Boy! What a Girl! (1947)
Tim Moore: Bumpsie
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Quotes
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Mr. Cummings : I'm also interested in the Opera.
Bumpsie : You call it Opera, I call it burlesque.
Mr. Cummings : There's nothing burlesque about the Opera I've seen.
Bumpsie : Then, you ain't seen nothin' yet.
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Bumpsie : Do you remember the time when I only had a sawbuck and you took that?
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Harry Diggs : Fix yourself up. Go to work on Mr. Cummings. And he'll back the show. And you'll be the star!
Bumpsie : [masquerading as a woman] All right, get going, while I make myself alluring.
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Bumpsie : [masquerading as a woman] Lollipop, do you mind if I take a couple of drags off of that cigar?
Mr. Cummings : A cigar? A lady?
Bumpsie : Oh, all the lady's smoke in Paris. That's an old boulevard custom.
Mr. Cummings : Aw, yes, everything goes in Paris.
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Bumpsie : [masquerading as a woman] I never married because I never found the right woman.
Mr. Cummings : But, how could you? Who ever heard of anyone marrying a woman?
Bumpsie : My brother did.
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Bumpsie : [masquerading as a woman] Mr. Cummings! Remember, I am a lady.
Mr. Cummings : Oh, yes, I completely forgot myself.
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Mme. Deborah Martin : Would you believe it, these stockings cost me a thousand francs in Paris.
Bumpsie : [masquerading as a woman] And these cost me 99 cents in a dime store.
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Mme. Deborah Martin : You, of course, had lots of love affairs in Paris?
Bumpsie : [masquerading as a woman] Love affairs? Chile, I can remember when the opposite sex used to chase me all over the boulevards.
Mme. Deborah Martin : They really did?
Bumpsie : Well, not exactly. But, I like to talk about it.
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Mme. Deborah Martin : You know, I find men so interesting. Don't you?
Bumpsie : [masquerading as a woman] Well, I never cared for a man. That is, only a few. A very select few.
Mme. Deborah Martin : Why a lovely woman like you should have no difficulties.
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Mme. Deborah Martin : Perhaps, I should try one.
Bumpsie : [masquerading as a woman] Yeah? Go right ahead, chile. Enjoy yourself.
Mme. Deborah Martin : I might as well try everything they do in Paris.
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Bumpsie : [masquerading as a woman] My sentiments: Eat, drink and be merry. Let your joy be unrefined.
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Bumpsie : [masquerading as a woman] It's called the rent party.
Mr. Cummings : Rent party? That's an unusual name.
Donaldson (the landlord) : There's nothing unusual about it. That goes on every night in Harlem.
Bumpsie : And I let you all know its the custom that when you go upstairs to the rehearsal you drop a little donation.
Mr. Cummings : Oh, I see, another Paris custom.
Bumpsie : No, honey. A Harlem custom. Strictly a Harlem custom.
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Bumpsie : [masquerading as a woman] Come on, lollipop. Let's go before I lose all my indiscretion.