Family Plot (1976)

Bruce Dern: George Lumley

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• George : Smells fishy to me.

  Blanche : Well even fish smells good when you're starving to death.

• Blanche : Don't start to fret, George, or our waterbed will be no fun at all tonight; as an actor, you should know that fretting will ruin a performance.

  George : You don't have to worry about my performance tonight, honey - as a matter of fact, this very evening, you're gonna see a standing ovation!

• Blanche : You're a fink!

  George : If I'm a fink then you're an ungrateful bitch.

• George : It was me. It's always me. Without my research, you're about as psychic as a dry salami.

  Blanche : Nasty. Nasty, nasty.

• Blanche : Neither of us seems to be very fond of starving to death.

  George : Well, how are we supposed to collect? How much is this Rainbird whale gonna spout up?

• George : Well, what's the deal? What do we have to do?

  Blanche : I'll tell you about it in bed, afterwards.

  George : Aw, come on, Blanche. Give me a hint. Just a little - foreplay.

• George : So how did it go?

  Blanche : She's hooked, waiting to be pulled in.

  George : Another one of your $25 sardines?

  Blanche : No. This is a *big* one, George. A great big whale.

• George : I'm sick and tired of having you hang me by the crystal balls.

  Blanche : Leave your crystal balls out of this, George.

• George : Blanche, you got any idea what you and I could do with ten grand?

  Blanche : Mm-hmm. We could even get married.

  George : What are you always a wet blanket for?

  Blanche : Oh, you flatter me so.

• Blanche : She gave me a marvelous clue.

  George : Here we go again.

  Blanche : No, here you go again - to the man who might tell you if Shoebridge is dead or alive.

  George : Who's that?

  Blanche : Bishop Wood at St. Anselm's Cathedral.

  George : Holy Christ, Blanche!

  Blanche : No, George, not him. Bishop Wood at St. Anselm's Cathedral.

• Blanche : Where are ya going?

  George : I'm going home to my own bed where I can get some sleep.

  Blanche : No, you're not.

  George : Blanche, is that all you've ever got on your mind?

  Blanche : What are you saving it for, a rainy day?

  George : Honey, you never know when you're gonna need it.

  Blanche : You're not being friendly, Lumley.

  George : Blanche, I'm too pooped to pop. I'd be useless to you.

  Blanche : You're always useless to me! You're always pooping out when I need you the most!

• George : Oh, Blanche, come on. Just sit down on your pretty little behind. And I must say, it is quite an - no, it is. Very attractive little behind. And just wait for me, okay? Tonight when I get home, we will, uh... Right. Very nice. Plot our strategy. Know what I mean, darling?

• George : Blanche, you faked that one beautifully. You are *still* the champ.