Curly Top
1935
Mrs Denham: Do you know why you are here this time? Elizabeth: Yes, Ma'am. Mrs Denham: Then tell me why. Elizabeth: Don't *you* know?
Elizabeth: Oh, my duck does a wonderful trick. My duck can lay an egg. Mrs Higgins: And just what is so wonderful about that? Elizabeth: Well, can *you* lay an egg? (pause) . . . Oh, excuse me.
Edward Morgan: How would you like it if you and I got to be very, very good friends? Elizabeth: I don't think I would like it, sir.
Mrs Higgins: Child, you're absolutely uncontrollable. Elizabeth: Yes, Ma'am!
Elizabeth: I like to make things to eat, and I especially like to eat them.
Mr Wyckoff: When I was young, we didn't have a play problem because we didn't have time to play!
Edward Morgan: I've got a friend that -- Elizabeth: Oh, I bet that isn't true. Edward Morgan: What? Elizabeth: You said you had a friend. I bet you have *lots* of friends.
Mrs Higgins: Under the circumstances, I have made every allowance for you, but when you bring animals into the dormitory, I must act. Elizabeth: That's what my daddy and mommy used to do! Mrs Higgins: What? Elizabeth: Act!
Edward Morgan: There's no human problem that can't be solved by kindness.
Edward Morgan: (on a painting) Just suppose the figure of that lovely child should suddenly come to life. Suppose it smiled at you and waved its hand. What would you do? Aunt Genevieve: I'd call a doctor!
Edward Morgan: Oh, I've gone mad, Aunt Genevieve. Delightfully mad!
Elizabeth: What's a lawyer? Edward Morgan: Well, if you ever get into trouble, a lawyer is a person who gets you out of trouble. Elizabeth: Oh, my. I could use one almost every day!
Edward Morgan: From now on, she's going to have all the lovely things in life, just because she has a right to them.
(both sobbing) Mrs Higgins: Henrietta, what are you blubbering about? Mrs Denham: I can't help it. I'm so happy. Mrs Higgins: There's no need to be sentimental. Mrs Denham: Well, what are *you* crying for? Mrs Higgins: Why shouldn't I? Why can't I be happy, too?
Edward Morgan: Curly, you're an old flatterer. Elizabeth: Is that something bad?
Elizabeth: Thank you, sir. Reynolds: Thank *you*, miss. Elizabeth: Why, I didn't do anything!
(Elizabeth gestures at Reynolds to crouch) Reynolds: (still standing) What is it, Miss? Elizabeth: Couldn't you come down here so I can talk to you?
Aunt Genevieve: Well, I think I will send for that doctor. Edward Morgan: I should if I were you! And before the doctor arrives, allow me to be the first to congratulate you. Aunt Genevieve: Congratulate me for what? Edward Morgan: My dear, you're about to become a mother.
Elizabeth: I wish you wouldn't bow so much. Reynolds: I'm sorry, miss. (bows) Elizabeth: There you go again. You make my backache.
Aunt Genevieve: I have every reason to believe that Jimmy Rogers means to propose to Mary before the summer is over. Edward Morgan: How do you know that? Aunt Genevieve: I looked at him.
Reynolds: My word, miss. You *are* a package.
Aunt Genevieve: Edward Morgan, insanely jealous and acting like a sixteen-year-old Romeo! Oh, this is the happiest day of my life!
Elizabeth: Mary said that I was going to live in Jimmy's house. Does that mean that Jimmy's getting married to me, too?
Elizabeth: Uncle Edward, I don't want to get married to Jimmy. Edward Morgan: Well, why not? Elizabeth: Because I want Mary and me to get married to you. Edward Morgan: Curly, you're a designing woman, you know that, don't you?