Ninotchka
1939
Ninotchka: We don't have men like you in my country. Leon: Thank you. Ninotchka: That is why I believe in the future of my country.
Leon: It's midnight. Look at the clock, one hand has met the other hand, they kiss. Isn't that wonderful?
Count Leon D'Algout: Do you like me just a little bit? Ninotchka: Your general appearance is not distasteful.
Ninotchka: Don't make an issue of my womanhood.
Ninotchka: Why do you want to carry my bags? Porter: That is my business. Ninotchka: That's no business. That's social injustice. Porter: That depends on the tip.
Ninotchka: The last mass trials were a great success. There are going to be fewer but better Russians.
Iranoff: Do you want to be alone, comrade? Ninotchka: No.
Leon: A Russian! I love Russians! Comrade, I've been fascinated by your five-year plan for the last fifteen years.
Ninotchka: What have you done for mankind? Leon: Not so much for mankind... for womankind, my record isn't quite so bleak.
Leon: Ninotchka, it's midnight. One half of Paris is making love to the other half.
Ninotchka: Let's form our own party. Leon: Right. Lovers of the world, unite!
Ninotchka: I'm so happy, I'm so happy! Nobody can be so happy without being punished.
Leon: I'll picket your whole country! I'll boycott you! No more vodka! No more caviar! No more Tchaikovsky! No more borscht!
Anna: Oh, that Burganoff. You never know if he's on his way to the washroom or the secret police.
Ninotchka: I should hate to see our country endangered by my underwear.
Comissar Razinin: This anonymous report was sent to me. They're dragging the good name of our country through every cafe and nightclub. Here: How can the Bolshevik cause gain respect among the Muslims if your three representatives Bujlianoff, Iranoff and Kopalski get so drunk that they throw a carpet out of their hotel window and complain to the management that it didn't fly?
Iranoff: We can say whatever we want. We can shout! We can complain! Look: THE SERVICE IN THIS HOTEL IS TERRIBLE! See? Nobody comes, nobody pays any attention! That's freedom. Buljanoff: That's bad management.
Ninotchka: I must have a complete report of your negotiations and a detailed expense account. Buljanoff: No, non, Ninotchka. Don't ask for it. There's an old Turkish proverb that says: If something smells bad, why put your nose in it? Ninotchka: And there is an old Russian saying: The cat with cream on his whiskers had better find good excuses.
Ninotchka: Must you flirt? Count Leon d'Algout: Well, I don't have to, but I find it natural. Ninotchka: Suppress it.
Ninotchka: When I kissed you, I betrayed a Russian ideal. I should be stood up against the wall. Leon: Would that make you feel better? Ninotchka: Much better. Ninotchka: I have paid the penalty.
Ninotchka: The day will come when you will be free. Go to bed, Little Father, we want to be alone.
Leon: A radio's a little box that you buy on the installment plan, and before you tune it in, they tell you there's a new model out.
Prologue: This picture takes place in Paris in those wonderful days when a siren was a brunette and not an alarm - and if a Frenchman turned out the light it was not on account of an air raid!
Grand Duchess Swana: The morning after always looks grim if you happen to be wearing last night's dress.
(Ninotchka is examining a map of Paris) Leon: Pardon me, are you an explorer? Ninotchka: No. I'm looking for the Eiffel Tower. Leon: Good heavens, is that thing lost again? Oh, are you interested in a view? Ninotchka: I'm interested in the Eiffel Tower from a technical standpoint. Leon: Technical? No, no, I'm afraid I couldn't be of much help from that angle. You see, a Parisian only goes to the tower in moments of despair to jump off. Ninotchka: How long does it take a man to land? Leon: Now isn't that too bad? The last time I jumped, I forgot to time it.
Leon: What kind of a girl are you, anyway? Ninotchka: Just what you see. A tiny cog in the great wheel of evolution. Leon: You're the most adorable cog I've ever seen.