Lolita

Jean Farlow: [about Charlotte] She was a wonderful person, Humbert. She was always so gay, wasn't she, John? Jean Farlow: [to Humbert] Try to think of your poor little Lolita, all alone in the world. You must live for her sake. Miss Lebone: [to Humbert] Well I think I ought to tell you that the neighbors are beginning to get a little curious about you and your little girl...You know how people talk. Clare Quilty: [on the phone] Hello. Is this Professor Humbert?...How are you Professor?...I was just wondering if you've been enjoying your stay in our lovely little town...It doesn't matter what my name is. It's really obscure - an unremarkable name....my department, you see, is sorta concerned with the bizarre rumors that have been circulating about you and that lovely, remarkable girl you've been traveling around with...with all this traveling around you do, you don't get much time to see a psychiatrist regularly, is that right?...You are classified in our files, professor, you are class

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Humbert: Quilty, Quilty. Quilty: Wha? Wha? What's that? Humbert: Are you Quilty? Quilty: No, I'm Spartacus. Have you come to free the slaves or somethin'? Humbert: Are you Quilty? Quilty: Yeah, I am Quilty. Yes, sure. Humbert: Shall we have a little chat before we start?

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Quilty: [after Humbert ignores his ping pong serve] Roman ping...You're supposed to say Roman pong! OK, you serve. I don't mind. I don't - I just don't mind. Come on... [serves again] Roman ping-pong. Kinda tricky serve to handle, eh Captain? Kind of tricky. One of the champs taught me that. I'm not accusing you, Captain, but it's sort of absurd the way people invade this house without even knocking...They use the telephone.. Humbert: You really don't remember me, do you? Quilty: Have you ever noticed how the ...different champs use their bats? You know, some of 'em hold it like this and everything. Humbert: Do you recall a girl called Dolores Haze? Quilty: I remember the one guy, he didn't have a hand. He had a bat instead of a hand. He's... Humbert: [Bangs on the table loudly with the paddle] Lolita?! Quilty: Lo-li-tah. Yeah, yeah. I remember that name, all right. Maybe she made some telephone calls. Who cares? Quilty: Hey, you're a sort of bad loser, Captain. I never found a guy who

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Charlotte: Yeah, this would be your room. It's what you might call a studio - well, you know, a semi-studio affair ... it's very male - [sigh] - and, uh, quiet. We're really very fortunate here in West Ramsdale. Culturally, we're a very advanced group with lots of good Anglo-Dutch and Anglo-Scotch stock. And, uh, we're very progressive - intellectually. Humbert: That is immediately apparent! Charlotte: Oh, I do hope you'll want to address our club. There's a nice view from this window - of the front lawn, and a good place for you to do your writing. [gesturing] Shelves for your books...I am Chairman of the Great Books Committee. As a matter of fact, uh, you know, one of the speakers that I had, um, last season, was, uh, Clare Quilty...The writer, TV, TV play - Humbert: No, no I wouldn't. Charlotte: Oh, he's a very stimulating type of man. He gave us a talk on, hmm, uh, Dr. Schweitzer and Doctor Zhivago.

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Charlotte: ...The bathroom's back here, right next door. Well, we still have that good old-fashioned quaint plumbing. It should appeal to a European. [She flushes it to demonstrate] WOOSH! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha. Oh, excuse the soiled sock! I see that you're interested in art. In that case, in that case, you really must see, uh, the collection of reproductions I have in my bedroom. Voila!...Du-fee, and there's my little Van Gock, Monet. Is Mme. Humbert, umm...? Humbert: There's no Madame. We are divorced... A happy divorce. Charlotte: When did all this happen? Humbert: About a year ago, in Paris. Charlotte: Oh, Paris, France...You know, Monsieur, I really believe that it's only in the romance languages that, uh, one is able to really relate in a mature fashion. In fact, I remember when the late Mr. Haze...yes, he's passed on. But, uh, when we were on our honeymoon abroad, I-I knew that I'd never felt married until I'd had myself addressed as seniora. Humbert: You're in Spain? Charlotte: No, Me

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Charlotte: My yellow roses. My - daughter....I could offer you a comfortable home, a sunny garden, a congenial atmosphere, my cherry pies. Charlotte: What was the decisive factor? Uh, my garden? Humbert: I think it was your cherry pies!

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