Vera Prescott Quotes in The Secret of My Succe$s (1987)

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Vera Prescott Quotes:

  • [after sex]

    Brantley Foster: Can I make a personal observation?

    Vera Prescott: Um, anything but the thighs.

    Brantley Foster: You know, somebody sold you a bill of goods and convinced you you had to be 21 forever. That's bullshit. I think you're terrific; I think the only thing wrong with you is your husband is a jerk. You're beautiful, you're intelligent, you're sensuous...

    Vera Prescott: Say that again!

    Brantley Foster: Which part?

    Vera Prescott: All of it!

    [sounds of car]

    Vera Prescott: Oh, no.

    Brantley Foster: What, what is it?

    Vera Prescott: It's the jerk.

    [Brantley rushes to the window]

    Vera Prescott: My husband.

    Brantley Foster: My uncle!

    Vera Prescott: Your what?

    Brantley Foster: Oh God, that makes you...

    Vera Prescott: Auntie Vera?

    Brantley Foster: Oh! God!

    [Vera laughs]

    Brantley Foster: Oh God, oh God, oh God! What's my mother going to say? I've disgraced my whole family!

    Vera Prescott: Oh, the hell you did!

  • Vera Prescott: Why haven't I met you before?

    Fred Melrose: Maybe you ain't been hangin' out in the mailroom.

    Vera Prescott: Oooh, the "male room." I like that sound!

  • Vera Prescott: That was a very expensive vase, you bitch!

  • Vera Prescott: [into phone] This is the third weekend in a row he's found an excuse not to come to the country... No, I don't know, but knowing him it's probably some teenage airhead from the steno pool. Hmph. The last one I caught him with was so dumb, she thought "dictation" was some kind of S&M trip.

  • Howard Prescott: What you are doing in here?

    Vera Prescott: [half naked] Feeling romantic...

    Howard Prescott: Oh. What's for dinner?

    Vera Prescott: Ohh, Howard! You really know how to sweep a girl back onto her feet.

  • [at Brantley's apartment]

    Brantley Foster: Oh, God. What are you doing here?

    Vera Prescott: Brantley, darling, I heard you calling me telepathically - I'm VERY psychic - so of COURSE I rushed right over.

    Brantley Foster: I would've used the phone...

    Vera Prescott: Mental telepathy's much more reliable.

  • Brantley Foster: We have a problem.

    Vera Prescott: What?

    Brantley Foster: It's your husband: he's my boss.

    Vera Prescott: O-oh, him. We won't tell him. Besides, Howard's working late tonight - on whom, I have no idea.

  • [Vera tries to seduce Brantley at the office]

    Brantley Foster: Aunt Vera, listen, since the last time we met there's been a change.

    Vera Prescott: Yes... nice suit, Brantley!

    [she starts undressing him; he tries to escape]

    Brantley Foster: Agh! Ow! Look, what I mean to say is... Oh, Christ! I'm not free any more!

    Vera Prescott: What, you're going to charge me? Oh ho, you're getting awfully cynical - does your mother know about this?

    Brantley Foster: Ohh, no, I am not available.

    Vera Prescott: Oh, good, you're not going to charge me.

  • Brantley Foster: Look, I like you, I really like you, but I gotta tell you, I have become seriously and emotionally involved with someone who isn't my aunt.

    Vera Prescott: I forgive you, Brantley.

    [continues trying to seduce him]

  • Vera Prescott: I'm going to introduce you to the most powerful money men in New York, and if you can do to them what you've done to me...

    Brantley Foster: I can't do that!

    Vera Prescott: I mean bowl them over, darling! You're irresistible when you turn on that boyish charm.

  • Howard Prescott: Let me get this straight - Brantley is Whitfield?

    Brantley Foster: That's right. Brantley is Whitfield; Whitfield is Brantley.

    Vera Prescott: And Christy is the bimbo! Well, now that we've all had Mouseketeer roll call, I'm just going to go call my lawyer.

    Howard Prescott: [lying] No, wait a minute. Christy is not the bimbo I was screwing around with at the office.

    Christy Wills: People better stop calling me bimbo!

    Howard Prescott: It was an entirely different bimbo altogether.

    Vera Prescott: That's fine; how many bimbos would you say there were?

    Howard Prescott: I misspoke myself. There weren't any bimbos at all.

    Brantley Foster: Except Christy.

    Howard Prescott: Right. No!

  • Vera Prescott: [to Brantley] I could spend a week inside those sweet unwrinkled eyes...

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