High Society (1956)

Grace Kelly: Tracy Lord

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• Tracy Lord : I'm such an unholy mess of a girl.

  C. K. Dexter-Haven : Oh, come on, that's not even good conversation, Tracy.

• Mike Connor : Mr Kittredge, it may interest you to know that our so-called affair consisted of exactly two kisses and one rather late swim both of which I thoroughly enjoyed and the memory of which I wouldn't part with for anything. After which I returned here, carried her to her room, deposited her on her bed and promptly returned here which you will no doubt remember.

  George Kittredge : That's all?

  Mike Connor : That's all.

  Tracy Lord : Why? Was I so cold? So forbidding?

  Mike Connor : Not at all. On the contrary but you were somewhat the worse or the better for the wine and there are rules about such things.

• Mrs. Seth Lord : George told us what happened. Your father will make an announcement.

  Tracy Lord : Oh, thank you. No, no, I got myself into this, I'll get myself out. Ooh.

  C. K. Dexter-Haven : Go. Go.

  Tracy Lord : [opens the door to address the guests]  Good morning.

  [to the organist] 

  Tracy Lord : Will you stop that racket? Good morning. I'm afraid there's been a slight hitch. My fiancé that was... that is... he's decided we should call it a day and I quite agree with him and... oh Dexter, help me please?

  C. K. Dexter-Haven : Say "two years ago I did you out of a wedding in this house by eloping to Maryland"

  Tracy Lord : Two years ago I did you out of a wedding in this house by eloping to Maryland.

  C. K. Dexter-Haven : "But I hope to make it up to you now by going through with it as originally planned."

  Tracy Lord : But I hope to make it up to you now by...

  [looks at Dexter, he nods and smiles] 

  Tracy Lord : by going through with it as originally and most beautifully planned.

  C. K. Dexter-Haven : "So, if you'll just keep your seats a moment."

  Tracy Lord : So, if you'll just keep your lovely seats a moment...

  C. K. Dexter-Haven : "That's all"

  Tracy Lord : That's all.

  [shuts the door] 

  Tracy Lord : Oh Dexter, are you sure?

  C. K. Dexter-Haven : No, but I'll risk it if you will.

  Tracy Lord : You're not just doing it to save my face?

  C. K. Dexter-Haven : It's such a sweet old face.

• Mike Connor : She's a lovely girl.

  Tracy Lord : Yes, isn't she? Ah, but we're afraid she has a homicidal streak.

• Tracy Lord : Oh, it got dark all of a sudden.

• Mike Connor : We'll go over the wall. Whose car should we use?

  Tracy Lord : Any one.

  Mike Connor : How about that blue one?

  Tracy Lord : Oh no, that's mine!

• Tracy Lord : Look everybody, it's Uncle Willy! Wasn't it nice of Uncle Willy to surprise us?

• Mike Connor : Hands up!

  Tracy Lord : Oh it's you! Go away.

  Mike Connor : Where are you going?

  Tracy Lord : Some place and dance.

  Mike Connor : But they're dancing in there.

  Tracy Lord : I know but George is frowning at me and I can't dance when anyone frowns at me.

• Tracy Lord : There are fairies at the bottom of my garden all ringing little bells.

• Mrs. Seth Lord : Tracy, look at the way she does her hair.

  Tracy Lord : Oh, yes, it's lovely. Is it lacquered?

• Tracy Lord : Do you like my dress?

  Uncle Willie : Oh yes, it's quite beautiful.

  Tracy Lord : It's awfully heavy.

• Tracy Lord : One thing's for sure. You're well rid of me.

  C. K. Dexter-Haven : Oh, no, no-one can say that but me.

• C. K. Dexter-Haven : Hey, skipper, when do we eat?

  Tracy Lord : Now.

  C. K. Dexter-Haven : Boy, you've been at it long enough.

  Tracy Lord : It's bride's prerogative.

  C. K. Dexter-Haven : It's just I don't like you out of my sight for so long.

  Tracy Lord : That's nice.

• Tracy Lord : I would like to talk to you privately.

  C. K. Dexter-Haven : Well now, I consider that right neighborly.

• Tracy Lord : Are you learning anything about the idle rich?

  Mike Connor : Yeah, they drive too fast. Where are we headed anyway?

  Tracy Lord : The graveyard.

  Mike Connor : I'm not ready.

  Tracy Lord : I thought I'd show you the playground of the rich, the graveyard of the wealthy.

  Mike Connor : Well, for that I'm ready.

• Tracy Lord : Oh, I think men are wonderful.

  Liz Imbrie : The little dears.

• Tracy Lord : Mother, don't you think Caroline is old enough to be sent to a good military school?

• Mike Connor : Oh Tracy, you're tremendous.

  Tracy Lord : It's funny because I feel very small. Put me in your pocket, Mike.

• Tracy Lord : I'm truly sorry to have been a disappointment to you.

  Seth Lord : I've never said that and I never will.

• Tracy Lord : Isn't it a fine day. Is everybody fine? That's fine.

• Tracy Lord : You know, you're my very, very favorite uncle.

  Uncle Willie : I'd be highly complimented if it weren't for the fact that I'm the only uncle you have.

• Tracy Lord : Help me off the pedestal.

  Seth Lord : Watch out for that first step, it's quite a tumble.

• Caroline Lord : Tracy, it's your song! Dexter must be home.

  Tracy Lord : Mother, has Dexter come back?

  Mrs. Seth Lord : Well, we knew he was giving his house over to the jazz festival, maybe he has come back.

  Tracy Lord : He's back. No-one else would play that song. That cheap, vulgar, dreadful song.

  Caroline Lord : That beautiful, wonderful song he wrote especially for her? That's gratitude.

• Tracy Lord : Caroline Lord, if you put this picture in my wedding presents once more I am going to personally chain you to your bed.

• Tracy Lord : So far, I've received 24 nut dishes and 16 silver ice picks.

  Caroline Lord : That should give you an idea of what people think of your next husband.

  Tracy Lord : Mother, don't you think Caroline's old enough to go to a good military school?

• C. K. Dexter-Haven : You can still be a wonderful woman.

  Tracy Lord : I haven't the same high hopes for you.

  C. K. Dexter-Haven : I don't wanna be a wonderful woman.

• Tracy Lord : And what little mission of mischief brings you out of the bushes?

• Tracy Lord : Oh my, she was yare.

  George Kittredge : Yare? What's yare?

  Tracy Lord : Sleek, quick to the helm, everything a boat should be.

• Mike Connor : Girls only?

  Tracy Lord : We're democratic. We're allowing men.

  Mike Connor : The only bachelor parties I attended were with girls who came out of cakes.

  Tracy Lord : Please, Mr. Connor. This is Newport.

• Tracy Lord : You know, the strangest thing. I keep thinking I hear bells.

  Mike Connor : That's the champagne for you. They're now putting bells in the bubbles.

• Tracy Lord : I don't seem to remember last night at all. I must've had too much sun yesterday.

  C. K. Dexter-Haven : Oh, yes, the sun will do it every time.

• Tracy Lord : There are fairies are at the bottom of my garden.

  C. K. Dexter-Haven : Yes, I know.

  Tracy Lord : And they're all ringing little bells.

• Tracy Lord : With your background and taste and intelligence you could have become a serious composer, or a diplomat or anything you wanted to be. And what have you become? A jukebox hero?

  C. K. Dexter-Haven : Well, is that bad?

• Tracy Lord : Isn't it time for your milk and arsenic, darling?

• Tracy Lord : Mike, are you having a wonderful time?

  Mike Connor : It's a gasser.

• Tracy Lord : Oh, English history has always fascinated me. Cromwell and Robin Hood and Jack the Ripper. Where did he teach - your father, I mean.

• Tracy Lord : You must be... . Of course you are. I adore strangers.

• Tracy Lord : George? You don't really mind him, do you?

  George Kittredge : Dexter? Well, how do you mean?

  Tracy Lord : Well, I mean, the fact of him.

  George Kittredge : I still don't understand, dear.

  Tracy Lord : You know, that he was - well, my lord and master.

  George Kittredge : No one has ever been your lord and master.

  Tracy Lord : Until now.

• Tracy Lord : Golly Moses, I'm a lucky girl.

• Tracy Lord : And I'm to be examined, undressed and generally humiliated at 15 cents a copy?

• Tracy Lord : I'll give them a slant on Newport home life that will stand their hair on end.

• Liz Imbrie : My name is Elizabeth Imbrie.

  Tracy Lord : Elizabeth Imbrie. It sounds like a medieval saint who was burned to death.

• Tracy Lord : Mr. Haven has become quite famous since our divorce. Undoubtedly you know of his piano concerto, "Choo Choo Mama."

• C. K. Dexter-Haven : Gee, I didn't know you wanted a husband who would be kind of a high priest to a virgin goddess.

  Tracy Lord : Oh, stop using those foul words.

• C. K. Dexter-Haven , Tracy Lord : [singing]  For you and I have a guardian angel, On high, with nothing to do, But to give to you and to give to me, Love forever true...

• C. K. Dexter-Haven : You hussy!

  Tracy Lord : [giggles]  You said you'd eat anything.

• George Kittredge : There's a beautiful purity about you like a statue to be worshipped.

  Tracy Lord : But I don't want to be worshipped. I want to be loved.

• Seth Lord : What most wives don't seem to realize is that a husband's philandering, even as innocuous as my own, has nothing whatever to do with them.

  Tracy Lord : And pray, just what has it to do with, then?

  Seth Lord : A reluctance to grow old, I think.

• Tracy Lord : You came here with your mind already made up. The time to make up your mind about people is never.

• Tracy Lord : Let's the three of us dance together!

  Uncle Willie : No, no, no, my dear. That just isn't done, you know.

• Mike Connor : Oh, Tracy, Tracy. Darling, you're lit from within. Bright, so bright.

  Tracy Lord : I don't seem made of bronze, then?

  Mike Connor : No, you're made of flesh and blood. That's the blank, unholy surprise of it all.

• Tracy Lord : All of a sudden, I've got the shakes.

• Mike Connor : What can I say, darling?

  Tracy Lord : Oh, not anything. Don't say anything. And especially not *darling*.

• Tracy Lord : Oh, I don't know anything anymore.

  C. K. Dexter-Haven : Now, that sounds hopeful.