MITCH: She says to go out, so I go, but I don’t enjoy it. All the while I keep wondering how she is. STANLEY: Aw, for God’s sake, go home then
MITCH: You are all married, but I’ll be alone when she goes.
BLANCHE: That one seems- superior… I thought he had a sort of sensitive look
STANLEY: He was looking through them drapes. [He jumps up and jerks roughly at the curtains]
STANLEY: And when he goes home he’ll deposit them in the piggy bank his mother gave him for Christmas
MITCH: You just blew your top, Stan
I want his respect. And men don’t want anything they get too easy.
Samson! Lift me.
Mitch is a buddy of mine, we were in the same outfit together. Two forty first engineers
So utterly uncavalier
MITCH: I don’t think I’ve ever seen you in the light
That pitch about your ideals being so old-fashioned and all the malarkey that you’ve dished out all summer. Oh I knew you weren’t sixteen anymore. But I was fool enough to think you were straight
You’re not clean enough to bring in the house with my mother