Jo McKenna: Do you live in France, Mr Bernard?

Louis Bernard: Sometimes.

Hank McKenna: Do you eat snails?

Louis Bernard: When I'm lucky enough to get them.

Hank McKenna: Well, if you ever get hungry, our garden back home is full of snails.

Louis Bernard: Thank you for the invitation.

Hank McKenna: That's alright. We tried everything to get rid of them. We never thought of a Frenchman.
Jo McKenna: You know what I was just thinking? You know what is paying for this three days in Marrakech?

Dr. Ben McKenna: Yeah, me.

Jo McKenna: Mrs. Campbell's gallstones.

[both laughed]

Jo McKenna: And you know the purse I bought in Paris?

Dr. Ben McKenna: Yeah...

Jo McKenna: Bill Edward's tonsils.
[to Drayton]

Ambassador: You have muddled everything from the start, taking that child with you from Marrakesh. Don't you realize that Americans dislike having their children stolen?
[last lines]

Dr. Ben McKenna: Sorry we were gone so long, but we had to pick up Hank!
Jo McKenna: So, what do you do?

Louis Bernard: I buy and sell.

Jo McKenna: I see. And what do you buy and sell?

Louis Bernard: Whatever gives the most profit.
Louis Bernard: [dying] A man... a statesman... is to be killed... assassinated... in London. Soon... very soon. Tell them in London... Ambrose Chapel...
Edward Drayton: Remember, you will only have time for just one shot. If you need another, the risk is yours.

Rien: I don't take risks.
Jo McKenna: [after Hank accidentally pulls off a woman's veil on the bus] Why was he so angry? It was just an accident.

Louis Bernard: But, eh, the Muslim religion allows for few accidents.
Ambassador: [to Drayton] You English intellectuals will be the death of us all.
Dr. Ben McKenna: [after the inspector grills the Mckennas with questions based on his own assumptions] Boy! You not only ask the questions, you answer them too. Don't you?
Lucy Drayton: It doesn't hurt to be kind, does it?
Hank McKenna: In school they call it the Dark Continent. This is *twice* as bright as Indianapolis.
Jo McKenna: This isn't really Africa. It's the French Morocco.

Hank McKenna: Well, it's Northern Africa.
Louis Bernard: There are moments in life when we all need a little help.
Hank McKenna: You talk Arab talk.

Louis Bernard: A few words.
Hank McKenna: Daddy liberated Africa.
Dr. Ben McKenna: How about one of those Arabian nights?

Jo McKenna: I'd love it.
Dr. Ben McKenna: What does that mean?

Jo McKenna: It means that Mr Bernard is a very mysterious man.
Dr. Ben McKenna: We just had a conversation. I've got nothing to hide.

Jo McKenna: But, I have a feeling that Mr Bernard has.

Dr. Ben McKenna: I know this is mysterious Morocco, but we're not gonna lose our head, are we?
Dr. Ben McKenna: Oh, I know. I know what it is.

Jo McKenna: What?

Dr. Ben McKenna: Why, you're sore because this fella didn't ask *you* any questions. Huh?

Jo McKenna: Oh, hardy-har-har.
Jo McKenna: [arriving at the hotel in Marrakesh] Well, this eases the pain.

Hank McKenna: What pain, Mommy?

Jo McKenna: It's just an expression, honey.
Jo McKenna: [singing] Que será, será, What will be will be...

Hank McKenna: When I was just a little boy, I asked my mother What will I be... Will I be handsome? Will I be rich? Here's... what she said to me

Jo McKenna: Que será, será, Whatever will be will be, The future's not ours to see, Que será, será, What will be will be...
Louis Bernard: Were you on the American stage, Mrs McKenna?

Jo McKenna: Yes, Mr Bernard, I was on the American stage and the London stage and the Paris stage.
Edward Drayton: My wife tells me, Mrs McKenna appeared at the London Palladium a few years ago.

Lucy Drayton: Of course, we hardly ever see a show now. Edward is such an old stick-in-the-mud; so, I have to console myself with your records.

Edward Drayton: I must admit I love 'em. I'm not one for this terrible be-bop.

Jo McKenna: Thank you very much.
Jo McKenna: Is it fattening?

Lucy Drayton: I imagine it must be.
Dr. Ben McKenna: Boy, you not only ask the questions, you answer 'em too, don't you?
Dr. Ben McKenna: I just - I - I - I don't know what's the right thing to do.
Jo McKenna: Ben, are we about to have our monthly fight?
Dr. Ben McKenna: I guess you're the kind of a gal they don't forget.
Jan Peterson: [to Jo] I knew you were married, but, a doctor, how clever. Especially in such a psychosomatic business.

Cindy Fontaine: Jan, will you keep quiet.

Jan Peterson: Really?

Cindy Fontaine: You wouldn't know what psychosomatic means.

Jan Peterson: I do to. It means when your mind gets sick of your body, it does something to it..
Cindy Fontaine: Ben dashed off to see him.

Helen Parnell: Then, Jo said it wasn't a man but a place and she dashed off.

Jan Peterson: Don't mention it again, darling, or I might dash off.

Cindy Fontaine: Oh! What a temptation.
Helen Parnell: It isn't a he, it's an it! A building.
Lucy Drayton: Look, it doesn't hurt to be kind, does it?
Edward Drayton: Listen for the crash of the cymbals.
Edward Drayton: No-one will know.

Rien: No-one except one.
Rien: Will you have the money when I return?

Edward Drayton: [dressed as a clergyman] Don't you trust me?

Rien: What is your English proverb? "A wolf in sheep's clothing."
Dr. Ben McKenna: I don't know how else to do it, honey.
Self - Soloist: [singing] There came, A whispered terror, On the breeze, And the dark forest shook...

The Man Who Knew Too Much Quotes

Extended Reading

The Man Who Knew Too Much short comments

Nikita 2022-03-21 09:02:10

1. The assassination scene in the Albert Hall is a classic, cross-cut of cymbals, Dai, Stewart, the killer, and the score, screaming and full of tension. 2. Oscars [Que sera sera] and the whistle of reconciliation. 3. Enter the taxidermy shop, swordfish and tiger head. 4. Comedy episodes such as the son stealing a headscarf, Stewart's long legs, and grabbing chicken legs in the opening chapter show the embarrassment and embarrassment caused by cultural differences, adding a lot to the film. (8.0/10)
Jane 2022-03-25 09:01:10

The opening platinum, a crisp sound heralds a carefully premeditated killing. The family of three was helplessly involved in the conspiracy. It was music that resolved the hatred and saved the warmth. Whatever Will Be, Will Be is a warm and affectionate song that fits the occasion. The mother and son sing to the whistle, which is the mark of family affection and blood. Interrupting the filming of the musical is extremely exciting, with a sin ambush in the high-pitched music, which is tense and exciting. The cuts and angles are very good. Hitchcock filmed "The Killing" for the second time. The 1934 version is black and white, and I will revisit it when I get a chance. The warmth of the family of three complements the responsibility of the righteousness of the family and country, reflecting the director's absolute position. There are many classic scenes in the movie that were later imitated and paid tribute, such as "The Godfather 3".