Witness for the Prosecution
1957
Janet Mackensie: Perhaps you can help me, your Lordship. Six months, I have applied for my hearing aid and I am still waiting for it. Judge: My dear madame. Considering the rubbish that is being taught nowadays, you are missing very little.
Sir Wilfrid: Be prepared for hysterics and even a fainting spell. Better have smelling salts handy and a nip of brandy. Christine Vole: I do not think that will be necessary. I never faint because I am not sure that I will fall gracefully and I never use smelling salts because they puff up the eyes. I am Christine Vole.
Leonard Vole: But this is England, where I thought you never arrest, let alone convict, people for crimes they have not committed. Sir Wilfrid: We try not to make a habit of it.
Miss Plimsoll: Teeny weeny flight of steps, Sir Wilfrid, we mustn't forget we've had a teeny weeny heart attack.
Leonard Vole: What are you looking for? Christine Vole: My accordion. Leonard Vole: (stepping on it) I think I've found it. Christine Vole: Step on it again. It's still breathing.
Leonard Vole: (in Christine's bombed-out hovel) It's horrible! In a gemutlich sort of way.
Mr Myers: I hope we are not to be deprived of the learned and stimulating company of Sir Wilfrid?
Sir Wilfrid: I am constantly surprised that women's hats do not provoke more murders.
Miss Plimsoll: Shall we roll up the window, Sir Wilfrid? Sir Wilfrid: Just roll up your mouth, that's all I ask!