The Women (1939) Poster

(1939)

Norma Shearer: Mrs. Stephen Haines (Mary)

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Quotes 

  • Mary Haines : I've had two years to grow claws mother. Jungle red.

  • Mary Haines : May I suggest, if you're dressing to please Stephen, not that one. He doesn't like such obvious effects.

    Crystal Allen : Thanks for the tip. But when anything I wear doesn't please Stephen, I take it off.

  • Mary Haines : [about Slyvia and the model arguing]  Oh it's just professional jealousy, they're really very good friends!

    Sylvia Fowler : Of course! She adores the Fowler family. Particularly my husband.

    Countess Tamara : Are you accusing me of flirting with Howard?

    Sylvia Fowler : No, my little pet, but of trying to! I'd like to see Howard bat an eye at another woman!

    Countess Tamara : Well I've seen him, and she's not bad either!

    Sylvia Fowler : Did you get her innuendo?

  • Edith Potter : [Wiping her hands on towel]  Oh, cheap Chinese embroidery! You know, I'll bet Peggy gave her these...

    Sylvia Fowler : It wouldn't be so bad if only Mary's friends knew; we could keep our mouths shut.

    Edith Potter : I know plenty I'd never breathe about my friend's husbands.

    Sylvia Fowler : Oh, so do I!

    [They both turn around and look at each other] 

    Edith Potter : Well, you know, I adore Mary!

    Sylvia Fowler : I worship her! We're not only cousins; she's my dearest friend in the world. After all, we were raised together!

    [Turns around quickly] 

    Sylvia Fowler : Oh Edith, I forgot to tell you...

    [Whispers to Edith] 

    Mary Haines : Break it up, girls! Break it up!

    Edith Potter : Darling!

    Mary Haines : Hello!

    Edith Potter : You're so slim, I could kill you.

    Mary Haines : You don't have to. The diet I'm on is pure poison.

  • Little Mary Haines : I saw Mrs. Potter at the zoo that day.

    Mrs. Moorehead : Who was she visiting with? The snakes?

    Mary Haines : Oh, Mother!

    Little Mary Haines : As a matter of fact, she was!

  • Sylvia Fowler : [Showing her nails to Mary]  Mary, how do you like that?

    Nancy Blake : Too, too adorable.

    Sylvia Fowler : Ah, you have no idea how it stays on... I get it at Sydney's. You should go, Mary. A wonderful new manicurist. Olga's her name; she's marvelous. Isn't that divine? Jungle Red!

    Nancy Blake : Looks like you've been tearing at somebody's throat!

    Sylvia Fowler : [Smacks her hand on the table]  I'll be darned, Nancy, if I'll let you ride me anymore!

    Mary Haines : Oh Sylvia, Nancy's only trying to be clever, too.

    Sylvia Fowler : Well, she takes a crack at everything about me... Even my nails!

    Mary Haines : Well, I like them, I really do. Sydney's, Olga's, Jungle Red... I'll remember.

  • Sylvia Fowler : [Last lines]  Mary Haines, don't you have any pride?

    Mary Haines : No pride at all. That's a luxury a woman in love can't afford.

  • 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?

  • Mary Haines : I'll be doing the cooking so you know what he'll get.

    Little Mary Haines : I know - indigestion.

  • Mrs. Moorehead : Stephen is a man. He's been married ten years.

    Mary Haines : Oh. You mean he's tired of me?

    Mrs. Moorehead : Stephen's tired of himself. Tired of feeling the same things in himself. Time comes when a man's got to feel something new, and he's got to feel young again, just because he's growing old.

    Mary Haines : Mother! Stephen isn't old!

    Mrs. Moorehead : Of course not, but we women are so much more sensible. When we tire of ourselves, we change the way we do our hair, or hire a new cook, or... or decorate the house. I suppose a man could do over his office, but he never thinks of anything so simple. No, dear, a man has only one escape from his old self: to see a different self in the mirror of some woman's eyes.

  • Peggy Day : [On the train]  Listen to the wheels, don't they seem to be saying something?

    Mary Haines : [Softly]  No.

    Peggy Day : Don't they seem to be saying... Go back, go back, go back, go back?

  • Mary Haines : I think I got what Mrs. Fowler's friends come in for.

  • Crystal Allen : You noble wives and mothers bore the brains out of me. And I bet you bore your husbands, too.

    Mary Haines : You are a hard one.

    Crystal Allen : I can be soft on the right occasion.

  • Mary Haines : The big fish aren't always the most important, you know.

  • Mary Haines : I'm afraid you don't honor my friends enough, mother dear.

    Mrs. Moorehead : You mean some of them ought to cut their throats.

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