Merrily We Live (1938)

Brian Aherne: Wade Rawlins

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• Mrs. Emily Kilbourne : Do you drive a car?

  Wade Rawlins : Well, I did.

  Mrs. Emily Kilbourne : Oh, but that's wonderful! Ambrose was such a poor driver, they tell me.

  Marian Kilbourne : Mother, if you're thinking of asking this... this...!

  Mrs. Emily Kilbourne : My mother always told me that children should be seen and not heard.

  Marian Kilbourne : Yes, but your mother was smarter than my mother.

• Jerry Kilbourne : [Wade is walking backwards as he leaves Jerry at the door]  Is that the way you always walk?

  Wade Rawlins : Yes. Oh, I don't care where I'm going. I like to see where I've been.

• Wade Rawlins : Mrs. Kilbourne.

  Mrs. Emily Kilbourne : Oh, how nice of you to come.

  Wade Rawlins : I live here. I'm Rawlins.

  Mrs. Emily Kilbourne : Well of course you are. I know that. I never forget a face and a name. Don't be silly. I'm very glad you came.

• Jerry Kilbourne : I think a person should have more pride than to allow a total stranger to make love to her on a golf course.

  Wade Rawlins : Oh, well. There weren't many people on the course.

• Mrs. Emily Kilbourne : [Mrs. Kilbourne is teaching Wade how to serve at a formal table]  Oh, no, Rawlins. You must always serve from the left.

  Wade Rawlins : Um, this is your left, madam.

  Mrs. Emily Kilbourne : Oh, so it is. I get mixed up sometime. You see, I'm right handed.

  Wade Rawlins : Well, I was pretending I was a left-handed butler.

  Mrs. Emily Kilbourne : Oh, that's different. Then you're doing splendidly.

• Mrs. Emily Kilbourne : Now, I'll be Mr. Kilbourne and you be me.

  Wade Rawlins : Yes.

  Mrs. Emily Kilbourne : No. You be me and I'll be Mr. Kilbourne. Or, you be Mr. Kilbourne and I'll be you. That's it. Now, who are we?

• Mrs. Emily Kilbourne : Is everything all right dear? Oh dear, I called you dear. I was pretending you were Mr. Kilbourne. My husband, you know?

  Wade Rawlins : Oh yeah, heh, heh... Mr. Kilbourne.

• Jerry Kilbourne : Oh... you, Wade Rawlins!

  Wade Rawlins : Well, I think it is.

• Mr. Kilbourne : Tramp?

  Wade Rawlins : Yes?

  Mr. Kilbourne : You stolen anything yet?

  Wade Rawlins : Not yet. Only got here this morning.

• Grosvenor - Butler : And what do you mean, sitting down in Mrs. Kilbourne's presence?

  Wade Rawlins : Well, I always sit down when I'm driving her.

  Grosvenor - Butler : What's that got to do with it?

  Wade Rawlins : [Wade looks at the cook, Etta]  I don't know, what do you think?

  Etta : I think you look grand.

• Wade Rawlins : It seems Mrs. Kilbourne wants to see me about something. Look after things while I'm gone.

  Grosvenor - Butler : Yes, sir... Sir? Huh? Who do I think he is?

• Jerry Kilbourne : Oh, I'm just making some fudge.

  Wade Rawlins : With pickles?

  Jerry Kilbourne : Oh, yes. I always make my fudge with pickles.

• Wade Rawlins : Don't you like tramps?

  Grosvenor - Butler : I try desperately to love all God's creatures, but I loathe tramps.

• Jerry Kilbourne : I have a book you ought to read.

  Wade Rawlins : A mystery story?

  Jerry Kilbourne : It will be to you. It's a book on etiquette.

  Wade Rawlins : Oh, it should be amusing. I hope it has pictures. I love pictures.

  [Jerry rolls her eyes] 

• Herbert Wheeler : You mean to say I'm to blame?

  Wade Rawlins : Yes. I think so.

  Herbert Wheeler : [Gives Rawlins a push]  You can' talk like that to me. I'll knock your ears off.

  Wade Rawlins : Oh, don't frighten me, mister. Look, you got me all nervous.

  [He shakes his hands, flips his notebook in Wheeler's face, and gets back in his car] 

• Jerry Kilbourne : Go to the garage and have the bumper fixed. And, uh, pick up father at the station. He arrives at five.

  Wade Rawlins : What's your father like?

  Jerry Kilbourne : Well, let's see. He's um... well, he's very bad-tempered and he hates tramps. For further information, I'd ask mother. She's known him longer.

  Wade Rawlins : Yes, yes, but, uh... well, is he tall, short, wide, narrow?

  Jerry Kilbourne : Well, that depends on how you look at him.

  Wade Rawlins : Miss Kilbourne, how will I know him?

  Jerry Kilbourne : I've already told you. He arrives at five.

  Wade Rawlins : Oh... at five. Yes, of course, that's different.

• Wade Rawlins : [Spoofs the Kilbourne household as he shaves and talks to himself in the mirror. Grosvenor sees and hears him]  You know, if you had any backbone, you'd go out and get yourself a job driving a truck. Why, you look even worse than the last one we had here. Heh, heh, heh, heh, heh. Don't be a wooden Indian. Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. Why, Rawlins old boy, if you don't look out, the man with the blue coat and brass buttons and the funny little hat will come and get you. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

• Mrs. Emily Kilbourne : I don't suppose I've ever seen you before, have I? Oh, I suppose you're the new chauffeur. Ambrose left only this morning... I'm very glad he's gone.

  Wade Rawlins : What seemed to be the matter with Ambrose?

  Mrs. Emily Kilbourne : He sulked constantly. Something organic, I think. Sometimes for days on end, he wouldn't speak to me. And that went on for days on end.

  [sic] 

• Senator Harlan : Say, Kilbourne. They tell me there's a very eccentric woman in this district. It seems she has a hobby of inviting hobos into her house and trying to reform them. Ha, ha, ha.

  Mrs. Emily Kilbourne : [Mockingly]  Ho, ho, ho, ho. What's wrong with that?

  Senator Harlan : What's wrong with that? Suppose one was sitting right here. Now what would be the topic of his conversation? What would he say? What would we say?

  Wade Rawlins : It's hard to imagine unless the tramp, or hobo as you call him, was a victim of circumstances.

  Senator Harlan : Bosh! A tramp is a tramp.