.

• Bill Smith : My name's Smith.

  Johnny Jones : My name's Jones.

  Taxi Driver : Let's see - Smith and Jones, and I'm Snow White.

• Johnny Jones : Mr. Smith, it's such a wonderful thing.

  Bill Smith : Why?

  Johnny Jones : That you haven't any money.

  Taxi Driver : And I thought I'd heard everything.

• Bill Smith : [as he and Johnny enter his apartment]  It's just a little place, but its dreary.

  [Pointing out his empty book case] 

  Bill Smith : If you want to browse among my books, the pawnshop's just around the corner.

• Bill Smith : Would you like to have some music? I could open the window and get the radio from across the street.

• Johnny Jones : I came here to ask you to marry me.

  Bill Smith : Why?

  Johnny Jones : Because you have no money.

  Bill Smith : [looking befuddled]  Well, this is so sudden.

  Johnny Jones : I was afraid you wouldn't understand.

  Bill Smith : Yeah, yeah, well, I see your point.

• Bill Smith : All right. Laundry, a buck.

  Johnny Jones : Laundry, a buck. A buck?

  Bill Smith : A dollar, a dollar. Food, $5.00.

  Bill Smith : But that's not enough.

  Johnny Jones : It's enough for me. I'm no capitalist. Let's see, now. Oh, razor blades and typewriter paper. And toothpaste and soap and envelopes. Put that all under incidentals. $5.00.

  Bill Smith : $5.00 for all that?

  Johnny Jones : All right, make it 4.50.

  Bill Smith : But I mean...

  Johnny Jones : 4.50. Put it down! And that's all.

  Bill Smith : What about carfare?

  Johnny Jones : I'm not going anywhere.

  Bill Smith : Oh, cigarettes. 30 cents a day is...

  Johnny Jones : 30 cents a week. I'll roll my own.

• Bill Smith : [when there's a knock at the door while Bill tries to make a move with Johnny]  Disturbing people in the middle of the night. I'll bet this never happened to a firefly.

• Joe Darsie : Did you ever go on the bum?

  Bill Smith : Once I did it.

  Joe Darsie : Yeah? How'd you do?

  Bill Smith : [looking at a cigarette in his hand]  Well, I got a cigarette.

  Joe Darsie : You could do it if you wanted to. You could be a swell bum.

  Bill Smith : I'm the type?

  Joe Darsie : It's like everything else. All you got to do is make up your mind and stick to it. Then you're it. Whatever you pick out, you can't miss.

  Bill Smith : To be a bum, you got to have willpower.

  Joe Darsie : [pointing to wealthy man in a limousine]  Oh, I ain't kidding, mister. Thirty years ago, I made up my mind and I done all right, too. Look. What has he got on me?

  Bill Smith : A limousine.

  Joe Darsie : Mmhmm, and stomach ulcers.

  Bill Smith : There may be something in what you say. Well, good luck.

  Joe Darsie : [pulling out roll of bills and hands one out]  Wait a minute, brother. Could you use a buck?

  Bill Smith : You save your money, mister. Times ain't that tough.

  Joe Darsie : No? Well, they could be.

  Bill Smith : [turning to leave]  Looks as though they will be. So long.

  Joe Darsie : [watching Joe go]  It's too bad. He could be a swell bum if he only had the willpower.

• Joe Darsie : What's your racket, buddy?

  Bill Smith : I'm a genius.

  Joe Darsie : Who?

  Bill Smith : A genius - unknown.

  Joe Darsie : No kidding? Do you draw pictures: swell dames?

  Bill Smith : Nah. I play tunes - on the typewriter. Nobody listens.

• Waiter : Well, what do you see that's good?

  Bill Smith : [looking at the menu]  I can't make up my mind.

  Waiter : Make a wish. You can't win.

• Bill Smith : We'll have a little fire. There's nothing like a nice, open fire, I always say.

  Johnny Jones : Do you?

  Bill Smith : Yeah, I always. And pine logs and curling flames, a faithful dog, nice white bearskin rug, a little woman to fetch your slippers. Nothing like it.

• Johnny Jones : Give me one good reason why we couldn't make a perfectly honest business agreement?

  Bill Smith : Well, I could give you two good reasons. I'm a man, you're a woman!

• Johnny Jones : What's the matter.

  Bill Smith : Oh, well, I was just thinking of the number of stories I've had rejected, I've never written one as funny as this. Two people that never saw each other before and they're just about to get married and promise to love, honor and obey.

  Johnny Jones : Ah, but, a, with us, you understand, that...

  Bill Smith : Oh, all right. I understand. Out the window. All of of it. No love, no honor, no obey.

• Bill Smith : No love. No love. Without love. No love. Without love! Might make a pretty good title for a story.

• Bill Smith : Now, it's perfectly all right for two strangers to get married; but, they've got to know each other before they get divorced!

• Grandma : Miss Jones, Martha. She might stay awhile if she likes your cooking.

  Martha : We'll try and fatten her up!

  Bill Smith : No, don't you worry about fattening her up. She's all right the way she is.

  Bill Smith : [as Martha walks away]  You see, Martha eats her own cooking as you can see.

• Bill Smith : The man firefly he always knows pretty much where he stands. The - maybe I can explain it to you a little better like this. When the girl firefly wants to let the man firefly know that she sort of likes him a little bit, she flashes that little light at two second intervals. - - No, that's on the level. It's been timed. Don't you think that's pretty smart?

  Johnny Jones : Oh, yes. I do. I do. Good night.

• Bill Smith : I bet this never happened to a firefly.

• Bill Smith : Well, that was what you wanted me to do, wasn't it?

  Johnny Jones : Yes. It was.