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Snappy Snips of Marnie
Strutt: Certainly I can describe her. Five feet five, 110 pounds, size 8 dress, blue eyes, black, wavy hair, even features, good teeth-
Police Officer: And she was in your employ four months?
Strutt: Yes.
Marnie: Oh, Forio, if you want to bite somebody, bite me!
Marnie: I learned a great deal from my husband... even something about computers.
Ward: Now, why are we taking on someone without the proper references?
Mark: Let's just say I'm an interested spectator in the passing parade.
Ward: I don't get it.
Mark: You're not supposed to get it.
Mark: The Atlantic City track is open until the end of the month. We could drive out there next Saturday.
Marnie: Are you fond of horses?
Mark: No, not at all.
Mark: Oh, yes, people. Thoroughly bad lot.
Man at the Track: I thought I recognized this young lady.
Mark: Did he recognize you?
Marnie: No.
Mark: You did not recognize her.
Mark: Nothing ever happens to a family that traditionally marries at least one heiress every generation.
Mark: I take my tea strong, with a dash of rum. Spinster's tea.
Mr. Rutland: Mucking up tea with strong drink, something sneaky about it, eh?
Lil: How do you take your tea, Mrs. Taylor?
Marnie: Usually with a cup of hot water and a tea bag.
Mark: Oh, Mrs. Taylor died. Pity.
Marnie: You talk as if this was some kind of regular thing I do! Did!
Mark: We've established that you're a thief and a liar. Now, what is the degree?
Marnie: Mark, I'd like to go freshen up a little.
Mark: You're fresh enough.
Marnie: You're crazy, you're out of your mind!
Mark: It's a possibility.
Marnie: I'm just something you've caught. You think I'm some kind of animal you've trapped!
Mark: That's right, you are. And I've caught something really wild this time, haven't I! I've tracked you and caught you and by God I'm going to keep you!
Mark: Take care, Lil. We'll send you a noble savage. And thank you, Dr. Gelliot. Without you, it wouldn't have been- er- legal.
Cousin Bob: I know most people find Mark's humor charming. I do not.
Mark: I promise I won't touch you. Just get out of that damn corner.
Mark: Is this your own little way of telling me you don't find me particularly attractive?
Marnie: Oh, men! You say "no, thanks" to one of them and you're a candidate for the funny farm!
Marnie: What do you mean, what will I do with myself? I had of course assumed I would become a society hostess.
Marnie: The idea was to kill myself, not feed the damn fish.
Marnie: Yes, I am still a little hoarse.
Mark: We should have made you go to college or- come out, or something.
Lil: I was waiting for you. I'm queer for liars.
Marnie: Men are filthy pigs. In case you didn't recognize it, that was a rejection.
Marnie: Talk about dreamworlds! You've got a pathological fix on a woman who is not only an admitted criminal but who screams if you come near her!
Mark: I never said I was perfect.
Marnie: Oh, doctor, I bet you're just dying to free-associate!
Marnie: You'll have me up on my poor paralyzed legs by the very next scene.
Marnie: Of course, I'm a cheat and a liar and a thief, but I am decent.
If you have lines from Marnie you think I ought to add to this section, email me: burtonw@carleton.edu.