Mark Cardigan Quotes in His Kind of Woman (1951)

Mark Cardigan: What about tomorrow morning?

Dan Milner: All right, what about it?

Mark Cardigan: The hunting. I've got all the equipment you need. How about me rootin' you out about five.

Dan Milner: Five?

Lenore Brent: He shoots them as they crawl out of bed.

Dan Milner: I'm too young to die. How about you?

Mark Cardigan: Too well-known.

Dan Milner: Well, if you do get killed, I'll make sure you get a first-rate funeral in Hollywood, at Grauman's Chinese Theatre.

Mark Cardigan: I've already had it. My last picture died there.

Mark Cardigan: I'm out of my mind to ask her... She hates everything I do.

Dan Milner: She likes you.

Mark Cardigan: Yeh, I know, that's what I don't understand.

Dan Milner: If she liked me, man, I wouldn't try to understand.

Mark Cardigan: Alas, why must I be plagued by yammering magpies on the eve of battle?

Mark Cardigan: This place is dangerous. The time right deadly. The drinks are on me, my bucko!

Myron Winton: [after he and the other guests have viewed one of Mark Cardigan's films] Yes sir, I agree with those folks: that was one of the finest movies I've ever seen. They oughta' make 'em ALL like that. None of this nonsense about social matters. People don't go to the movies to see how miserable the world is - they go there to eat popcorn and be happy!

Mark Cardigan: [Addressing Mr. Krafft] What did you think of it?

Martin Krafft: [Dourly] It had a message no pigeon would carry.

Mark Cardigan: [Slightly amused, turning to Mr. Winton] At my studios, all messages are handled by Western Union.

Myron Winton: You know, you can't take his opinion on anything: he's an *intellectual.*

[Cardigan responds with a look of mild alarm]

Mark Cardigan: [to Milner and Lenore] Well, what did you think of the picture?

Lenore Brent: [Sarcasm] Oh, it was fine. It was just a little long - about an hour and a half.

Mark Cardigan: [Preparing to go out and rescue Dan Milner] Now might I drink hot blood and do such bitter business the earth would quake to look upon.

Helen Cardigan: [Rolling eyes] 'Hamlet' again...

Gerald Hobson: Mark, this is no time for histrionics.

Mark Cardigan: [Scoffing] What fools ye mortals be.

Helen Cardigan: Mark... you're wounded!

Mark Cardigan: 'Tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church door.

Mark Cardigan: This is man's work. Women are for weeping.

Mark Cardigan: [the rescue boat he was "commanding" has sunk beneath him] Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground.

Mark Cardigan: I must rid all the seas of pirates.

Mark Cardigan: You know, this is the most wonderful place in the whole world. You should see the buck I killed yesterday. You'll see the pictures as soon as Morro gets them in his album. He's makin' a scrapbook of everything I kill!

Lenore Brent: Yes, he mentioned it. He also said that, given the time and ammunition, you might very well rid the world of all animal life.