Bright Eyes (1934)
Lois Wilson: Mary Blake
Quotes
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Shirley Blake : Mother, I dressed myself, and I put my clothes away, all folded and everything.
Mary Blake : Well, you're your mother's little angel, that's what you are.
Shirley Blake : No, I'm not, because angels have wings, like these.
Mary Blake : Those are your daddy's pilot wings.
Shirley Blake : I know, and now he's really an angel, isn't he?
Mary Blake : Yes, darling.
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Mrs. Elizabeth Higgins : It's just a bit of a Christmas gift for Shirley.
Mary Blake : You're so kind. I bought a few things for her, not very much of course. Things were different when her father was alive.
Mrs. Elizabeth Higgins : Yes, the poor young fellow. But it must be a comfort to know you're doing all you can for her. She's such a sweet child. Not like that Joy. There's a brat if ever one lived.
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Uncle Ned Smith : Hey, where's your little girl?
Mary Blake : She's gone to a Christmas party.
Uncle Ned Smith : I don't believe in Christmas.
Mary Blake : You don't?
Uncle Ned Smith : It's all a lot of nonsense.
Mary Blake : Well, I don't feel that way about it.
Uncle Ned Smith : Here.
[handing her some money]
Uncle Ned Smith : Buy a Christmas present for Shirley from me. Christmas.
[scoffs]
Mary Blake : Well! What do you make of that?
Mrs. Elizabeth Higgins : He never fooled me. He's only tough on the outside. Inside, he's soft as mush.
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Mary Blake : It's so wonderful of you boys to give Shirley her Christmas party.
James 'Loop' Merritt : We're getting a big kick out of it ourselves.
Mary Blake : She'll be so surprised. She doesn't expect much, you know.
James 'Loop' Merritt : You get her down to the airport as early in the morning as you can.
Mary Blake : I may not be able to come with her, but I'll be down just as soon as I can get away.
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J. Wellington Smythe : Why, Uncle Ned, why didn't you call us?
Uncle Ned Smith : Call you? I yelled, and I shouted and I bellowed. A thanks lot of good it did me. No one pays any attention to me. No one cares what happens to me. All you do is think of yourselves.
Anita Smythe : Oh, Uncle Ned, you know that isn't so.
Uncle Ned Smith : Mary!
Mary Blake : Yes, Mr. Symthe.
Uncle Ned Smith : My name is Smith. His name is Symthe.
Mary Blake : Yes, Mr. Smith.
Uncle Ned Smith : Didn't you hear me holler a little while ago?
Mary Blake : No, sir, I didn't.
Uncle Ned Smith : These folks around here better get their ears fixed.
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Anita Smythe : Higgins!
Higgins : Yes, madam?
Anita Smythe : My cousin Miss Martin is arriving from New York tomorrow. I want to be sure that everything is done just right.
Higgins : Yes, madam.
Anita Smythe : Thomas, you'll meet her plane in the morning.
Thomas, Chauffeur : Yes, madam.
Anita Smythe : I'm very anxious to show her that we can do things exactly as well out here as they do in the east.
Higgins : Yes, madam.
Anita Smythe : I want perfect meals and perfect service.
Higgins : Yes, madam.
Anita Smythe : And Mary, I hope you'll remember what I told you this morning about visitors.
Mary Blake : Yes, madam.
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Anita Smythe : I don't approve of all these telephone calls, Mary.
Mary Blake : I'm sorry.
Anita Smythe : And I don't approve of all these aviators who keep coming here to see your little girl.
Mary Blake : She's sort of a pet with them. They all knew her father.
Anita Smythe : I know that, but I really can't have it. It isn't everyone who'd engage a maid with a small child. I have no fault to find with your work, but if you want to stay on with us, you'll have to correct these things.