Nothing But the Truth (1941)
Willie Best: Samuel
Quotes
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Gwen Saunders : [talking about Bob] Is anything the matter with him? Is he... peculiar? I mean he isn't married, is he?
Samuel : [doesn't look up from his fishing pole] No ma'am, he ain't that peculiar.
Gwen Saunders : Thank you, Sam! Hope you catch a whale!
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Samuel : Hey, boss, I got a great big...
Steve Bennett : Oh, why don't you fall overboard?
Samuel : What a short Christmas.
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Steve Bennett : [checking the clock] In six more hours it'll be Christmas.
Samuel : Christmas? Is Mr. Roosevelt movin' them holidays around again?
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Samuel : [Examining picture] Who these fellas with the big spoons or somethin'?
Steve Bennett : [Looks over at picture] Spoo... those are oars. That's my rowing team. Intercollegiate champs... '29, '30, and '32.
Samuel : But what happened to '31?
Steve Bennett : The judges found out where we hid the outboard motor. Snoops.
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Samuel : I'm unprepared for a weekend like this. All I brought was my suntan oil.
Steve Bennett : Suntan oil, you're gilding the lily. What do you want with suntan oil?
Samuel : I freckle.
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Steve Bennett : [kisses phone] Telephone's a wonderful thing.
Samuel : It ain't that wonderful.
Steve Bennett : Oh, let me dream.
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Samuel : It's a wonder you ain't got pneumonia, sleepin' with fish.
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Steve Bennett : [entering plush brokerage firm] This is the office for me. The Taj Mahal with inkwells.
Samuel : Taj Ma-who?
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Steve Bennett : Yes sir, Sam, I'm really falling into something. No more worries, no responsibilities, no ulcers. People beg for that Ralston stock. All I'll have to do is come in the morning, put my feet up on the desk, rock back and go to sleep. Every once in a while, the door opens, a customer tiptoes in, takes a stock off the desk, leaves a check and tiptoes out.
Samuel : Yep, but whose gonna get up and open the door for 'em?
Steve Bennett : I don't know, but they're not going to make a drudge out of me.
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Samuel : Why didn't you pack some extra pajamas for me?
Steve Bennett : What about those striped ones I gave you last week?
Samuel : Was those pajamas?
[opens shirt and exposes striped pajamas]
Samuel : I thought they were underwear.
Steve Bennett : Oh Sam, why don't you retire. Just pretend that suit you're wearing is a sleeping bag. Fact, you don't have to pretend. You're home.
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Samuel : I don't know whether I'm doing right... bringing you out here.
Linda Graham : Samuel, you'd do lots of things you're not supposed to for five dollars, wouldn't you.
Samuel : Yes'm. Anybody would.
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Steve Bennett : Good morning, Samuel!
Samuel : Mornin'.
Steve Bennett : You look radiant! Gainsborough should have painted you.
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Samuel : Look what came up, Miss Saunders.
Gwen Saunders : Oh, go soak your head,
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Gwen Saunders : Could I talk to you alone for a minute?
Steve Bennett : Alone? Alone, Sam.
Samuel : Don't have to hit me with no ton of coal.
[starts to leave]
Steve Bennett : Yes, I guess it's too late for that. You just fade.
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Samuel : I'm unprepared for a weekend like this. All I brung was my sun tan oil.
Steve Bennett : Sun tan oil? You're gilding the lily. What do you want with sun tan oil?
Samuel : I freckle.