Lucy Muir Quotes in The Ghost and Mrs. Muir (1947)

Lucy Muir: I'm sorry. It's very kind of you to want me back, but I'm going to stay. I'll manage somehow; so, please be good enough to shove off.

Lucy Muir: [referring to her romance with Miles Fairley] You, yourself, said I should mix with people, that I should see... men.

Captain Gregg: I said men, not perfumed parlor snakes!

Lucy Muir: You can be much more alone with other people than you are by yourself, even if it's people you love. That sounds all mixed up, doesn't it?

Mr. Coombe: In my opinion, you are the most obstinate young woman I have ever met!

Lucy Muir: Thank you, Mr. Coombe. I've always wanted to be considered obstinate!

Lucy Muir: Why does he haunt? Was he murdered?

Mr. Coombe: No. He committed suicide.

Lucy Muir: [gasps] I wonder why?

Mr. Coombe: To save someone the trouble of assassinating him, no doubt!

Captain Gregg: [discussing Mr. Fairley] And the way he was smirking at you, like a cat in the fishmonger's! You should have slapped his face!

Lucy Muir: Why? I found him... rather charming!

Captain Gregg: "Rather charming!" Now you're starting to talk like him!

Lucy Muir: How in blazes do you want me to talk?

Captain Gregg: That's better!

Lucy Muir: You've been watching me bathe.

Miles Fairley: But always from a respectable distance.

Anna Muir as an Adult: You know my weakness for sailormen.

Lucy Muir: Well, it's the first I've heard of it.

Anna Muir as an Adult: Oh, it's a lifelong vice.

Lucy Muir: He took me unaware!

Captain Gregg: [laughs] My dear, since Eve picked the apple, no woman 's ever been taken entirely unawares.

Lucy Muir: It's no crime to be alive!

Captain Gregg: No, my dear, sometimes it's a great inconvenience. The living can be hurt.

Lucy Muir: [to the ghost of Captain Gregg] You'll... you'll forgive me if I... if I take a moment to get accustomed to you.

Lucy Muir: I don't know anything about the sea, except that it is romantic.

Captain Gregg: Hmm. That's what all landsmen think. Seamen know better.

Lucy Muir: Then why do they go to sea?

Captain Gregg: Because they haven't the sense to stay ashore.

Lucy Muir: I'm expecting Mr. Fairley. We're having a picnic.

Martha Huggins: [dismissively] You mean he is.

Lucy Muir: I wish you wouldn't swear. It's so ugly.

Captain Gregg: If you think that's ugly, it's a good thing you can't read me thoughts!

Lucy Muir: This is he 20th century. We must rid ourselves of the old fetishes and taboos.