Boy Wonder Quotes in Inserts (1975)

Harlene: You really should clean your pool.

Boy Wonder: Where would I piss?

Boy Wonder: [referring to his actress's private parts] Unwrap the meat!

Boy Wonder: Rex, are you going to stand there all day and oil your cuff-links on the top of your greasy head... or do you wanna get to work?

Boy Wonder: Three rhetorical questions in one day. What, am I turning into rubber?

Big Mac: I swear you do it just to rile me, pure and simple.

Boy Wonder: Nothing pure, old sport, is ever simple.

Boy Wonder: OK, Miss Cake, let us see exactly how far down into it we can get.

Cathy Cake: Uh, into what?

Boy Wonder: Into the valley of indecency.

Cathy Cake: Well, that's a pretty crummy way of looking at it.

Boy Wonder: The trick, Miss Cake, is not to look at it at all, but simply limp to the edge of patience and let yourself fall.

Boy Wonder: Nothing simple, Miss Cake, is ever pure.

Cathy Cake: You're scared of something, you're trembling like a leaf.

Boy Wonder: I'm not scared of anything, sweetheart.

Cathy Cake: If you're not scared of anything, how come you never go out of your house any more, huh?

Boy Wonder: The day Wally Reid died, I was having lunch with Griffith, Gish and Hayes. Somebody came in and told us what happened, and Gish started crying, right away. She said, "Poor Wally. Poor Wally. What am I going to do now?" Had to leave the table, she was crying so hard. Old Will Hays, of course, got up to go after her. She used to bring that out in people. And as he left, he turned to us and he shot this out like spit, and he said, "Good riddance. Good riddance to bad rubbish." After they were gone, Griffith turned to me, and he was smiling. I'd never seen that son of a gun look so happy in my life. You know what he said? He said, "God bless him. God bless that poor son of a bitch for not dying in the middle of my picture." And then he ate Lillian's dessert.

[repeated line]

Boy Wonder: [to himself] Are you kidding me?

Harlene: Hey, you ought to speak to the cop at the gate. He forgot to ask for my pass.

Boy Wonder: You're late.

Harlene: Is that so? How would you know?

Boy Wonder: I can tell. I'm two shots under the label.

Harlene: Too bad. Three shots under and you couldn't have told shit.

Boy Wonder: Yeah? Four shots under and you'd be on your way out the door 'cause I'd be crawling back under the sack.

[last lines]

Boy Wonder: Unless I missed my guess... it's almost time for lunch.