Parthy Quotes in Show Boat (1936)

Chorus: [first lines; the opening credits are halfway through and still being shown, when we hear the black chorus singing offscreen:] Darkies all work while the white men play,/Loading up boats with the bales of cotton/ Gittin' no rest till de Judgement Day. /Git yourself a brand new gal, /A lovin' baby who's the apple of your eye,/ Coal Black Rose or High Brown Sal,/ They always bake the sparrer and the chickin pie!/ Darkies all work on the Mississippi,/Darkies all work while the white folks play/ Loadin' those boats with the bales of cotton, / Gittin' no rest till the Judgement Day.

[steamboat whistle sounds offscreen and picture changes to a shot of the showboat arriving in the distance and the black chorus singing onscreen]

Chorus: Cotton Blossom, Cotton Blossom,/ Long to see you growin' free,/When they pack you on the levee/ you're a heavy load to me!/ Cotton Blossom, Cotton Blossom/ Long to see you growin' wild...

Young Black Man: There's the show boat!

Chorus: [singing] On the levee, you're too heavy/ For this poor black child!

[the workers run to the dock. The calliope plays as we see shots of townspeople running toward the dock. Then band plays]

Parthy: [on the boat, over the noise of the band] Andy! Andy!

Cap'n Andy Hawks: Goshamighty, woman, what's eatin' ya?

Parthy: Did you tell the band to wear their new uniforms?

Cap'n Andy Hawks: Course I did. What did we get 'em fer?

Parthy: You'll have 'em all ruined!

Cap'n Andy Hawks: Goshamighty, well, look, they're waitin' for us. That's our public! Hiya, public!

[He waves and the crowd cheers]

Parthy: I could say that my name was Bonaparte, and show you Napoleon's tomb; that wouldn't make him my grandfather would it?

Parthy: We don't usually pick up actors off the wharves, but we can't be choosy right now!

Gaylord Ravenal: Madam, your courtesy is only exceeded by your charm.

Parthy: He's a murderer!

Magnolia: Mama!

Parthy: You're letting my daughter marry a murderer!

Cap'n Andy Hawks: Who's the murderer?

Parthy: That Ravenal! He killed a man.

Magnolia: Gay!

Cap'n Andy Hawks: Then why ain't he in jail, or hanged?

The Sheriff: The jury figured the gentleman he killed oughta went anyhow.

Parthy: Andy Hawks, are you going to stand there and let your only child marry a murderer?

Cap'n Andy Hawks: Oh don't be so narrow minded, Mrs. Hawks, I killed a man myself once.

Parthy: You killed?

Cap'n Andy Hawks: Yes, me. Now, are you comin' with us, or ain't you? They're going to be married.

Parthy: Married to a murderer! Oh!

[she faints]

Ellie May Chipley: She's fainted.

Cap'n Andy Hawks: Are you sure?

The Sheriff: She's out.

Cap'n Andy Hawks: Good! Now we'll go on with the wedding.

Parthy: Mercy! Something must be on fire the way Queenie's running

Cap'n Andy Hawks: Now what's the trouble, Queenie?

Queenie: There's a powerful fine lookin' fella' out here, wants to know if you all could accommodate him by takin' him down the river fuh as the next town.

Cap'n Andy Hawks: We don't carry no passengers - fine lookin' did you say? Is he an actor?

Queenie: Might be. But he seems more like the kind of a gentleman it's a pleasure to wait on.

Cap'n Andy Hawks: It's Saturday night again!

[He slaps Parthy affectionately on her rear end]

Parthy: Oh! It's Wednesday night and don't you strike me!

Cap'n Andy Hawks: It's Saturday night forever!

Parthy: Yes, and Fourth of July... and Christmas... and

[imitating Cap'n Andy when he celebrates New Year's Eve]

Parthy: Hap - - -py New Year!