3 Men and a Little Lady Quotes
Sylvia's work increasingly takes her away from the three men who help bring up Mary, her daughter. When she decides to move to England and take Mary with her, the three men are heartbroken ... See full summary »
Peter Mitchell: [Mary is upset about leaving New York for England] Close your eyes. Can you see us?
Mary: [she has her eyes closed] No.
Peter Mitchell: Well, you're not looking hard enough. Look harder. Way in the back. Can you see us now?
Mary: Yeah.
Peter Mitchell: Ok what are we doing?
Mary: Michael's drawing, Jack's looking in the mirror, and you're watching basketball on TV yelling at Jack for not cleaning up the kitchen!
Peter Mitchell: Well, that sounds about right to me!
Mary: [she has her eyes closed] No.
Peter Mitchell: Well, you're not looking hard enough. Look harder. Way in the back. Can you see us now?
Mary: Yeah.
Peter Mitchell: Ok what are we doing?
Mary: Michael's drawing, Jack's looking in the mirror, and you're watching basketball on TV yelling at Jack for not cleaning up the kitchen!
Peter Mitchell: Well, that sounds about right to me!
Sylvia: [brings in breakfast] Here's my specialty. Liver moose and poached eggs.
Edward Hargreave: [looks at the tray and stammers] What an attractive combination, but we do have a cook for these sort of things.
Sylvia: I like doing it.
Mary: Try it Edward. You'll like it.
Edward Hargreave: [sees Mary holding her tea cup in the palm of her hand] Whoever taught you to hold you teacup like that?
Edward Hargreave: [looks at the tray and stammers] What an attractive combination, but we do have a cook for these sort of things.
Sylvia: I like doing it.
Mary: Try it Edward. You'll like it.
Edward Hargreave: [sees Mary holding her tea cup in the palm of her hand] Whoever taught you to hold you teacup like that?
Edward Hargreave: [recovered from the punch Peter gave him] Forgive me for bringing up a sticky point, but we are married.
Sylvia: Oh, God, he's right.
Jack Holden: [as the vicar running down the aisle] I beg to differ with you young man. But the ceremony is not officially over.
Edward Hargreave: Shut up, you old fool!
Jack Holden: Oh! He called me an old fool! I can hardly believe my ears!
[he pulls at his ears and pulls them off]
Sylvia: Oh, God, he's right.
Jack Holden: [as the vicar running down the aisle] I beg to differ with you young man. But the ceremony is not officially over.
Edward Hargreave: Shut up, you old fool!
Jack Holden: Oh! He called me an old fool! I can hardly believe my ears!
[he pulls at his ears and pulls them off]
Jack Holden: [disguised as the vicar] Today, we join in holy matrimony, Edward and... oh no... oh dear.
Edward Hargreave: [prompting the vicar] Sylvia.
Jack Holden: Oh yes. Today, we join in holy matrimony Ed and Sylvia... I knew a Slyvia once... no... she's dead...
[to Sylvia]
Jack Holden: that's not you.
Edward Hargreave: [prompting the vicar] Sylvia.
Jack Holden: Oh yes. Today, we join in holy matrimony Ed and Sylvia... I knew a Slyvia once... no... she's dead...
[to Sylvia]
Jack Holden: that's not you.
Jack Holden: [pretending to be a vicar marrying Edward and Sylvia] If there be anyone who knows why this lovely couple should not be joined in holy matrimony? You might as well lay it out on the table right now... Anyone? Anyone?
Edward Hargreave: I think it's safe to continue!
Jack Holden: Oh is that your hand back there? One, two, three, four, FIFTH from the left! Oh, I'm sorry! That's your hat!
Edward Hargreave: Can we get on with it!
Jack Holden: Where are they getting these hats from? Just think a piece of millinery almost kept you from getting married.
Edward Hargreave: I think it's safe to continue!
Jack Holden: Oh is that your hand back there? One, two, three, four, FIFTH from the left! Oh, I'm sorry! That's your hat!
Edward Hargreave: Can we get on with it!
Jack Holden: Where are they getting these hats from? Just think a piece of millinery almost kept you from getting married.
Peter Mitchell: Marry me.
Sylvia: Why Peter? For Mary's sake? You don't have to do that now. I'm moving back to New York and living there and you can see as much of Mary as you like.
Peter Mitchell: It's not for Mary I'm doing this. I'm doing it for me. I love you.
Sylvia: No you don't.
Peter Mitchell: Yes I do. I love you. I love the way you walk, I love the way you laugh, I love the way when you get nervous you bite your bottom lip just like you're doing now, I love the way you love Mary,
[to the congregation]
Peter Mitchell: I even love her liver mousse. I love you and if there were no Mary, if there was nothing else I would still love you. And I want to make Mary all over again with you.
Sylvia: Why Peter? For Mary's sake? You don't have to do that now. I'm moving back to New York and living there and you can see as much of Mary as you like.
Peter Mitchell: It's not for Mary I'm doing this. I'm doing it for me. I love you.
Sylvia: No you don't.
Peter Mitchell: Yes I do. I love you. I love the way you walk, I love the way you laugh, I love the way when you get nervous you bite your bottom lip just like you're doing now, I love the way you love Mary,
[to the congregation]
Peter Mitchell: I even love her liver mousse. I love you and if there were no Mary, if there was nothing else I would still love you. And I want to make Mary all over again with you.
Jack Holden: You love Sylvia, don't you?
Peter Mitchell: Why do you say that?
Jack Holden: Don't you. Oh come on Peter, just say how you feel.
Peter Mitchell: All right, I love her.
Jack Holden: Yes! Man, I wish there was a category like this on Jeopardy, I'd clean up. So why don't you tell her?
Peter Mitchell: I'm scared.
Jack Holden: Of what? Getting married again?
Peter Mitchell: Yes. I love Sylvia. There, I've said it. I love her, I love her so much it hurts. But I'm scared, I'm scared of hurting her and Mary and you and Michael. And me.
Peter Mitchell: Why do you say that?
Jack Holden: Don't you. Oh come on Peter, just say how you feel.
Peter Mitchell: All right, I love her.
Jack Holden: Yes! Man, I wish there was a category like this on Jeopardy, I'd clean up. So why don't you tell her?
Peter Mitchell: I'm scared.
Jack Holden: Of what? Getting married again?
Peter Mitchell: Yes. I love Sylvia. There, I've said it. I love her, I love her so much it hurts. But I'm scared, I'm scared of hurting her and Mary and you and Michael. And me.
Sylvia: I know some of the children at this school and I know their parents. Family life is not easy. But of all the fathers, the step fathers, the half fathers that I've know, not one of them could love and support a child like these three men love Mary. There's nothing they wouldn't do for her. I just hope that there are other children who are as lucky as Mary is.
