Oliver Stone Quotes in Nothing Sacred (1937)

Oliver Stone: I am sitting here, Mr. Cook, toying with the idea of removing your heart... and stuffing it like an olive!

Wally Cook: You mean to say you stood there and let me beat a defenseless woman?

Oliver Stone: I did, Mr. Cook.

Wally Cook: Where's your sense of chivalry?

Oliver Stone: My chivalry? Aren't you just a trifle confused, Mr. Cook? You hit her!

Wally Cook: That's entirely different! I love her!

Oliver Stone: Before I finish with that female Dracula, she'll know one thing: that Oliver Stone is worse than radium poisoning four ways from the jack!

Oliver Stone: Pneumonia... It's the finger of God if it's true.

Oliver Stone: I've been through an inferno. I haven't been able to enter a cafe for the past three weeks, without the band playing "Dixie"!

Oliver Stone: Jumping H. Sebastian. She's double-crossed us!

Oliver Stone: Read that! Rub your nose in it. That's Hazel Flagg - the biggest fake in the century. A lying, faking witch with the soul of a eel and the brain of a tarantula!

Oliver Stone: [On the phone trying to locate the doctor] Yes, Dr. Emil Eggelhoffer of Vienna. Well, try the medical center. Try Schultz's Beer Garden!

Oliver Stone: Well, my fine Oriental Potentate, I'm not going to have you arrested. I'm going to put you on the payroll as a janitor!

Ernest Walker: Thank you, sir.

Oliver Stone: And I always want you present in the local room where my reporters and Mr. Wallace Cook can drink you in constantly as a warning against fakes!

Ernest Walker: Yessir. May I ask, a Mr. Cook report any more? I wouldn't like for him to lose his job. He was very nice to me.

Oliver Stone: Mr. Cook is not going to be discharged, your majesty. For his own good and the good of the "Morning Star", I am going to remove him from the land of the living!

[Next scene, Wallace Cook typing at the Obituary Desk]

Wally Cook: Listen, Oliver, I tell you I'm innocent. I was just as fooled by Old Black Joe as you were. I believed everything he said, just as you did. Now, Oliver, either you cut out these fat-headed monkey shines of yours and let by-gones be by-gones, or I'm walking out of this fish trap right here and now.

Oliver Stone: You're under contract to the "Star" for five more years. You're not in the position to resign. Unless you wish to retire from journalistic efforts over that period.

Wally Cook: Oliver, you're not going to keep me pounding out obituaries for five years?

Oliver Stone: Those are my plans, Mr. Cook.

Wally Cook: Are you stewed or something? I came in her for congratulations. What's up? What's eating you?

Oliver Stone: I am sitting here, Mr. Cook, trying to figure some way out of the blackest disaster that has ever struck down an innocent man since the days of Judas Iscariot.

Oliver Stone: Get to the Waldorf Hotel as quick as you can! Grab Hazel Flagg and bring her to this office - if you have to drag her through the street by the hair!

Oliver Stone: What if this kid doesn't die in three weeks? What if he just keeps on living?

Wally Cook: Why, I wouldn't let him do a thing like that to you, Oliver!

[Oliver does a reactive take]

Oliver Stone: Waiter! Bottle of ginger ale for Mr. Flagg!

Waiter: [disappointed that it's not champagne] Bottle of ginger ale for Mr. Flagg.

Oliver Stone: Domestic!

Wally Cook: Oh, come on, Oliver, where's your sense of humor?

Oliver Stone: [after she laughs] You were going to marry him. He would have done to you what he did to the paper.

[she stops laughing]

Wally Cook: [angrily] Why that two-timing little fraud!

Oliver Stone: Where's YOUR sense of humor?

Oliver Stone: ...in a couple of hours the whole city of New York is going to be banging at the door howling for your blood!

Homer Flagg: Why, I ain't got enough for everybody!

Oliver Stone: [to Wally] I am sitting here, Miss Cook, toying with the idea of removing your heart and stuffing it like an olive.