Roxana Hartley Quotes in Just a Gigolo (1931)

Roxana Hartley: Do you know how they breed roses, Lord Hampton? It's terribly interesting. I only found it out today. A rose, Lord Hampton, is both male and female. And in order to get little new kind of roses, well, they have to do the most peculiar things.

Roxana Hartley: Oh, darling, I want a cocktail.

Lord George Hampton: What sort of a cocktail?

Roxana Hartley: Let's have a sidecar!

Roxana Hartley: That's old stuff, Mama. We're more advanced now. Schnetzenhauser said in his famous book on sex relations that...

Lord George Hampton: My dear child, however did you come across that book?

Lady Jane Hartley: What book is this? Why haven't I heard of it?

Roxana Hartley: Oh, you wouldn't understand it, Mama. Lord Hampton, if I'm going into a strange country, I need a guidebook, don't I? If you go into a jungle, you want to know what's behind the next tree. A girl of today should know everything, read everything and do everything.

Lord George Hampton: Yes, my soul, you have brought her up well, Jane - in the modern manner.

Lady Jane Hartley: Yes. I didn't mean her to be quite so modern; but, she - just turned out that way.

Roxana Hartley: Oh, darling, I just have to think, I have a date. I'm dancing here today.

Lady Jane Hartley: Dancing? With who?

Roxana Hartley: The sweetest gigolo.

Lord George Hampton: A hired dancing partner?

Roxana Hartley: Everybody has one, darling. You hire a professional dancer, just as you would a riding master.

Roxana Hartley: I want to get the inside, eh, dope on him.

Lord George Hampton: Dope?

Lord Robert Brummel: Oh, quite right. As Schnetzenhauser says in his famous book on sex, if you're going into the jungle, you want to know what's behind the next tree. A young girl of today should know life as it really is.

Lord George Hampton: You two seem to have been exchanging ideas.

Roxana Hartley: Let's show them those new steps.

Lord Robert Brummel: Shall we start with the knee-to-knee half turn?

Roxana Hartley: Lovely.

[Dancing]

Roxana Hartley: Don't you love it Lord Hampton?

[to Robert]

Roxana Hartley: Now, let's show them Passions Deep.

Lord Robert Brummel: She's a beautiful dancer.

Roxana Hartley: Gwyneth? Oh, not bad.

Lord Robert Brummel: Oh, very good. She has technique.

Roxana Hartley: You mean I haven't technique?

Lord Robert Brummel: I mean you don't need technique.

Dan: Would you like a stroll?

Roxana Hartley: I'd love to.

Dan: Who's the man?

Roxana Hartley: Oh, that's not a man. It's a gigolo.

Roxana Hartley: I'm getting awfully hot.

Lord Robert Brummel: So am I!

Roxana Hartley: Believe it or not, we were just practicing a new dance step.

Gwenny: Really dear, there must be very little left for you to learn.

Roxana Hartley: Oh, you mean a crest!

Pauline: Yes, that is it. The paper he writes on, his pajamas, his underwear even. He has hid those things from you.

Roxana Hartley: Oh, well I should hope so!

Roxana Hartley: So, Lord Robert Brummel is afraid I'm like all the other women he's known. He wouldn't marry Roxan Hartley without finding out if she's worthy of him - and after he's made love to half the women of Europe!

Pauline: Naturellement! Men - you know, they are all the same way. They want to try every woman in the world for themselves; but, their wives, that's a coat of a different color.

Lord Robert Brummel: Are you ready?

Roxana Hartley: Rather!

Roxana Hartley: Oh, I've never been so thrilled in all my life. Our first flight - to Heaven. It's going to be a glorious sensation.

Lord Robert Brummel: You like sensations, don't you?

Roxana Hartley: Pleasant ones, of course.

Roxana Hartley: I'm dizzy too, but not from a plane. I'm dizzy with joy! More joy, darling.

[Hands him her champagne glass]

Lord Robert Brummel: You've had too much joy already.

Roxana Hartley: Oh, darling, I thought you were my suitor not my Sunday school teacher.

Roxana Hartley: You were perfect, darling! I'm sure he thought we'd been married for years.

Roxana Hartley: We're alone now. Aren't you thrilled!

Roxana Hartley: Then, my riding master was next. Hmmm. Jolly old chap, Tony. Spanish! Hmmm. What a lot I learned from Tony. Hmmm. Then, there was a fascinating actor from Russia.

Roxana Hartley: Oh, that idiot! I wouldn't marry him if he was the last man on earth. What a rotter he is! Imagine Mama wanting me to marry such a vulgar.

Lord Robert Brummel: What was in that box?

Roxana Hartley: Oh, darling, how naughty you are. Pajamas, of course.

Roxana Hartley: Carry me in - my conqueror.

Roxana Hartley: Naughty boy! Don't you come in!

Lord Robert Brummel: Roxy, let me in.

Roxana Hartley: You unspeakable cad! I never hated and despised anyone so - in all my life.

Lord Robert Brummel: Darling!

Roxana Hartley: You beast! You brute! You swine!

Lord Robert Brummel: Darling, I love you!

Roxana Hartley: You come in here and I'll turn on the shower!