Aunt Polly Quotes in Tom and Huck (1995)

Sid: Shall I get some more soap, mother?

[looks at Tom and grins]

Aunt Polly: I don't know why you're smilin', Sid. You're next!

Aunt Polly: Well with those two it's hard to figure who's influencin' who. I think the time has come for some good old-fashioned UN-influencin'.

Aunt Polly: What's the matter, boy? Ya aint been yourself for days. Ya need some of the remedy?

Aunt Polly: I don't know why it is people eat so much more when they eat outdoors.

[after Tom comes home, Aunt Polly grabs his ear, takes him outside to the laundry with Cousin Sidney and Mary]

Aunt Polly: Whiskey! The stinking smell of whiskey in my house! Now, give me that shirt.

[He gives the shirt to her]

Tom Sawyer: But, it saved Muff's leg! You see this snake? It was... It was just jumped out from under the rock, bit Muff's part of a leg and slithered away. Left him lying in the dirt, writhing and screaming, close to death!

Aunt Polly: Lies, lies and more lies!

Cousin Sidney: What kind of snake?

Aunt Polly: Sidney, you stay out of this. Mary?

Tom Sawyer: But, this stranger came along with this snake remedy and he was pouring on Muff's leg. He was kicking so that some of it just happened to splash on my shirt and it was just healed up like magic. Can't you see the fang marks.

Aunt Polly: Fang marks?

[grabs him, slap him]

Aunt Polly: Upstairs, no supper. Upstairs.

Tom Sawyer: But, Aunt Polly...

[sighs, he goes back inside, upstairs to bed, She washes the shirt in the laundry]

Cousin Sidney: Snakebite remedy. That's a good one.

Aunt Polly: Yes, it was.

Aunt Polly: Land o' Goshen! Your hair looks like a Hoorah's nest.

Aunt Polly: Playing hooky on Friday? Whitewash on Saturday!

Aunt Polly: I'm your Aunt Polly.

Pollyanna: How do you do?

Aunt Polly: This is the pastor of our church, Reverend Ford.

Reverend Paul Ford: How do you do? I can see there's a family resemblance.

Aunt Polly: She looks very much like her mother.

Pollyanna: Mother always used to say I looked like you!

Aunt Polly: Would you be good enough to stand erect and in a proper manner, please? And where in the world did you get that dress?

Pollyanna: It came in the missionary barrels.

Reverend Paul Ford: Missionary barrels?

Aunt Polly: Yes, her father was a minister. As a matter of fact, he was a missionary in the British West Indies.

Pollyanna: Aunt Polly? Do you ever have steak and ice cream?

Aunt Polly: Are you complaining about the food?

Pollyanna: Oh, no, it's delicious! I just wondered. My father always used to say that if we ever had the money you have, we'd have steak and ice cream three times every day!

Aunt Polly: Pollyanna, I think we ought to get one thing straight right now. I don't want you constantly quoting what your father used to say. Do I make myself clear?

Pollyanna: Mm-hm.

Aunt Polly: Now, about the sermon, Reverend.

Reverend Paul Ford: Yes. The transity of life. That fleeting vapor. It appeareth, and it vanisheth. James, the New Testament. You want me to weave a theme of this into my ser...

Aunt Polly: Well, let me tell you what my father said to Reverend Moffat.

Reverend Paul Ford: Yes, what did he say?

Aunt Polly: He said you only have the congregation for one short hour a week. And there are six long days of mischeif for them before you get them again.

Reverend Paul Ford: Ah! I see your point. Strike hard on Sunday the excessiveness of God's wrath and hope they carry it with them a few days into the week!

Aunt Polly: Exactly what I mean.

Pollyanna: I'm sorry about the dress, Aunt Polly. My Father said it was a size too big, but that I should be glad it wasn't a pair of boy's trousers.

Aunt Polly: Well, that's hardly anything to be glad about.

Pollyanna: Well, my father always used to say...

Aunt Polly: Yes, well, never mind what your father used to say. Pollyanna, this is going to be your new home now, and I hope you'll be very happy with me. Nancy will show you to your room.

Pollyanna: I'm very glad you sent for me, Aunt Polly. Your home is very lovely.

Aunt Polly: Thank you.

Pollyanna: It must make you awfully glad.

Aunt Polly: Glad?

Pollyanna: That you're so very rich!

[Reverend Ford starts to cough. Nancy takes Pollyanna out of the room]

Nancy Furman: Honestly!

Pollyanna: Did I say something wrong?

Nancy Furman: Well, let's just say there are about sixty-eleven things you could've said besides that!

Aunt Polly: Nancy, I thought I made myself clear about gentlemen callers.

Nancy Furman: Mam?

Aunt Polly: Don't pretend you don't understand me. I saw you and George Dodds out in the summer house.

Nancy Furman: George has been every inch a gentleman with me!

Aunt Polly: We won't discuss it! If you want to remain on my staff, I don't want you to see him any longer.

Aunt Polly: Pollyanna, I think we should talk about you and your position in this community. Do you know why it's called Harrington Town?

Pollyanna: Mother said it was named after my grandfather.

Aunt Polly: That's right. And everyone in this town looks to us to set a good example. In how we conduct ourselves, in our duties and manners, in what we think and even what we say.

[Angelica rolls her eyes in disgust]

Aunt Polly: So we must always try to be good examples to everyone in everything we do. Is that clear?

Pollyanna: Yes, Aunt Polly.

Aunt Polly: Just remember our family position and conduct yourself properly. And modestly.

Pollyanna: Oh, you mean before? I understand that now. I'll never say that again!

Aunt Polly: You understand what?

Pollyanna: About the money. I'm not supposed to be glad we're so very rich. Huh?

Aunt Polly: Well, uh, I think it's time for you to get ready for bed, young lady.

Aunt Polly: That dress is disgraceful. Tomorrow we'll go into town and get you some decent clothes.

Pollyanna: [incredulous] Store-bought?

Aunt Polly: Why, of course. Where else would we get them?

Pollyanna: Out an actual store? *New* clothes?

Aunt Polly: You're a Harrington now. I want you to look like one.

Reverend Paul Ford: If we could all just be a little more quiet, cooperative, orderly please. If we could all just stop shouting and cooperate, I'm sure...

Aunt Polly: There is nothing wrong with that building! All it needs is new plumbing.

Mayor Karl Warren: Today the plumbing, tomorrow the roof, and the Lord knows what - excuse me, Reverend - and who knows what's going to happen next!

Aunt Polly: You were very happy when my father donated the building to the town.

Mayor Karl Warren: Oh, for pete's sake, Polly Harrington, listen to reason! It's a dilapidated old relic! The dining hall, the dispensary. Even my nephew Dr. Chilton there, he noticed that. Ed, tell them what you said.

Dr. Edmond Chilton: I don't think I ought to say anything.

Mayor Karl Warren: No, no, now, tell them what you said. I want them to hear it.

Dr. Edmond Chilton: Well, I got a pretty good look at the dispensary when I fixed Mr. Geary's arm, and I imagined it seemed a little inadequate for thirty-two children.

Mayor Karl Warren: There, now you've heard it.

Aunt Polly: We all thank you for your interest, Edmond, but it's an equipment problem. We're talking about Harrington House, which is a landmark in this town, and I intend to see that it stays that way.

Mayor Karl Warren: It would cost more to fix that dilapidated old wreck than it would to put up a new one!

Aunt Polly: It won't cost this town one cent! My father donated the building to the town, and I will stand the cost of the pipes or the plumbing or whatever it is that's necessary. It's my duty, and I will not shirk it.

Mayor Karl Warren: And I suppose there's not one person here who has the gumption to stand up and say what you think? Is there? What about you, Reverend?

Reverend Paul Ford: No, no, I never take sides in these matters.