Imitation of Life
1959
Lora Meredith: Well, I'm going up and up and up - and nobody's going to pull me down!
Lora: You're aiming high. Steve: Why not? It doesn't cost anymore. Don't you believe in chasing rainbows?
Sarah Jane: I'm someone else. I'm white... white... WHITE!
Annie: I'd be happy knowin' you're meetin' nice young folk... Sarah Jane: Busboys! Cooks! Chauffeurs! (Hmph) Like Hawkins. No thank you; I've seen your "nice young folk". Annie: I don't wanna fight with you, honey. Not tonight. I don't feel too good. While I get started on the anchovies, will you take this tray in to Miss Lora and her friends? Sarah Jane: (sarcastic) Why, certainly. Anything at all for Miss Lora and her friends.
(Sarah Jane enters carrying a serving tray on her head) Sarah Jane: (affected Southern Negro accent) Fetched y'all up a mess 'a crawdads, Miss Lora... fo' you an' yo' friends! Lora: Well, that's quite a trick, Sarah Jane... where did you learn it? Sarah Jane: (affected Southern Negro accent) Oh, 'tain't no trick ta' totin', Miss Lora! I learned it from my mammy, an' she learned it from ol' massa, 'fo' she belonged to you...
Steve: Your bones... Lora Meredith: What about my bones? Steve: They're perfect. My camera could easily have a love affair with you.
Annie: How do you tell a child that she was born to be hurt?