Duchess Quotes in The AristoCats (1970)

Thomas O'Malley: Why, your eyes are like sapphires sparkling so bright. They make the morning radiant and light.

Marie: How romantic.

Berlioz the Kitten: Sissy stuff.

Duchess: Oh, c'est très jolie, monsieur. Very poetic. But it is not quite Shakespeare.

Thomas O'Malley: 'Course not. That's pure O'Malley, baby. Right off the cuff. Yeah. I got a million of 'em.

[Berlioz has been scared by a frog]

Duchess: Oh, darling. That's only a little frog, my love.

Berlioz the Kitten: But he had a mouth like a "hippolotamus."

Duchess: Thomas, this is Amelia and Abigail Gabble.

Thomas O'Malley: Yeah, honey. Get those two web-footed lifeguards out of here.

Duchess: Now, now, Thomas.

Thomas O'Malley: Okay. Okay, baby.

[to the geese]

Thomas O'Malley: Hiya, chicks.

[Abigail and Amelia Gabble laugh]

Abigail Gabble: We're not chickens. We're geese.

Thomas O'Malley: [sarcastically] No. I thought you were swans.

Thomas O'Malley: You know something? I like Uncle Waldo.

Duchess: [laughs] Especially when he's marinated.

Duchess: Berlioz, come back here. Haven't you forgotten something, darling?

Berlioz the Kitten: Thank you, Miss Frou-Frou, for letting me ride on your back.

Frou-Frou the Carriage-Horse: You're quite welcome, young man.

[Berlioz turns to his mama]

Berlioz the Kitten: How was that, Mama?

Duchess: Very good, darling. That was very nice.

Berlioz the Kitten: We were just practicing biting and clawing.

Duchess: Aristocats do not practice biting and clawing, and things like that. It's just horrible.

Toulouse the Orange Kitten: But someday, we might meet a tough alley cat.

Duchess: Monsieur O'Malley, you could have lost your life.

Thomas O'Malley: So I have a few to spare. Nothing.

[Berlioz compares an unsightly painting to Edgar and laughs]

Duchess: Now, Berlioz, that is not kind. You know Edgar is so fond of us, and takes very good care of us.

[Cut to Edgar emptying a bottle of sleeping pills into the cats' milk while singing to himself]

Duchess: [sings] Speak roughly to your little boy, and beat him when he sneezes / He only does it to annoy, because he knows it teases.

Cook: [sings] Wow! Wow! Wow!

Duchess: [sings] I speak severely to my boy, I beat him when he sneezes / For he can thoroughly enjoy the pepper when he pleases.

Cook: [sings] Wow! Wow! Wow!

Duchess: You're rotten, Tennessee, dirty. And what's more, you like it that way.

Goldie Slater: [in Duchess' bordello] I've never been in a place like this before.

Duchess: Don't you worry. You'll feel right at home.