Drama Lines Flashcards
(95 cards)
Douglas: You can manage, Mrs Withers. You’re doing fine.
Mrs Withers: This is an outrage. An absolute outrage!
Douglas: Think of it as an adventure.
Mrs Withers: I don’t want an adventure. I want a refund!
Arlene: That would be Douglas and Mrs Withers.
Mrs Withers: You have a great deal to answer for, young Captain Butterworth.
Tom: Don’t excite yourself, Mrs. Withers. In this heat it’s bad for your blood pressure.
Mrs. Withers: I’ll thank you to leave my blood pressure out of this. i told my husband you were far too young to be a ship’s captain. I should have known you’d do something wrong.
Tom: How did I know the ship hit a sandbar and half-sink?
Mrs. Withers: You’re the Captain. You’re supposed to know about such things. Where’s Napoleon? Where’s my precious darling?
Douglas: Here’s Napoleon, Mrs Withers.
Mrs. Withers: Poor, poor Napoleon. Are you quite sure you’re all right. “Woof, woof.” I shall certainly complain to the travel agency that booked me on that wretched vessel. I never want to hear the name of that ship again.
Brenda/Jan/Penny: Vengence
Mrs Withers: I said I never want to hear the name of that ship again
Brenda/Jan/Penny: Sorry
Mrs Withers: That’s another thing. Those girls. They’re imposters. They only pretended to be the DeVine Sisters.
Brenda: We only wanted a chance to prove we had talent.
Mrs. Withers: Fraud, that’s what it was.
Brenda: Wow. Think of the publicity when the world discovers a famous Hollywood star like Honey Hotchkiss is missing.
Mrs. Withers: I don’t like publicity of any kind. It’s vulgar.
Arlene: That little old couple from Pasadena. Honey’s secretary, Miss Buford. Anyone who’s not here in the lagoon is missing, Captain.
Mrs. Withers: For goodness sake, Captain Butterworth. Do something.
Penny: Sure
Mrs. Withers: I, for one, have no intention of tracking through the jungle like some foolish explorer. What time is luncheon?
Others: Luncheon?
Mrs. Withers: I may be shipwrecked, but I have no intention of foregoing the pleasures of civilization. I expect, Captain Butterworth, that you’ll make my stay on this island as comfortable as possible. Right Napoleon?
Honey: Thank you. I’m sure. Likewise, too. Put them in my bungalow and get me some ice water.
Others: Bungalow? Ice water?
Honey: My bungalow. I want to go home to my bungalow. Where’s the ice water?
Mrs. Withers: She may be a famous film celebrity, but she’s a dumb one.
Honey: Watch it, granny.
Mrs Withers: Granny? How dare you!
Arlene: I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to stay here in the lagoon by yourself, Mrs Withers.
Mrs. Withers: I won’t be alone. I have Napoleon. He’ll protect me. Won’t you, Napoleon? “Woof, woof.”
Sees Witch Doctor
Screams
Mrs. Withers: The island is not deserted!
Witch Doctor: Walla-walla-mallamalla
Mrs. Withers: Get! Stay away from me!
Witch Doctor: Loomanga!
Mrs Withers: Sic ‘im, Napoleon! Bite him, Napoleon. “Woof, woof! Woof, woof!” Stay away, I say! “Woof, woof!”
Witch doctor: Walla-walla-mallamalla!
Screams
Cannibal!
Jan: The lagoon
Mrs: Withers: Who sent up that smoke signal?
Nurse Jane: I did.
Mrs Withers: Nurse Jane. At least we’ll have medical attention.
Trixie: What is this? A social hour? We are shipwrecked person. Doesn’t anyone have anything to say that’s important?
Mrs Withers: Is luncheon ready?