The Amazing Adventure (1936)

Cary Grant: Ernest Bliss

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• Ernest Bliss : Eat your caviar.

• Ernest Bliss : Here's to us!

  [They drink the wine as she laughs softly] 

  Ernest Bliss : Ah, but it's good!

  Frances Clayton : It's lovely!

  Ernest Bliss : So cheap, my goodness, I thought it would taste like red ink. Fancy, it's magic. Yes, it's your magic too! It's you who turned this cheap wine, this cheap food into a feast for the gods!

• Ernest Bliss : [after waiting through several patients in a doctor's waiting room]  Just a moment. What is the matter here? My name is Bliss, Ernest Bliss. I had an appointment for 11 o'clock.

  Sir James Alroyd's nurse : I'm sorry, Mr. Bliss, but you were half an hour late.

• Ernest Bliss : Rather difficult man to see, aren't you, Sir James?

  Sir James Alroyd : Not for those who are punctual. Any other complaints?

• Sir James Alroyd : What do you think's the matter with you?

  Ernest Bliss : I don't know. That's why I came to see you. I can't eat. I can't sleep. I'm nervous. I never do anything, and I'm always tired.

• Ernest Bliss : Well, then, what's the matter with me?

  Sir James Alroyd : Money.

  Ernest Bliss : Money. That' not an illness.

  Sir James Alroyd : Mmmh. In your case, it's a disease.

• Sir James Alroyd : Most people break down through overwork. Yours is caused by self-indulgence.

  Ernest Bliss : Really? Is that so?

• Sir James Alroyd : You know, your father was a clever man... but he made a big mistake when he left you two million pounds to play the fool with.

  Ernest Bliss : Believe it or not, Sir James, I'm paying you 20 guineas to give me medical advice, not a lecture.

• Sir James Alroyd : My advice should be worth 50,000 pounds to you.

  Ernest Bliss : I suppose I'm getting a bargain for 20, eh?

  Sir James Alroyd : 70, if you take it.

  Ernest Bliss : What makes you think I wouldn't?

  Sir James Alroyd : No patient of mine in Harley Street ever has.

  Ernest Bliss : Hmmm. Sounds interesting. What is it?

  Sir James Alroyd : Well, disappear for a time... Earn your own living. Live on a few pounds a week if you can make 'em. If not, go hungry. Do that for a year, and I guarantee it'll make you fit.

• Ernest Bliss : That's rather a tall order.

  Sir James Alroyd : Of course, a certain amount of moral stamina would be needed.

  Ernest Bliss : Oh, you think I have no stamina, eh? Well no hard feelings, good morning.

  [Offers his hand to Sir. James, who sits back and crosses his arms] 

  Sir James Alroyd : Good morning Mr. Bliss.

• Ernest Bliss : You don't seem to like me.

  Sir James Alroyd : A medical man's time is limited. Besides, there's so much genuine suffering in the world that money would alleviate. You should visit my clinic in the East End, if you can spare the time. I'm being unprofessionally rude, perhaps, because you're the fifth patient I've had here this morning suffering from the same complaint. Too much money.

• Ernest Bliss : Look here, Sir James. You just refused to shake hands with me. All right. I'll make you an offer. Your clinic needs money. I'll bet you that 50,000 pounds you say your advice is worth against an apology... and an honest handshake, that I can take your advice and follow it to the letter.

• Ernest Bliss : I haven't paid my rent for two weeks.

  Mrs. Heath : Not another word. If they goes, they goes.

  Ernest Bliss : Well, that's all right, but you need the money.

  Mrs. Heath : Never mind that. There's them that can pay and them that can't. And I knows one from the other.

• Ernest Bliss : And believe me, Mr. Masters, this is the first time in my life I've been without a job.

  Frances Clayton : You've been very lucky. But, uh, have you ever had one?

• Ernest Bliss : Oh, say, I got the job.

  Frances Clayton : I was afraid you would. Mr. Masters can take on anyone.

  Ernest Bliss : Afraid I would? Hey, I can sell stoves.

• Ernest Bliss : I thought you didn't like me.

  Frances Clayton : Business has nothing to do with personal feelings.

• Ernest Bliss : Clowes, did you hit him with that bottle?

  Clowes : Yes, sir.

  Ernest Bliss : Oh, Clowes. It was the '84 port.

• Ernest Bliss : Oh, what's the use of talking to you about love?

  Crawley : Very little, no doubt. But would a young lady disappear like this if there weren't some other interests?

  Ernest Bliss : Nonsense! She loves me. She said so. I know she does. There's never been anybody else.

• Ernest Bliss : She wouldn't do that! She couldn't do that!

  Crawley : Whatever that may be, I'd rather fancy that is just what she has done.

• Clowes : Believe me, sir, it was having no work made me go wrong. It was too hard a job having nothing to do at all.

  Ernest Bliss : Of course it was. That used to be the trouble with me.

• Ernest Bliss : Darling, you're crying. What's the matter, baby?

  Frances Clayton : Cinderella didn't cry in the story. But she would have in real life. I'm too happy not to cry. Too happy.