The Women (1939)

Mary Boland: The Countess De Lave (Flora)

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• Countess DeLave : Get me a bromide - and put some gin in it.

• Countess DeLave : This sweet thing is getting her first divorce too! She's a very dear friend of mine... What did you say your name was again darling?

  Miriam Aarons : Miriam Aarons.

  Countess DeLave : [Introducing Mary and Miriam]  This is Mrs. Haines. You know, yanked the scalp off that Allen woman in the fitting room?

  Miriam Aarons : Oh yeah! Good for you! I was afraid you were a wet firecracker, sister. Shake!

• Countess DeLave : I never got a sou out of anybody except my first husband, Mr. Strauss. Oh he said the most touching thing in his will, I remember every word of it... He said "To my beloved wife Flora, I leave all my estate... To be administered by executors because she is an A-1 schlemiel."

  [Sarcastically] 

  Countess DeLave : Isn't that sweet?

• Countess DeLave : But whither... Whither shall I fly?

  Miriam Aarons : To the arms our our pet cowboy, darling!

  Countess DeLave : [Gasps]  Miriam Aarons!

  Miriam Aarons : Why, he's plum loco for you, countess! He likes you even better than his horse! And it's such a blasted big horse, too!

• Countess DeLave : Oh, the publicity! La publicité!

• Mary Haines : [Introduces them]  This is the Countess DeLave... Mrs. Howard Fowler.

  Countess DeLave : [Same time]  How do you do?

  Sylvia Fowler : [Same time]  How do you do?

  Mary Haines : And Miriam Aarons.

  Miriam Aarons : How do you do?

  Sylvia Fowler : [Looks closely at Miriam's flat chest]  How do *you* do?

• Countess DeLave : Oh, l'amour, l'amour, how it can let you down. Hmm. How it can pick you up again.

• Countess DeLave : Oh, poor creatures. They've lost their equilibrium because they've lost their faith in love. Oh l'amour, l'amour.

• Countess DeLave : Mary, you're not cross because my Buck's had a wee droppy too much?

  Miriam Aarons : Don't be modest, Flora. Your ducky is stinko!

• Countess DeLave : [sitting on Sylvia Fowler]  Take it easy, Mrs. Fowler. I'm only trying to help in my own way.

  Sylvia Fowler : Oh, you big moose!

• Lucy : [singing]  If the ocean was whiskey, and I was a duck, I'd dive to the bottom, and never come up. Oh baby, oh baby, I've told you before, the more I drink whiskey, I love you the more! Oh baby, oh ba...

  [gets cut off] 

  Countess DeLave : [Walks through the door]  Oh, l'amour, l'amour!

• Countess DeLave : [to Sylvia, then to Miriam]  Mrs. Aarons is connected with the stage or is it the circus, dear?

  Miriam Aarons : It was the chorus.