J. Wellington Smythe Quotes in Bright Eyes (1934)

J. Wellington Smythe: As far as I can find out, there are no relatives.

Anita Smythe: Now what are we to do?

J. Wellington Smythe: She's no concern of ours. We have neither a legal nor a moral responsibility.

Anita Smythe: But after all, the woman worked for us. People will naturally expect us to do something. Maybe one of those aviators would like to adopt her.

J. Wellington Smythe: Well, if they do, let them go to court. All we can do is see that the little girl is placed in an institution.

Uncle Ned Smith: Now listen to me, you two. I want you to understand just one thing. If you ever expect to get anything out of me, you're going to be human enough and decent enough to take Shirley into this house to live. I'll pay for her board and her clothes.

J. Wellington Smythe: Why, Uncle Ned, that won't be necessary.

Anita Smythe: Well, naturally. We had no idea you felt this way about the child.

Uncle Ned Smith: Well, I do. If you don't want her here, I guess I can find some other place for her. And I guess I can find another place for me, too!

Uncle Ned Smith: You're that aviator, aren't you? Well, I don't like airplanes.

James 'Loop' Merritt: Well, I don't like wheelchairs.

Uncle Ned Smith: You stay in those airplanes long enough, and you'll end up in one! What's he doing here?

J. Wellington Smythe: You see, Uncle Ned, he thinks it would be a good idea for Shirley to go and live with him.

Uncle Ned Smith: What? He wants to take Shirley away? Are you married?

James 'Loop' Merritt: No, I'm not.

Uncle Ned Smith: How much do you make?

James 'Loop' Merritt: Enough to support myself.

Uncle Ned Smith: Where do you live?

James 'Loop' Merritt: At the airport.

Uncle Ned Smith: Where do you eat?

James 'Loop' Merritt: In restaurants.

Uncle Ned Smith: Well, you can't have her!

James 'Loop' Merritt: Oh yeah? Who says so?

Uncle Ned Smith: I say so!

James 'Loop' Merritt: I've got more right to her than you have!

Uncle Ned Smith: We'll see about that!

Anita Smythe: You must practice your piano. You won't have to practice again until after Santa Claus comes.

Joy Smythe: There ain't any Santa Claus!

Anita Smythe: Don't say ain't, darling, say isn't.

Joy Smythe: Ain't, ain't, ain't!

J. Wellington Smythe: What's all this noise about?

Joy Smythe: Mama wants me to practice, and I don't wanna!

J. Wellington Smythe: You must do as your mother says.

Joy Smythe: No, I ain't gonna!

J. Wellington Smythe: Now, see here ...

Anita Smythe: Now, darling, remember what the psychoanalyst said. The child mind must never be coerced. One must use reason and persuasion. Now, dear, practice your piano and Mama will buy you something nice.

Joy Smythe: What?

Anita Smythe: Anything you like. What do you especially want?

Joy Smythe: A machine gun!

J. Wellington Smythe: Why, Uncle Ned, why didn't you call us?

Uncle Ned Smith: Call you? I yelled, and I shouted and I bellowed. A thanks lot of good it did me. No one pays any attention to me. No one cares what happens to me. All you do is think of yourselves.

Anita Smythe: Oh, Uncle Ned, you know that isn't so.

Uncle Ned Smith: Mary!

Mary Blake: Yes, Mr. Symthe.

Uncle Ned Smith: My name is Smith. His name is Symthe.

Mary Blake: Yes, Mr. Smith.

Uncle Ned Smith: Didn't you hear me holler a little while ago?

Mary Blake: No, sir, I didn't.

Uncle Ned Smith: These folks around here better get their ears fixed.