Charade Quotes
Romance and suspense in Paris, as a woman is pursued by several men who want a fortune her murdered husband had stolen. Who can she trust?
Reggie Lampert: Is there a Mrs. Cruikshank...?
Adam Canfield: Yes.
Reggie Lampert: But you're divorced.
Adam Canfield: No...
Reggie Lampert: [Regina's face falls] Oh.
Adam Canfield: [Brian/Adam gets out his wallet to show her the picture] My mother, she lives in Detroit, you'd like her, she'd like you too.
Adam Canfield: Yes.
Reggie Lampert: But you're divorced.
Adam Canfield: No...
Reggie Lampert: [Regina's face falls] Oh.
Adam Canfield: [Brian/Adam gets out his wallet to show her the picture] My mother, she lives in Detroit, you'd like her, she'd like you too.
Reggie Lampert: Well, wasn't it Shakespeare that said, "When strangers do meet in far off lands, they should e'er long see each other again"?
Peter Joshua: Shakespeare never said that!
Reggie Lampert: How do you know?
Peter Joshua: It's terrible. You just made it up.
Reggie Lampert: Well, it sounds right...
Peter Joshua: Shakespeare never said that!
Reggie Lampert: How do you know?
Peter Joshua: It's terrible. You just made it up.
Reggie Lampert: Well, it sounds right...
Peter Joshua: Do we know each other?
Reggie Lampert: Why, do you think we're going to?
Peter Joshua: How would I know?
Reggie Lampert: Because I already know an awful lot of people, so until one of them dies I couldn't possibly meet anyone else.
Peter Joshua: Well, if anyone goes on the critical list, let me know.
Reggie Lampert: Why, do you think we're going to?
Peter Joshua: How would I know?
Reggie Lampert: Because I already know an awful lot of people, so until one of them dies I couldn't possibly meet anyone else.
Peter Joshua: Well, if anyone goes on the critical list, let me know.
Adam Canfield: Well, what did you expect me to say? That a pretty girl with an outrageous manner means more to an old pro like me than a quarter of a million dollars?
Reggie Lampert: I don't suppose so.
Adam Canfield: Well, it's a toss-up, I can tell you that.
Reggie Lampert: What did you say?
Adam Canfield: Hasn't it occurred to you that I'm having a tough time keeping my hands off you?
[Regina is stunned]
Adam Canfield: Oh, you should see your face.
Reggie Lampert: What's the matter with it?
Adam Canfield: It's lovely.
[Regina drops her knife and fork]
Adam Canfield: What's the matter now?
Reggie Lampert: I'm not hungry anymore; isn't it glorious?
Reggie Lampert: I don't suppose so.
Adam Canfield: Well, it's a toss-up, I can tell you that.
Reggie Lampert: What did you say?
Adam Canfield: Hasn't it occurred to you that I'm having a tough time keeping my hands off you?
[Regina is stunned]
Adam Canfield: Oh, you should see your face.
Reggie Lampert: What's the matter with it?
Adam Canfield: It's lovely.
[Regina drops her knife and fork]
Adam Canfield: What's the matter now?
Reggie Lampert: I'm not hungry anymore; isn't it glorious?
Inspector Grandpierre: Tell me, Mister Dyle. Where were you at 3:30 a.m.?
Adam Canfield: In my room. Asleep.
Inspector Grandpierre: And you, Mrs. Lampert?
Reggie Lampert: I was, too.
Inspector Grandpierre: In Mister Dyle's room?
Reggie Lampert: No, in my room.
Inspector Grandpierre: Obviously you're telling the truth, for why would you invent such a ridiculous story?
Adam Canfield: In my room. Asleep.
Inspector Grandpierre: And you, Mrs. Lampert?
Reggie Lampert: I was, too.
Inspector Grandpierre: In Mister Dyle's room?
Reggie Lampert: No, in my room.
Inspector Grandpierre: Obviously you're telling the truth, for why would you invent such a ridiculous story?
Alexander Dyle: [Reggie is sitting on his lap and kissing him] Reggie, cut it out.
Reggie Lampert: OK.
[stops kissing him]
Alexander Dyle: Well now what are you doing?
Reggie Lampert: Cutting it out.
Alexander Dyle: Who told you to do that?
Reggie Lampert: You did.
Alexander Dyle: Oh I'm not through protesting yet.
Reggie Lampert: [smirks] Oh.
[resumes kissing him]
Alexander Dyle: Cut it out.
Reggie Lampert: Alex, I think I love you.
[They kiss]
Reggie Lampert: OK.
[stops kissing him]
Alexander Dyle: Well now what are you doing?
Reggie Lampert: Cutting it out.
Alexander Dyle: Who told you to do that?
Reggie Lampert: You did.
Alexander Dyle: Oh I'm not through protesting yet.
Reggie Lampert: [smirks] Oh.
[resumes kissing him]
Alexander Dyle: Cut it out.
Reggie Lampert: Alex, I think I love you.
[They kiss]
Reggie Lampert: Not until you proof to me that you're really Brian Crookshank.
Brian Crookshank: All right, one day next week I'll put it on a marriage license. How about that...?
Reggie Lampert: [interrupting] Quit stalling. I want some identification, now!
Brian Crookshank: I wouldn't lie on a license. I could go to jail...
Reggie Lampert: [interrupting] You can't prove it to me, can you? You're still trying to - Marriage license! Did you say marriage license?
Brian Crookshank: Now don't change the subject, just give me the stamps.
Reggie Lampert: Oh! Oh, I love you Adam, Alex, Peter, Brian, whatever your name is. Oh, I love you. I hope we have a lot of boys and we can name them all after you.
Brian Crookshank: Before we start that, may I have the stamps?
Brian Crookshank: All right, one day next week I'll put it on a marriage license. How about that...?
Reggie Lampert: [interrupting] Quit stalling. I want some identification, now!
Brian Crookshank: I wouldn't lie on a license. I could go to jail...
Reggie Lampert: [interrupting] You can't prove it to me, can you? You're still trying to - Marriage license! Did you say marriage license?
Brian Crookshank: Now don't change the subject, just give me the stamps.
Reggie Lampert: Oh! Oh, I love you Adam, Alex, Peter, Brian, whatever your name is. Oh, I love you. I hope we have a lot of boys and we can name them all after you.
Brian Crookshank: Before we start that, may I have the stamps?
Reggie Lampert: Any minute now we could be assassinated. Would you do anything like that?
Peter Joshua: What, assassinate someone?
Reggie Lampert: No, swing down from there on a rope to save the woman you love. Like the Hunchback of Notre Dame.
Peter Joshua: [turns and sees Notre Dame] What? Who put that there?
Peter Joshua: What, assassinate someone?
Reggie Lampert: No, swing down from there on a rope to save the woman you love. Like the Hunchback of Notre Dame.
Peter Joshua: [turns and sees Notre Dame] What? Who put that there?
Hamilton Bartholomew: Stop, Mrs. Lampert, or I'll kill you!
Adam Canfield: It won't get you the stamps, Dyle. You'll still have to come out, and I'm not likely to miss at this range.
Hamilton Bartholomew: Maybe not, but it takes a lot of bullets to kill me. They left me there with five in my leg and my stomach. They knew I was alive, but they left me there. I spent ten months in a German prison camp with nothing to stop the pain. They left me there. They deserved to die.
Adam Canfield: But I had nothing to do with it.
Hamilton Bartholomew: You've got the money now. It belongs to me. Mrs. Lampert, they knew I was alive, but they left me there. That's why I had to kill them. All four of them. Please believe me: I'll kill you too. It won't make any difference... I've come too far to turn back. I swear I'll kill you!
Adam Canfield: It won't get you the stamps, Dyle. You'll still have to come out, and I'm not likely to miss at this range.
Hamilton Bartholomew: Maybe not, but it takes a lot of bullets to kill me. They left me there with five in my leg and my stomach. They knew I was alive, but they left me there. I spent ten months in a German prison camp with nothing to stop the pain. They left me there. They deserved to die.
Adam Canfield: But I had nothing to do with it.
Hamilton Bartholomew: You've got the money now. It belongs to me. Mrs. Lampert, they knew I was alive, but they left me there. That's why I had to kill them. All four of them. Please believe me: I'll kill you too. It won't make any difference... I've come too far to turn back. I swear I'll kill you!
Mr. Felix - Stamp Dealer: [Describing the stamps to Reggie] Ah, the best for last. Le chef d'oeuvre de la collection. The masterpiece. The most valuable stamp in the world. It's called the Gazette Maldave. It was printed by hand on colored paper... and marked with the initials of the printer. Today it has a value of 100,000 dollars.
Mr. Felix - Stamp Dealer: I'm not a thief, madame. I knew there was some mistake...
Mr. Felix - Stamp Dealer: I'm not a thief, madame. I knew there was some mistake...
