Susan Vance Quotes in Bringing Up Baby (1938)

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Susan Vance Quotes:

  • David Huxley: You don't understand: this is *my* car!

    Susan Vance: You mean *this* is your car? *Your* golf ball? *Your* car? Is there anything in the world that doesn't belong to you?

    David Huxley: Yes, thank heaven, YOU!

  • [Susan is stealing David's car from the golf course]

    Susan Vance: Now, don't lose your temper.

    David Huxley: My dear young lady, I'm not losing my temper. I'm merely trying to play some golf!

    Susan Vance: Well you choose the funniest places; this is a *parking-lot*.

  • David Huxley: [Susan is collecting pebbles] Susan, what are you doing?

    Susan Vance: Pebbles.

    David Huxley: Pebbles? What for?

    Susan Vance: Well, I've heard that if you throw pebbles up against a window, the people think it's hail and then they come and close the windows.

    David Huxley: I, I, I - Oh!

    [Susan throws the pebbles and they loudly crash against Peabody's window]

    David Huxley: Oh, I know we ought to go now, but somehow I can't move.

  • [David discovers the leopard in Susan's bathroom]

    David Huxley: Susan, you have to get out of this apartment!

    Susan Vance: I can't, I have a lease.

  • [David and Susan have just discovered that Baby is missing]

    David Huxley: Now don't lose your head, Susan.

    Susan Vance: My what?

    David Huxley: Don't lose your head!

    Susan Vance: I've got my head, I've lost my leopard!

  • [reading letter about new leopard]

    Susan Vance: "He's three years old, gentle as a kitten, and likes dogs." I wonder whether Mark means that he eats dogs or is fond of them?

  • Susan Vance: You've just had a bad day, that's all.

    David Huxley: That's a masterpiece of understatement.

  • David Huxley: But Susan, you can't climb in a man's bedroom window!

    Susan Vance: I know, it's on the second floor!

  • Susan Vance: You mean you want *me* to go home?

    David Huxley: Yes.

    Susan Vance: You mean you don't want me to help you any more?

    David Huxley: No.

    Susan Vance: After all the fun we've had?

    David Huxley: Yes.

    Susan Vance: And after all the things I've done for you?

    David Huxley: That's what I mean.

  • Susan Vance: Well, don't you worry, David, because if there's anything that I can do to help you, just let me know and I'll do it.

    David Huxley: Well, er - don't do it until I let you know.

  • [last lines]

    Susan Vance: Oh, David, can you ever forgive me?

    David Huxley: I... I... I...

    Susan Vance: You can! And you still love me.

    David Huxley: Susan, that... that...

    Susan Vance: You do. Oh, David.

    David Huxley: Oh, dear. Oh, my.

  • Susan Vance: I won't leave you, David! I love you!

    David Huxley: What?

  • Susan Vance: Now that's all perfectly clear, isn't it?

    Dr. Fritz Lehman: Yeah-No it *isn't* ! You see - she's going to give me an explanation...

    David Huxley: No no no and my dear sir, it never *will* be clear, as long as she's explaining it!

  • Susan Vance: There *is* a leopard on your roof and it's my leopard and I have to get it and to get it I have to sing.

  • [In jail]

    Susan Vance: Anyway, David, when they find out who we are they'll let us out.

    David Huxley: When they find out who *you* are they'll pad the cell.

  • [Limping after losing a heel from one shoe]

    Susan Vance: I was born on the side of a hill.

  • Susan Vance: [watching George the dog dig up what they think is David's dinosaur bone] Oh, look, David, a boot.

    David Huxley: [angrily] A boot.

    [picks it up and makes like he's going to swing with it]

    Susan Vance: Don't hit George, David.

    David Huxley: I wasn't going to hit *George*!

  • [Susan is pretending to be a mobster]

    David Huxley: Constable, she's making all this up out of motion pictures she's seen!

    Susan Vance: Oh, I suppose I saw you with that red-headed skirt in a motion picture ?

    Constable Slocum: There you are doc - another woman.

    Susan Vance: Sure, I wouldn't be squealing if he hadn't give me the run-around with that other twist.

    Constable Slocum: Oh, so he's a lady killer.

    Susan Vance: A lady killer? Why he's a regular Don Swan. Loves the ladies, don't ya, honey? He bops them over, one, two, three - boom - just like that.

    [Pretends to open a cork and toss it away]

    Susan Vance: He's a wolf.

    David Huxley: [Claps his head] Oh, so now I'm a wolf!

    [Collapses on a cot]

  • David Huxley: So if you don't mind, Susan, I'll see Mr. Peabody alone, and unarmed.

    Susan Vance: Without me?

    David Huxley: Yes, without you, and *definitely* without you.

  • Mr. Gogarty: [Gogarty, David, and Susan are in jail] Miss Susan! How'd you get here?

    David Huxley: Influence.

    Susan Vance: Don't worry, Gogarty, I'll get you out.

    David Huxley: Oh, sure. Look, she got me out.

  • David Huxley: Susan, is there any way to cross this stream?

    Susan Vance: Oh, surely it's shallow. We can wade across.

    [they both walk into the stream, then fall in after the floor drops off]

    David Huxley: Oh, Susan...

    Susan Vance: The riverbed's changed!

  • Mrs. Random: Who is this David?

    Susan Vance: He's a friend of Mark's.

    Mrs. Random: Is that all you know about him?

    Susan Vance: No, I know that I'm gonna marry him. He doesn't know it but I am.

    Mrs. Random: Now see here, if you're planning to marry him on my money you are very much mistaken. I don't want another lunatic in the family I have lunatics enough all ready. When are you going to marry him? What's his name?

    Susan Vance: It's uh Bone

    Mrs. Random: Bones ?

    Susan Vance: One Bone

    Mrs. Random: Well one bone or two bones it's a ridiculous name.

    Mrs. Random: What does he do?

    Susan Vance: He hunts

    Mrs. Random: Hunts? Hunts what?

    Susan Vance: Well - animals I should think.

  • Susan Vance: Oh, I'm caught on something - David, help me, will you?

    David Huxley: Oh, no. That's poison ivy.

    Susan Vance: I bet you wouldn't treat Miss Swallow this way.

    David Huxley: I bet Miss Swallow knows poison ivy when she sees it.

    Susan Vance: Yes, I bet poison ivy runs when it sees her.

  • David Huxley: [Pointing to a mark on the golf ball Susan just sank] There you see, it's a circle.

    Susan Vance: Well, of course it is, do you think it would roll if it were square?

  • David Huxley: [David has just slipped on the olive Susan had dropped and he has fallen backward - sitting upon his hat] Well I might have known you were here. I had a feeling - just as I hit the floor.

    Susan Vance: That was your hat.

  • Susan Vance: What would you say about a man who follows a girl around...

    Dr. Fritz Lehman: Follows her around...

    Susan Vance: ...And then when she talks to him, he fights with her?

    Dr. Fritz Lehman: Fights with her... is the young man your fiance?

  • Dr. Fritz Lehman: Well, the love impulse in men very frequently reveals itself in terms of conflict.

    Susan Vance: [Excitedly] The love impulse!

    Dr. Fritz Lehman: Without my knowing anything about it, my rough guess would be, that he has a fixation on you, a fixation...

    Susan Vance: No no wait a minute, I can't remember any more than that!

  • Susan Vance: [to David] You know why you're following me? You're a fixation.

  • Susan Vance: You're angry, aren't you?

    David Huxley: Yes, I am!

    Susan Vance: Mm-hmm. The love impulse in man frequently reveals itself in terms of conflict.

  • Susan Vance: Now please listen to me - you certainly can't think that I did that intentionally!

    David Huxley: Well, if I *could* think, I'd have run when I saw you!

  • Susan Vance: [Susan realizes that she has torn the back of her dress] Don't just stand there. Do something! Do something! Oh my goodness! Well, get behind me.

    David Huxley: I *am* behind you.

    Susan Vance: Well, get closer.

    David Huxley: I can't *get* any closer!

  • Mrs. Random: [Mrs. Random finds David and Susan running out of the house] Susan Susan - come back here - come back here this minute! What are you doing?

    Susan Vance: Hunting for George.

    Mrs. Random: Why?

    Susan Vance: [In a rush] David wants him, David loves him, David thinks he's such a nice dog.

    Mrs. Random: George is a fiend and you know it!

    Susan Vance: But David doesn't.

  • Susan Vance: [Susan is pretending to be a gun moll who is turning on supposed mobster partner David Bone by exposing his supposed alias to Constable Slocum] You mean to say you don't remember 'Jerry the Nipper' ?

    David Huxley: Constable she's making all this up out of motion pictures she's seen!

    [Irene Dunne refers to Cary Grant as 'Jerry the Nipper' in 'The Awful Truth']

  • David Huxley: My bone. It's rare. It's precious. What did you do with it?

    Susan Vance: The bone!

    David Huxley: Susan, you had it. Give it to me.

    Susan Vance: No, I haven't got it.

    David Huxley: Did you carry it somewhere?

    Susan Vance: No, David. Why would I carry a bone around?

    David Huxley: I wouldn't dare give a reason for anythting you do.

    Susan Vance: Well, I guess you'll have to find another one.

    David Huxley: It took three expeditions and five years to find that one!

    Susan Vance: David, now that they know where to find one, couldn't you send them back to get another one?

  • David Huxley: First you drop an olive, and then I sit on my hat. It all fits perfectly.

    Susan Vance: Oh, yes, but you can't do that trick without dropping some of the olives; it takes practice.

    David Huxley: What, to sit on my hat?

    Susan Vance: No, to drop an olive.

  • David Huxley: [David is trying to prove to Susan that she's playing his ball] You see, a PGA has two black dots and a Cro-Flight has a circle.

    Susan Vance: Mm-hmm. I'm not superstitious about things like that.

  • Mrs. Random: Well, what does he do?

    Susan Vance: He's a big game hunter.

    Mrs. Random: [She sees David chasing George around] You call that big game hunting?

  • David Huxley: I don't like leopards!

    Susan Vance: Well, just pretend he's a housecat.

    David Huxley: I don't like cats, either.

  • Susan Vance: [One the phone] Have you got a leopard?

    David Huxley: No.

    Susan Vance: Well, I've got a leopard, and you're a zoologist, so come over and help me.

    Susan Vance: [pauses] Yes, David, of course I know what a zoologist is!

  • Mrs. Random: [after David answers the door to her dressed only in Susan's negligee] Well, who is he?

    Susan Vance: Oh, he's a friend of Mark's, from brazil. He's had a nervous breakdown, and it's left him a little...

    [Moves her hand in small circles next to her ear to indicate that David is insane]

    David Huxley: [Under his breath] Oh, so now I'm a nut from Brazil!

    Mrs. Random: Why is he wearing your negligee?

    Susan Vance: Mark said that if he wants to wear a negligee, we have to let him wear a negligee.

  • Susan Vance: [She brings David his intercostal clavicle] Look! I found your bone!

    David Huxley: How did you find it?

    Susan Vance: Well, I followed George around for three days. I dug holes with him, and he dug holes with me, and I found your bone!

  • David Huxley: What would happen if Baby and George got together?

    Susan Vance: They'd probably get along.

    David Huxley: And if they didn't?

    Susan Vance: Then Baby would eat George.

  • Susan Vance: [Reading aloud from letter] "He likes music, especially that song 'I Can't Give You Anything But Love, Baby'."

    [Puts down letter, switches on record player]

    Susan Vance: I wonder why he likes that song, it's such an old tune, and...

    David Huxley: [Terrified] Susan, if we put the Victrola in the bathroom, would he go back in there?

  • David Huxley: My glasses! Don't move, Susan.

    Susan Vance: Here they are. Oooh, they're broken. I'm so sorry.

    David Huxley: It doesn't make any difference. The things I've been doing today, I can do just as well with my eyes shut.

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