Hollywood Hotel (1937)

Lola Lane: Mona Marshall

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• Dress Designer : [referring to her gown]  If your fans don't explode when you walk into that premiere tonight, I'll tear it to pieces!

  Mona Marshall : Do you really think so, Butch?

• Mona Marshall : Why do you do this to me? Why do you torture me like this? People! People! People! Isn't there anybody else in the world but people?

• Mona Marshall : [outraged that the studio has used a double to stand in for her at a premiere]  Thousands of girls think they look like me, and where are they?

  Fuzzy : They're having their faces changed.

  Mona Marshall : [to her double]  How dare you go around with a face like mine?

  Fuzzy : Why don't you send your face to Washington and have it copyrighted?

  Mona Marshall : It *is* copyrighted. For years, my face has been on the sidewalk, in front of Grauman's Chinese Theatre.

  Fuzzy : Yeah, well why don't you leave it there?

• Mona Marshall : Daddy, my father, has kept her in school most of her life. She simply adores languages.

  [to Dot] 

  Mona Marshall : Now say something in Algebra, dear.

  Jonesy : [whispering]  That's a dead language, Mona.

• Mona Marshall : Please! Please! Everybody! Quiet! Quiet! My nerves! I'm going mad!

• Mona Marshall : I'll be so far away from that premiere tonight that you won't even be able to reach me with an aeroplane!

• Mona Marshall : [upon seeing Jonesy act disinterested in her airs]  Pay attention!

  Jonesy : I liked you better in "Exiled Lovers."

• Mona Marshall : So you're going to sing on the radio? How nice. With whose voice?

  Alexander Dupre : Why, with my - I can't sing!

  Mona Marshall : Aren't you a little late in discovering that?

  Alexander Dupre : Why, what'll I do?

  Mona Marshall : Something could happen to your throat.

  Jonesy : You might try cutting it.

• Mona Marshall : Oh, I do hope you'll tell every girl to stay out of pictures, Louella.

  Louella Parsons : My dear, I've been telling them that for years. But, the glamour of Hollywood is too strong.

• Louella Parsons : Mona, you still haven't told me a thing. What about your romance with Alex. Do you think two actors should marry?

  Jonesy : I think one of them should be a woman, though. Don't you?

  Mona Marshall : What?

  Jonesy : Well, that is, the one that looks the best in a veil.

  Louella Parsons : Now, Jonesy, you're confusing Mona.

• Mona Marshall : You see what my life is, Louella. Not a minute to myself. I work. I slave! And what do I get? Money. Money, money! A ridiculous fortune! But, give it to me.

• Mona Marshall : Radio! Pictures! People! What will they invent next to annoy me?

• Mona Marshall : What is this? Some kind of a trick? Oh, don't think I care whether or not I play the part, I haven't a selfish bone in my body. It's the millions of people that have grown to love me that I'm constantly thinking of.

• Mona Marshall : Prestige? Prestige? Hasn't my name in my pictures given you all the prestige you need?

• Mona Marshall : Is this the kind of treatment I get after giving you the best years out of my life? I've *worked* to play that part. I even went to the trouble to read the book! Well, every page that my part was on.

• Mona Marshall : There are more important things going on the world, Miss. Jones. There happens to be a very serious war in China. I haven't had a picture released there in more than a year now.

• Alexander Dupre : They should be deported!

  Mona Marshall : Yes! And they should be sent back to the country they came from!

• Mona Marshall : Where's the paper? I wonder if there's anything in there about the premiere last night?

  Jonesy : Right there. I wonder if there's anything in there about the premiere last night?

  Mona Marshall : Oh, I suppose so. The usual. I don't see why they think my pictures are so important.

  Jonesy : I've often wondered about that myself.

• Mona Marshall : [shocked to find her father in blackface on the movie set]  Father, what is all this ridiculous nonsense?

  Chester Marshall : Oh, Missy, Missy. Don't let them send me down the river. Don't let Simon Legree beat me no more. I fix my cotton by the bale. By the bale. Don't let them sell me down the river. Oh, no. Oh, no.