C.R. MacNamara Quotes in One, Two, Three (1961)

C.R. MacNamara: [voiceover] Some of the East German police were rude and suspicious. Others were suspicious and rude.

Borodenko: When will papers be ready?

C.R. Macnamara: I'll put my secretary right to work on it.

Mishkin: Your secretary? She's that blond lady?

C.R. Macnamara: That's the one.

Peripetchikoff: [after conferring with the others] You will send papers to East Berlin with blond lady in triplicate.

C.R. Macnamara: You want the papers in triplicate, or the blond in triplicate?

Peripetchikoff: See what you can do.

C.R. MacNamara: What were you doing in East Berlin?

Scarlet: You mean last night?

C.R. MacNamara: I mean *all* those nights.

Scarlet: You see, there's this boy over there. Wow!

C.R. MacNamara: What boy? What have you been up to?

Scarlet: Well, I met him about six weeks ago. I went into East Berlin and there was this parade and they wanted to arrest me.

C.R. MacNamara: Arrest you?

Scarlet: Because I was taking pictures. And then this boy, he was in the parade, he said to the police man I shouldn't be arrested, I should be pitied, because I was a typical bourgeois parasite and the rotten fruit of a corrupt civilization. So naturally, I fell in love with him.

C.R. MacNamara: They're staying at the Grand Hotel Potemkin. You know where that is?

Fritz: Yes, sir. It used to be the Great Hotel Goring, and before that, it was the Great Hotel Bismarck.

[First line, voiceover]

C.R. MacNamara: On Sunday, August 13th, 1961, the eyes of America were on the nation's capital, where Roger Maris was hitting home runs #44 and 45 against the Senators. On that same day, without any warning, the East German Communists sealed off the border between East and West Berlin. I only mention this to show the kind of people we're dealing with - REAL SHIFTY!

C.R. MacNamara: Any world that can produce the Taj Mahal, William Shakespeare, and Stripe toothpaste can't be all bad.

C.R. MacNamara: It's that damned German efficiency.

C.R. MacNamara: You know something? You guys got cheated. This is a pretty crummy cigar.

Peripetchikoff: Do not worry. We send them pretty crummy rockets.

Otto: [bursts into room wearing boxers, shirt, tie and morning coat] I'm going to like this job!

C.R. MacNamara: It's about time you started cooperating.

Otto: You know what the first thing is I'm going to do? I'm going to lead the workers down there in revolt!

C.R. MacNamara: Put your pants on, Spartacus!

Scarlet: So you just tell Daddy I'm on my way to the U.S.S.R. That's short for Russia.

C.R. MacNamara: Are you out of your seventeen-year-old mind? Russia is to get out of, not to get into!

C.R. MacNamara: Schlemmer, I want all those people out there to drop everything and stand by for orders! General alarm, complete mobilization!

Schlemmer: Ah, like the good old days, yes, sir!

C.R. MacNamara: [to Otto] The only royalty we know are Count Basie, Duke Snider, and Earl Wilson.

Otto: Capitalism is like a dead herring in the moonlight. It shines, but it stinks.

Scarlet: [to MacNamara] He talks like that all the time.

[to Otto]

Scarlet: Tell him about Coca-Cola Colonialism.

Otto: As Chairman Khrushchev said on the 40th anniversary of the revolution...

C.R. MacNamara: [Interrupting] To hell with the revolution and to hell with Khrushchev!

Otto: [Drawing in a big breath and puffing out his chest] The hell with Frank Sinatra.

[But later, Schlemmer recognizes the reporter Untermeyer (played by Til Kiwe)]

Schlemmer: Herr Oberleutnant!

C.R. MacNamara: You two know each other?

Schlemmer: He was my commanding officer.

C.R. MacNamara: In the subway?

Schlemmer: No, after that, when I was drafted.

C.R. MacNamara: Aha! Gestapo!

Schlemmer: No, no, SS.

C.R. MacNamara: Ten minutes early! That's a hell of a way to run an airline! Planes are supposed to be late, not early!

Phyllis MacNamara: Why can't you get yourself a nice permanent job with the home office in Atlanta?

C.R. MacNamara: Atlanta? You can't be serious! That's Siberia with mint juleps!

Peripetchikoff: No formula, NO DEAL!

C.R. MacNamara: OK, NO DEAL!

Borodenko: We do not need you! If we want Coca-cola, we invent it ourselves!

C.R. MacNamara: Oh, yeah? In 1956 you flew a bottle of Coke to a secret laboratory in Sverdlosk. A dozen of your top chemists went nuts trying to analyze the ingredients. Right?

Mishkin: No comment!

C.R. MacNamara: And in 1958, you planted two undercover agents in Atlanta to steal the formula. And what happened? They both defected! And now they're successful businessmen in Florida packaging instant borscht. Right?

Peripetchikoff: No comment!

C.R. MacNamara: Last year you put out a cockamamie imitation "Kremlin-kola!" You tried it out in the satellite countries, but even the Albanians wouldn't drink it. They used it for SHEEP DIP! RIGHT?

Mishkin: No comment!

C.R. MacNamara: So either get down to business or get off the pot!

C.R. MacNamara: [at first meeting Otto] Where did you dig him up? He doesn't even wear socks!

Scarlet: He doesn't wear shorts, either! Isn't that exciting?

Peripetchikoff: [trying to trade for Ingeborg] Would you take new automobile? 1961 Moskvich hardtop convertible, two-tone.

C.R. MacNamara: You mean that Russian hot rod parked outside?

Peripetchikoff: Is wonderful car. Is exact copy of 1937 Nash.

C.R. MacNamara: What's come over you, Phyllis? After sixteen years...

Phyllis MacNamara: Maybe after sixteen years, every marriage gets a little stale, like a leftover glass of beer.

C.R. MacNamara: Look, Phyllis, can't we discuss this problem without bringing up a rival beverage?

C.R. MacNamara: [Scarlet takes off Otto's cap, revealing his shaggy, disheveled hair] He could use a haircut... and I'd like to give it to him myself with a hammer and sickle.

Otto: You! I should take that "wedding present" and break it over your head!

C.R. MacNamara: That's gratitude after all the trouble I went through to get you out of jail!

Otto: You got me into jail!

C.R. MacNamara: So we're even!

C.R. MacNamara: Some of the East German police were rude and suspicious, others were suspicious and rude. The eastern sector under communist domination was still in rubble but the people went about their daily business, parading.

Phyllis MacNamara: Atlanta!

C.R. MacNamara: Yeah, I'm the new vice president in charge of bottle caps. They're kicking me upstairs.

Phyllis MacNamara: That's something I've always wanted to do myself.

C.R. MacNamara: Just between us, Schlemmer, what did you do during the war?

Schlemmer: I was in der Untergrund: the underground.

C.R. MacNamara: Resistance fighter?

Schlemmer: No, motorman. In the underground, you know, the subway.

C.R. MacNamara: Of course you were anti-Nazi and you never liked Adolf.

Schlemmer: Adolf who?

C.R. MacNamara: Schlemmer you're back in the SS, small salary!

C.R. MacNamara: Cigarette? Cigar?

Peripetchikoff: Here, take one of these.

C.R. Macnamara: Thanks. Hm, 'Made in Havana'.

Peripetchikoff: We have trade agreement with Cuba. They send us cigars, we send them rockets.

C.R. Macnamara: Good thinking.

[Ingeborg is in her slip in MacNamara's office]

C.R. MacNamara: You better put something on. Your goose pimples are showing.

Ingeborg: [looking down] That's nothing. You should see my sister.

C.R. MacNamara: Oh, yeah, I uh, I forgot he doesn't wear shorts.

[underwear]

Phyllis MacNamara: No wonder they're winning the Cold War.

Ingeborg: Here's your mail, here's your Wall Street Journal, and here's my resignation.

C.R. MacNamara: Resignation? What are you talking about?

Ingeborg: You do not work me overtime anymore, you do not take advantage of me on weekends, you have lost all interest in the... umlaut. So obviously, my services are no longer required here.

C.R. MacNamara: The only thing I want from you, Scarlett Piffl, is silence. And very little of it!

Peripetchikoff: While they are putting Uncle Sam in cuckoo clock, we will put Soviet cosmonaut on moon.

C.R. MacNamara: Okay, so you guys may be the first to shoot a man to the moon, but if he wants a Coke on the way, you'll have to come to us.

Otto: I spit on your money. I spit on Fort Knox. I spit on Wall Street.

C.R. MacNamara: Unsanitary little jerk, isn't he?

Otto: We will take over West Berlin. We will take over Western Europe. We will bury you!

C.R. MacNamara: Do me a favor. Bury us but don't marry us.

C.R. MacNamara: I wish I were in hell with my back broken...

C.R. MacNamara: What have we got here?

Phyllis MacNamara: Whatever it is, it's all ours for the next two weeks.

[in mock Southern accent]

Phyllis MacNamara: Isn't that marvy?

[squeaky giggle]

C.R. MacNamara: [to Otto, who is ranting at Mac about revolution while waiting for his wedding trousers to be altered] Put your pants on, Spartacus!

C.R. MacNamara: No, don't pack his old clothes!

Schlemmer: What shall we do with them?

C.R. MacNamara: Burn them! But first have them disinfected!

C.R. MacNamara: You've defected?

Peripetchikoff: Is old Russian proverb: "go west young man."

C.R. MacNamara: I think your mother's absolutely right, it's silly to pack them. What are you gonna do with roller skates in Venice? All the streets are under water.

Tommy MacNamara: So what? I'm taking my aqualung and my snorkel.

Ingeborg: What do you want in this, cream, sugar?

C.R. MacNamara: Just a couple of lumps of Benzedrine. It's gonna be a rough day.

C.R. MacNamara: [Schlemmer has returned from East Berlin wearing Ingeborg's dress] Schlemmer!

Schlemmer: Yes, sir? I'm sorry I didn't shave this morning.

Ingeborg: Look at my dress! It's ruined!

C.R. MacNamara: Did you have any trouble getting out of East Berlin?

Schlemmer: No, but I had a little trouble in West Berlin. I was picked up by an American soldier in a Jeep. He was very fresh, wanted to take my picture for something called "Playboy?"

Jeweler: Schmuck!

C.R. MacNamara: What did you say?

Jeweler: Schmuck- Jewelry.

C.R. MacNamara: Oh.

C.R. MacNamara: [Greeting the three Russian bureaucrats] If it isn't my old friend Hart, Schaffner, and Karl Marx!

C.R. MacNamara: Any world that can produce the Taj Mahal, William Shakespeare, and Stripe toothpaste can't be all bad.

C.R. MacNamara: [On the phone with headquarters in Atlanta] And how about the Russian deal? Napoleon blew it, Hitler blew it, but Coca Cola's gonna' pull it off.

Wendell P. Hazeltine: Forget it, MacNamara. Forget it. We are not interested in doing business behind the Iron Curtain.

C.R. MacNamara: We're not interested in the Russian market?

Wendell P. Hazeltine: I wouldn't touch the Russians with a ten-foot pole... and I don't want anything to do with the Poles, either.

Peripetchikoff: Instead of dollars, you would accept three-week tour of Bolshoi Ballet?

C.R. MacNamara: Please, no culture, just cash.

Mishkin: The Ugly American!

C.R. MacNamara: [to his office staff as they snap to attention numerous times] Sitzen machen!

Scarlet: Before you meet Daddy, I must warn you there are certain things he feels very strongly about. One is the Civil War.

Otto: Civil War?

C.R. MacNamara: If the subject comes up, just say it was a draw.