Top Hat Quotes

Dale Tremont: What is this strange power you have over horses?

Jerry Travers: [thinks] Horsepower?

Dale Tremont: How could I have ever fallen in love with a man like you!

[Dale slaps Jerry, then storms off]

Jerry Travers: She loves me.

Jerry Travers: I think I feel an attack coming on. There's only one thing that can stop me.

Dale Tremont: Why, you must tell me what it is!

Jerry Travers: My nurses always put their arms around me.

Dale Tremont: I dropped up from the room below where I've been trying to get some sleep!

Jerry Travers: Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't realize I was disturbing you. You see, every once in a while I suddenly find myself... dancing.

Dale Tremont: Oh, I suppose it's some kind of an affliction.

Horace Hardwick: You know how wives are.

Jerry Travers: No I don't. How are they?

[talking about the horse]

Dale Treemont: Who was his dam?

Jerry Travers: What?

Dale Treemont: I said, who was his dam?

Jerry Travers: I don't know miss, he didn't give a...

[He is reading a telegram]

Alberto Beddini: 'Come ahead. stop. Stop being a sap. stop. You can even bring Alberto. stop. My husband is stopping at your hotel. stop. when do you start. stop.' I cannot understand who wrote this.

Dale Tremont: Sounds like Gertrude Stein.

Dale Tremont: Madge, have you any objections if I scare your husband so that he'll never look at another woman?

Madge Hardwick: Dale, no husband is ever too scared to look.

Horace Hardwick: You mean to sit there and tell me that that girl slapped your face in front of all those people for nothing?

Jerry Travers: Well, what would you have done? Sold tickets?

Jerry Travers: [realising why Dale has been behaving so peculiarly] She's been mistaking me for you this whole time.

Madge Hardwick: Well, no wonder she said he was interesting.

Horace Hardwick: Yes, no wonder... I resent that!

Jerry Travers: Are you afraid of thunder?

Dale Tremont: Oh, no. It's just the noise.

Jerry Travers: You know what thunder is, don't you?

Dale Tremont: Of course. It's something about the air.

Jerry Travers: No, no. When a clumsy cloud from here meets a fluffy little cloud from there, he billows towards her. She scurries away and he scuds right up to her. She cries a little and there you have you showers. He comforts her. They spark. That's the lightning. They kiss. Thunder.

Horace Hardwick: What kind of plane?

Jerry Travers: One with wings!

Dale Tremont: I still feel a little guilty, being here with you while Alberto is out looking for us.

Jerry Travers: Come on! Let's eat, drink, and be merry, for tomorrow we have to face him.

Horace Hardwick: Mr. Travers is in trouble. He has practically put his foot right into a hornets' nest.

Bates: But hornets' nests grow on trees, sir.

Horace Hardwick: Never mind that. We have got to do something.

Bates: What about rubbing it with butter, sir?

Horace Hardwick: You blasted fool, you can't rub a girl with butter!

Bates: My sister got into a hornets' nest and we rubbed HER with butter, sir!

Horace Hardwick: That's the wrong treatment, you should've used mud - Never mind that!

Alberto Beddini: As Mrs. Adam, what would you wear?

Dale Tremont: Fig leaves!

Horace Hardwick: [emerges from hiding] There! You see? I was right! Of all the scheming, brazen creatures, trying to pretend she'd met you in Paris! Do you realize she's deliberately trying to trap you? Now, what are you going to do about it?

Jerry Travers: [nonchalantly] Marry her.

Horace Hardwick: [alarmed] Jerry! This is no time for you to be funny!

Jerry Travers: All right then, you be funny. I'm going down and ask her to marry me right now.

Horace Hardwick: [stammers] Wh-uh-Jerry! Please, wait! Now-now-now-now, before you make a complete fool of yourself, uh- promise me that you won't ask her, until I find out from Madge more about her past.

Jerry Travers: All right, you find out all about her past, and I'll go down and plan her future.

Horace Hardwick: Uh, remember, that's a promise!

Jerry Travers: [leaving] All right, it's a promise!

Jerry Travers: May I rescue you?

Dale Tremont: No, thank you. I prefer being in distress.

Horace Hardwick: [Jerry being questioned for the reason why he was slapped out of the blue by Dale in the lobby] You sure you didn't forget yourself with her in the park?

Jerry Travers: Positive. If I ever forgot myself with that girl I'd remember it.