Sky Masterson: We just got time to catch the last plane to New York.
Sergeant Sarah Brown: People miss planes. It happens.
Sky Masterson: Yeah? It also happens that people win with loaded dice.
Sergeant Sarah Brown: I know what I’m doing.
Sky Masterson: Do you, kid? [beat] I don’t.
Joe: Wadda you feel like doing, Angie?
Angie: I don’t know. Wadda you feel like doing?
Joe: I don’t know. George what are you doing tonight?
Marty: “What are you doing tonight?”… “I don’t know, what are you doing?!” The burlesque! Loew’s Paradise! Miserable and lonely! Miserable and lonely and stupid! What am I, crazy or something?! I got something good here! What am I hanging around with you guys for?! [walks away]
Angie: Watsa, Marty? Watsa matter with you?
Marty: You don’t like her. My mother don’t like her. She’s a dog, and I’m a fat, ugly little man. Well, all I know is I hadda good time last night. I’m gonna have a good time tonight. If we have enough good times together, I’m gonna go down on my knees and I’m gonna beg that girl to marry me. If we make a party again this New Year’s, I gotta date for the party. You don’t like her, that’s too bad.
This is a year wherein I 100% agree with the winner the Academy picked – Marty. It’s one of my favorite films period, let alone one of my favorite Best Picture winners. That being said, the three nominees I’ve seen from that year (Marty, Picnic and Mister Roberts) are all fabulous films. I decided to talk about Picnic because it has one of my all-time favorite performances and there’s lots of shirtless William Holden. Picnic was nominated for six Oscars, winning two: Best Score, Best Color Art Direction-Set Decoration (won), Best Film Editing (won), Best Supporting Actor Arthur O’Connell, Best Director and Best Picture. The other films nominated for Best Picture that year were: Love Is a Many-Splendored Thing, Mister Roberts, The Rose Tattoo and winner Marty.
Frank Stark: We give you love and affection, don’t we? Well, then what is it? Was it because we went to that party? Well, you know what kind of drunken brawls those kind of parties turn into. It’s not a place for kids.
Mrs. Carol Stark: A minute ago, you said you didn’t care if he drinks.
Mrs. Stark, Jim’s grandmother: He said a little drink.
Jim Stark: You’re tearing me apart!
Mrs. Carol Stark: What?
Jim Stark: You, you say one thing, he says another, and everybody changes back again!
Mrs. Carol Stark: That’s a fine way to behave!
Mrs. Stark, Jim’s grandmother: Well, you know who he takes after.
Millie Owens: When I graduate from college I’m going to New York, and write novels that’ll shock people right out of their senses. I’m never gonna fall in love. Not me! I’m not gonna live in some jerkwater town and marry some ornery guy and raise some grimy kids. But just because I’m a dope doesn’t mean you have to be.
Madge Owens: Millie.
Millie Owens: Go with him, Madge.
Madge Owens: Millie?
Millie Owens: For once in your life, do something bright.