Amanda Dell Quotes in Let's Make Love (1960)

Amanda Dell: [jazz number] My name is... Lolita... and uh... I'm not supposed to... play... with boys!

Amanda Dell: [song] If I invite a boy some night to dine on my fine finnan haddie, I just adore his asking for more but my heart belongs to Daddy.

Jean-Marc Clement: How do people in show business look?

Amanda Dell: They don't. I mean, a girl can walk around backstage with nothing on except her good will and nobody'll even turn his head. The same girl, fully dressed, walks down an aisle of clerks in an office - pinched black and blue. What's the matter with you people, anyway?

Jean-Marc Clement: You must be pretty tired. How many times did you go through that dance today?

Amanda Dell: Oh, I lost count. Matter of fact, sometimes I even trot home afterwards. You sleep better. You ever trot?

Jean-Marc Clement: I'm just thinking.

Amanda Dell: About what?

Jean-Marc Clement: About how happy you are.

Amanda Dell: Me? Happy?

Jean-Marc Clement: Mmm-hmm. You seem able to forget yourself. That's the way you dance, and you walk in the street that way, too. You seem at home wherever you are. It must be a great feeling.

Amanda Dell: [musical number] No, don't turn TV on. Instead just turn me on. I light up like neon. Just a tiny section of your affection in my direction will do. Ooh.

Amanda Dell: Listen. There used to be an actor. He played Abraham Lincoln for so many years - this is true - he grew his own beard. He went around in a shawl and you know what they used to say? 'He looks like Lincoln. He talks like Lincoln. But he won't be satisfied till he gets shot!'

Amanda Dell: The least you could have done is tell me who you are!

Jean-Marc Clement: I did tell you.

Amanda Dell: How did you expect me to believe it?

Jean-Marc Clement: Because it was true.

Amanda Dell: That's no excuse!

Amanda Dell: Will they be surprised at night school!

Amanda Dell: You're really French, aren't you?

Jean-Marc Clement: Yes. Very much so.

Tony Danton: [singing] Love is a many splintered thing.

Amanda Dell: You meshugana!

Tony Danton: [musical number] They've each a trait that seems to state 'first-raters'

Amanda Dell: Which separates them from the small per-tat-ers.

Tony Danton: [song] Oh, the gentle art of conversation is deader than the dead sea scrolls. We've become the mutest kind of nation. We're un-communicating souls. No one talks. No one talks. It's something we seldom ever do. No one talks. No one talks.

Amanda Dell: No one talks but... you.

Amanda Dell: Charm him? I could murder him!