Danny: What’s that? Like the sound of a big wall falling over into the sea. Everything’s slipping out from under me. Can’t you feel it? Starting in slow, then hundreds of miles an hour. There’s a wind in my ears, a terrible rushing wind. Everything’s going past me like telegraph poles! Everything’s going backwards! Everything I’ve ever seen! Faster and faster, back to the day I was born! I could see it coming — the day I was born! I’m going to die.
George: Why don’t you tell them the truth! Why don’t you tell them we’re a million miles from civilization with no chance of getting out of here alive. It’s slow starvation, that’s what it is! A slow horrible death!
Gloria: [Hysterical laughter] Well, that’s perfect. Just perfect. What a kick I’m going to get out of this. A year ago, a doctor gave me six months to live — that was a year ago! I’m already six months to the good. I’m on velvet! I haven’t got a thing to lose! But you, you the noble animals of the human race, what a kick I’m going to get out of watching you squirm for a change! What a kick! [Hysterical laughter]
I’ve been watching my way through Joan Crawford’s filmography (I’m at 57 I think now!) and finally was able to watch this gem from, at the time, the only female director in Hollywood: Dorothy Arzner. The one review I could find of the film from its initial release is not too generous, but I have to say I absolutely loved this film.
Jerry Warriner: What did you tell him? That our cars broke down and we had to spend the night at your apartment because it was the taxi strike?
Lucy Warriner: No, no, I didn’t tell him that. I told him the truth. And, strangely enough, he believed me.
Jerry Warriner: Oh.
Lucy Warriner: Yes, it was very refreshing.
Carol Clayton: You idiot, I did the one thing that would send him away.
Duke Bradley: You did? What was that?
Carol Clayton: I kissed him.
Duke Bradley: And that sent him away? Oh Carol, you underestimate yourself.
Carol Clayton: You don’t understand, Hartley happens to be a gentleman.
Duke Bradley: Oh, well then I’m glad I’m a mug. Kiss me like that and see if I go home.