They're domestic, too, and they don't care what they drink as long as it burns... Margo: There are some human experiences, Birdie, that do not take place in a vaudeville house - and that even a fifth-rate vaudevillian should understand and respect! Addison DeWitt: I have lived in the theatre as a Trappist monk lives in his faith. I hadn't quite made up my mind to admit it. Bill: This is my cue to take you in my arms and reassure you. Miss Casswell: You won't bore him, honey. It sounds like something out of an old Clyde Fitch play. Karen: Lloyd Richards! Margo Channing: Heaven help me. What can there be to know that you don't know? Margo Channing: You bought the new girdles a size smaller, I can feel it. What a story! Lloyd Richards: You've developed a certain cynicism since you've been married to me. You belong. It's that Miss Caswell. Without that, you're not a woman. Slow curtain. But I wouldn't worry so much about your heart. Now if we don't blow them, who else will? Eve Harrington: It's not modesty. The things you drop on your way up the ladder so you can move faster. Everything but the bloodhounds snapping at her rear. I think the time has come to shed some of your humility. I wish someone would tell me about me. Karen: Margo, Bill is all of eight years younger than you. All I want is a drink. But I'm not going to. You be host! Autograph fiends, they're not people. Margo Channing: Not mouse, never mouse. We are all busy little bees, full of stings, making honey day and night. Max Fabian: Sable? You'll give the performance of your life. And henceforth, we shall dream the same of her. We all have that abnormality in common. He looks thirty-two. I hate men. You won't bore him honey. Eve: [purring] Is that what you want me to be? It has been spared the sensational and commercial publicity that attends such questionable 'honors' as the Pulitzer Prize - and those awards presented annually by that film society. Funny, the things you remember and the things you don't. I have no other world; no other life - and once in a great while, I experience that moment of revelation for which all true believers wait and pray. Margo: What about her teeth? A classic from Mankiewicz, a legendary screenwriter and the brilliant director of A Letter to Three Wives, The Barefoot Contessa, and Sleuth. Margo Channing: Zanuck, Zanuck, Zanuck. This concerns a run-of-the-play contract that you cannot rewrite or ad-lib! Lloyd Richards. Write me one about a nice normal woman who just shoots her husband. Addison DeWitt: Too bad, we're gonna miss the third act. Ever since that first night here in this dressing room. Margo Channing: The only thing I ordered by mistake is the guests. It's like... like waves of love coming over the footlights and wrapping you up. It is just as false not to blow your horn at all as it is to blow it too loudly. Everything but the bloodhounds snappin' at her rear end. Then stop being a star. Your friendship with Margo - your deep, close friendship. Just that alone is worth anything. Margo Channing: I detest cheap sentiment. I don't want it to come after me. Lloyd Richards: What makes you think either Miller or Sherwood would stand for the nonsense I take from you? Addison DeWitt: That is not a waiter, my dear, that is a butler. They carry on and misbehave. Addison DeWitt: I understand that your understudy, Miss Harrington, has given her notice. Bill: Well, everybody can't be Gregory Peck. Sooner or later, we've got to work at it, no matter how many other careers we've had or wanted. Brilliant, vivid, something made of music and fire. Those are little beasts that run around in packs like coyotes...They're nobody's fans. And no reason why she shouldn't be told about it - in time. I wish I did. Lloyd Richards: The atmosphere is very MacBeth-ish... what has, or is about to, happen? Bill: She hasn't cut them yet, and you know it! They'd get drunk if they knew how, when they can't have what they want. Addison De Witt: I think the time has come to shed some of your humility. Margo Channing is a Star of the Theater. Also, our contempt for humanity and inability to love, and be loved, insatiable ambition, and talent. Too much to do around the house, she said. I am a critic and commentator. Bill's thirty-two. Margo Channing: As it happens, there are particular aspects of my life to which I would like to maintain sole and exclusive rights and privileges. Bill Sampson: Don't cry. Everybody has a heart - except some people. Margo never came to rehearsal. She is the wife of a playwright, therefore of the theater by marriage. Not for a four-square, upright, downright, forthright married lady...It means I finally got a life to live. Now go and do yourself some good. Addison DeWitt: You could sleep now, couldn't you? When we get home you're going to get into one of these girdles and *act* for two and a half hours. Lloyd: I shall never understand the weird process by which a body with a voice suddenly fancies itself as a mind. I don't think I've done anything to sound off about. If Equity or my lawyer can't or won't do anything about it, I shall personally stuff that pathetic little lost lamb down Mr. De Witt's ugly throat. Margo Channing: I'd marry you if it turned out you had no blood at all. Eve would ask Abbott to give her Costello. The stars never die and never change. Why do they always look like unhappy rabbits? Lloyd, I am not twenty-ish. So little, did you say? What about her fangs? Well, here I am. I had it. How could I compete? Miss Claudia Caswell: I don't want to make trouble. Fasten your seatbelts. And I'm as curious as the next man. Let's remember it. Bill: But due to some strange, uncontrollable, unconscious drive, you permit the slightest action of a kid ... Bill: ... of a kid like Eve to turn you into an hysterical, screaming harpy. Max: This is for lawyers to talk about! Margo: You may change this star any time you want for a new and fresh and exciting one, fully equipped with fire and music. Eve Harrington: If nothing else, there's applause... like waves of love pouring over the footlights. I'd never known Bill and Lloyd to fight as bitterly and often and always over some business for Eve, or a move, or the way she read a speech. Don't cry. Bill: You're quite a girl. Very touching. Birdie: You looking for an answer or an argument? Dear Margo. “You're an improbable person, Eve, and so am I. What are you doing here?

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