BLASTING ENEMY AGENTS! (original poster-all caps)
American Eagles blow up the Nazi ammunition dumps on hidden tropical isle!
Plot
American showgirl Suzy is in London in 1914. She loves Irish inventor Terry who works for an engineering firm owned by a German woman. After their marriage Terry is murdered and Suzy flees to Paris where she meets flyer Andre as war is breaking out.
Keywords: airplane-accident, aviation, based-on-novel, bombing, cabaret, character-name-in-title, class-distinction, deception, father-son-relationship, hospital
[first lines]::Maisie aka Frostbite: [Backstage at the final performance of "Melodies of 1914" the producer is handing out pay envelopes to the chorus] Ooooh! I'll be missing you next Saturday night, Pop!::Revue Producer: And I'll be missing you, too, Miss Maisie.::Maisie aka Frostbite: [Taking her pay envelope] Yeah, but you won't be missing this, and I will. Guess I shouldn't kick. Two weeks is a long run these days. [She heads for her dressing room] C'mon Suzy, let's get dressed.::Suzanne 'Suzy' Trent: Alright Maisie, I'll be right with ya.::Chorus Girl: [to Suzy, crying] But it's your whole week's salary, Suzy. I won't take it. You can't afford it!::Suzanne 'Suzy' Trent: Don't you worry about me; blondes never go broke. Being a brunette, you wouldn't understand that. But you very seldom catch a blonde in financial trouble. Besides, I've got a rich uncle.::Chorus Girl: But you never told me you had any relatives in London.::Suzanne 'Suzy' Trent: I haven't got any relatives anywhere, but I've got a rich uncle. Now monkey, you take that.
Plot
The Marx Brothers take on high society. Two lovers who are both in opera are prevented from being together by the man's lack of acceptance as an operatic tenor. Pulling several typical Marx Brothers' stunts, they arrange for the normal tenor to be absent so that the young lover can get his chance.
Keywords: 1930s, anvil, arrest, aviator, backstage, baseball, beard, blackout, buffet, celebration
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Otis B. Driftwood: I saw Mrs. Claypool first. Of course, her mother really saw her first but there's no point in bringing the Civil War into this.
Otis B. Driftwood: You're willing to pay him a thousand dollars a night just for singing? Why, you can get a phonograph record of Minnie the Moocher for 75 cents. And for a buck and a quarter, you can get Minnie.
Mrs. Claypool: Are you sure you have everything, Otis?::Otis B. Driftwood: Well, I haven't had any complaints yet.
Otis B. Driftwood: And now, on with the opera. Let joy be unconfined. Let there be dancing in the streets, drinking in the saloons, and necking in the parlor.
Mrs. Claypool: I've been sitting right here since seven o'clock.::Otis B. Driftwood: Yes, with your back to me. When I invite a woman to dinner I expect her to look at my face. That's the price she has to pay.
Otis B. Driftwood: That woman? Do you know why I sat with her? Because she reminded me of you.::Mrs. Claypool: Really?::Otis B. Driftwood: Of course, that's why I'm sitting here with you. Because you remind me of you. Your eyes, your throat, your lips! Everything about you reminds me of you. Except you. How do you account for that? If she figures that one out, she's good.
Otis B. Driftwood: It's all right, that's in every contract. That's what they call a sanity clause.::[Fiorello laughs loudly]::Fiorello: You can't fool me! There ain't no Sanity Claus!
Otis B. Driftwood: [to carriage driver] Hey you. I told you to slow that nag down. On account of you I almost heard the opera.
Otis B. Driftwood: Ladies and gentlemen... I guess that takes in most of you...
Otis B. Driftwood: That's the fire escape. And, uh... that's a table, and this is a room, and there's the door leading out, and I wish you'd use it, I... I vant to be alone!::Henderson: You'll be alone when I throw you in jail!::Otis B. Driftwood: Isn't there a song like that, Henderson?
Plot
When a maid is accidentally hit by a car and killed, her young orphaned daughter is forced to live with the snooty couple she used to work for. A custody battle soon ensues between an aviator who adores the little girl and the couple's crotchety Uncle Ned.
Keywords: accidental-death, actor-shares-first-name-with-character, adoption, airplane, airport, attorney, aviation, aviator, blizzard, brat
Shirley Blake: My daddy could fly better than anyone in the whole world, couldn't he?::James 'Loop' Merritt: That's right, better than anyone in the whole world. You know, your daddy and I were pals ever since we were about as big as you are. That's why I'm your godfather.::Shirley Blake: And then one day he cracked up and went away to Heaven, didn't he?::James 'Loop' Merritt: That's right.::Shirley Blake: I'll bet when I'm a pilot, I won't crack up.::James 'Loop' Merritt: When you're ready to be a pilot, we'll get you a big non-crackable ship. That reminds me, I found a scrapbook the other day with some pictures of your daddy and me in it. Would you like to see?::Shirley Blake: Oh, yes.
Shirley Blake: Who's that picture of?::James 'Loop' Merritt: Oh. A girl I used to know.::Shirley Blake: She's a pretty lady.::James 'Loop' Merritt: I used to think so. But it's not enough to be pretty on the outside. You've got to be pretty on the inside, too.::Shirley Blake: How can you be pretty in there?::James 'Loop' Merritt: By thinking the right thoughts and doing the right things. And eating plenty of spinach!
Mrs. Elizabeth Higgins: It's just a bit of a Christmas gift for Shirley.::Mary Blake: You're so kind. I bought a few things for her, not very much of course. Things were different when her father was alive.::Mrs. Elizabeth Higgins: Yes, the poor young fellow. But it must be a comfort to know you're doing all you can for her. She's such a sweet child. Not like that Joy. There's a brat if ever one lived.
Joy Smythe: What are you gonna get for Christmas? I'm gonna get a pink dollhouse with real furniture and a real piano and a tennis racket and a great big doll.::Shirley Blake: I asked Santa Claus to bring me a doll.::Joy Smythe: There ain't any Santa Claus!::Shirley Blake: There is too!::Joy Smythe: There is not! My psychoanalyst told me there ain't any Santa Claus or fairies or giants or anything like that.::Shirley Blake: I'll bet you'd feel pretty bad tomorrow morning if you woke up and you didn't have any presents.::Joy Smythe: Well, I won't. Wanna know why? 'Cause I already peeked in the closet and saw 'em.::Shirley Blake: I don't care what you saw. There is a Santa Claus!::Joy Smythe: There ain't!::Shirley Blake: Mr. Smith, there is a Santa Claus, isn't there?::Uncle Ned Smith: What did she say?::Shirley Blake: She said there isn't.::Uncle Ned Smith: Then there is.
Uncle Ned Smith: We showed her, didn't we?::Shirley Blake: We sure did. Thanks, Mr. Smith. I like you.::Uncle Ned Smith: Then you're the only one around here that does. They don't like me, and I don't like them, either.
Anita Smythe: Higgins!::Higgins: Yes, madam?::Anita Smythe: My cousin Miss Martin is arriving from New York tomorrow. I want to be sure that everything is done just right.::Higgins: Yes, madam.::Anita Smythe: Thomas, you'll meet her plane in the morning.::Thomas, Chauffeur: Yes, madam.::Anita Smythe: I'm very anxious to show her that we can do things exactly as well out here as they do in the east.::Higgins: Yes, madam.::Anita Smythe: I want perfect meals and perfect service.::Higgins: Yes, madam.::Anita Smythe: And Mary, I hope you'll remember what I told you this morning about visitors.::Mary Blake: Yes, madam.
Shirley Blake: I know who you are.::Adele Martin: You do?::Shirley Blake: Sure, you're the lady who's coming to live at our house.::Adele Martin: You're not little Joy, are you?::Shirley Blake: Oh, no, I'm Shirley.::Adele Martin: Oh, I see.::Shirley Blake: Loop, isn't this the lady whose picture you have in your book?::James 'Loop' Merritt: Yeah. She's one of them.
James 'Loop' Merritt: Now I've got a present for you. This isn't from Santa Claus. This is from me to you. This is a magic ring, see? Just like in the fairy tales. If ever you're in trouble, or if you ever want me to do anything for you, you send me this ring, and I'll come.::Shirley Blake: Oh, it's so pretty. Thank you, Loop.
Uncle Ned Smith: Hey, where's your little girl?::Mary Blake: She's gone to a Christmas party.::Uncle Ned Smith: I don't believe in Christmas.::Mary Blake: You don't?::Uncle Ned Smith: It's all a lot of nonsense.::Mary Blake: Well, I don't feel that way about it.::Uncle Ned Smith: Here. [handing her some money] Buy a Christmas present for Shirley from me. Christmas. [scoffs]::Mary Blake: Well! What do you make of that?::Mrs. Elizabeth Higgins: He never fooled me. He's only tough on the outside. Inside, he's soft as mush.
James 'Loop' Merritt: Now because today is Christmas, you can do anything that you want to do. What would you like to do best in the world?::Shirley Blake: You know what. Fly.::James 'Loop' Merritt: That's just what I thought. All right, Shirley, we're going for a ride. Just you and I.::Shirley Blake: Are we going way up high?::James 'Loop' Merritt: That's right, way up high.
Plot
When a maid is accidentally hit by a car and killed, her young orphaned daughter is forced to live with the snooty couple she used to work for. A custody battle soon ensues between an aviator who adores the little girl and the couple's crotchety Uncle Ned.
Keywords: accidental-death, actor-shares-first-name-with-character, adoption, airplane, airport, attorney, aviation, aviator, blizzard, brat
Shirley Blake: My daddy could fly better than anyone in the whole world, couldn't he?::James 'Loop' Merritt: That's right, better than anyone in the whole world. You know, your daddy and I were pals ever since we were about as big as you are. That's why I'm your godfather.::Shirley Blake: And then one day he cracked up and went away to Heaven, didn't he?::James 'Loop' Merritt: That's right.::Shirley Blake: I'll bet when I'm a pilot, I won't crack up.::James 'Loop' Merritt: When you're ready to be a pilot, we'll get you a big non-crackable ship. That reminds me, I found a scrapbook the other day with some pictures of your daddy and me in it. Would you like to see?::Shirley Blake: Oh, yes.
Shirley Blake: Who's that picture of?::James 'Loop' Merritt: Oh. A girl I used to know.::Shirley Blake: She's a pretty lady.::James 'Loop' Merritt: I used to think so. But it's not enough to be pretty on the outside. You've got to be pretty on the inside, too.::Shirley Blake: How can you be pretty in there?::James 'Loop' Merritt: By thinking the right thoughts and doing the right things. And eating plenty of spinach!
Mrs. Elizabeth Higgins: It's just a bit of a Christmas gift for Shirley.::Mary Blake: You're so kind. I bought a few things for her, not very much of course. Things were different when her father was alive.::Mrs. Elizabeth Higgins: Yes, the poor young fellow. But it must be a comfort to know you're doing all you can for her. She's such a sweet child. Not like that Joy. There's a brat if ever one lived.
Joy Smythe: What are you gonna get for Christmas? I'm gonna get a pink dollhouse with real furniture and a real piano and a tennis racket and a great big doll.::Shirley Blake: I asked Santa Claus to bring me a doll.::Joy Smythe: There ain't any Santa Claus!::Shirley Blake: There is too!::Joy Smythe: There is not! My psychoanalyst told me there ain't any Santa Claus or fairies or giants or anything like that.::Shirley Blake: I'll bet you'd feel pretty bad tomorrow morning if you woke up and you didn't have any presents.::Joy Smythe: Well, I won't. Wanna know why? 'Cause I already peeked in the closet and saw 'em.::Shirley Blake: I don't care what you saw. There is a Santa Claus!::Joy Smythe: There ain't!::Shirley Blake: Mr. Smith, there is a Santa Claus, isn't there?::Uncle Ned Smith: What did she say?::Shirley Blake: She said there isn't.::Uncle Ned Smith: Then there is.
Uncle Ned Smith: We showed her, didn't we?::Shirley Blake: We sure did. Thanks, Mr. Smith. I like you.::Uncle Ned Smith: Then you're the only one around here that does. They don't like me, and I don't like them, either.
Anita Smythe: Higgins!::Higgins: Yes, madam?::Anita Smythe: My cousin Miss Martin is arriving from New York tomorrow. I want to be sure that everything is done just right.::Higgins: Yes, madam.::Anita Smythe: Thomas, you'll meet her plane in the morning.::Thomas, Chauffeur: Yes, madam.::Anita Smythe: I'm very anxious to show her that we can do things exactly as well out here as they do in the east.::Higgins: Yes, madam.::Anita Smythe: I want perfect meals and perfect service.::Higgins: Yes, madam.::Anita Smythe: And Mary, I hope you'll remember what I told you this morning about visitors.::Mary Blake: Yes, madam.
Shirley Blake: I know who you are.::Adele Martin: You do?::Shirley Blake: Sure, you're the lady who's coming to live at our house.::Adele Martin: You're not little Joy, are you?::Shirley Blake: Oh, no, I'm Shirley.::Adele Martin: Oh, I see.::Shirley Blake: Loop, isn't this the lady whose picture you have in your book?::James 'Loop' Merritt: Yeah. She's one of them.
James 'Loop' Merritt: Now I've got a present for you. This isn't from Santa Claus. This is from me to you. This is a magic ring, see? Just like in the fairy tales. If ever you're in trouble, or if you ever want me to do anything for you, you send me this ring, and I'll come.::Shirley Blake: Oh, it's so pretty. Thank you, Loop.
Uncle Ned Smith: Hey, where's your little girl?::Mary Blake: She's gone to a Christmas party.::Uncle Ned Smith: I don't believe in Christmas.::Mary Blake: You don't?::Uncle Ned Smith: It's all a lot of nonsense.::Mary Blake: Well, I don't feel that way about it.::Uncle Ned Smith: Here. [handing her some money] Buy a Christmas present for Shirley from me. Christmas. [scoffs]::Mary Blake: Well! What do you make of that?::Mrs. Elizabeth Higgins: He never fooled me. He's only tough on the outside. Inside, he's soft as mush.
James 'Loop' Merritt: Now because today is Christmas, you can do anything that you want to do. What would you like to do best in the world?::Shirley Blake: You know what. Fly.::James 'Loop' Merritt: That's just what I thought. All right, Shirley, we're going for a ride. Just you and I.::Shirley Blake: Are we going way up high?::James 'Loop' Merritt: That's right, way up high.
Plot
When a maid is accidentally hit by a car and killed, her young orphaned daughter is forced to live with the snooty couple she used to work for. A custody battle soon ensues between an aviator who adores the little girl and the couple's crotchety Uncle Ned.
Keywords: accidental-death, actor-shares-first-name-with-character, adoption, airplane, airport, attorney, aviation, aviator, blizzard, brat
Shirley Blake: My daddy could fly better than anyone in the whole world, couldn't he?::James 'Loop' Merritt: That's right, better than anyone in the whole world. You know, your daddy and I were pals ever since we were about as big as you are. That's why I'm your godfather.::Shirley Blake: And then one day he cracked up and went away to Heaven, didn't he?::James 'Loop' Merritt: That's right.::Shirley Blake: I'll bet when I'm a pilot, I won't crack up.::James 'Loop' Merritt: When you're ready to be a pilot, we'll get you a big non-crackable ship. That reminds me, I found a scrapbook the other day with some pictures of your daddy and me in it. Would you like to see?::Shirley Blake: Oh, yes.
Shirley Blake: Who's that picture of?::James 'Loop' Merritt: Oh. A girl I used to know.::Shirley Blake: She's a pretty lady.::James 'Loop' Merritt: I used to think so. But it's not enough to be pretty on the outside. You've got to be pretty on the inside, too.::Shirley Blake: How can you be pretty in there?::James 'Loop' Merritt: By thinking the right thoughts and doing the right things. And eating plenty of spinach!
Mrs. Elizabeth Higgins: It's just a bit of a Christmas gift for Shirley.::Mary Blake: You're so kind. I bought a few things for her, not very much of course. Things were different when her father was alive.::Mrs. Elizabeth Higgins: Yes, the poor young fellow. But it must be a comfort to know you're doing all you can for her. She's such a sweet child. Not like that Joy. There's a brat if ever one lived.
Joy Smythe: What are you gonna get for Christmas? I'm gonna get a pink dollhouse with real furniture and a real piano and a tennis racket and a great big doll.::Shirley Blake: I asked Santa Claus to bring me a doll.::Joy Smythe: There ain't any Santa Claus!::Shirley Blake: There is too!::Joy Smythe: There is not! My psychoanalyst told me there ain't any Santa Claus or fairies or giants or anything like that.::Shirley Blake: I'll bet you'd feel pretty bad tomorrow morning if you woke up and you didn't have any presents.::Joy Smythe: Well, I won't. Wanna know why? 'Cause I already peeked in the closet and saw 'em.::Shirley Blake: I don't care what you saw. There is a Santa Claus!::Joy Smythe: There ain't!::Shirley Blake: Mr. Smith, there is a Santa Claus, isn't there?::Uncle Ned Smith: What did she say?::Shirley Blake: She said there isn't.::Uncle Ned Smith: Then there is.
Uncle Ned Smith: We showed her, didn't we?::Shirley Blake: We sure did. Thanks, Mr. Smith. I like you.::Uncle Ned Smith: Then you're the only one around here that does. They don't like me, and I don't like them, either.
Anita Smythe: Higgins!::Higgins: Yes, madam?::Anita Smythe: My cousin Miss Martin is arriving from New York tomorrow. I want to be sure that everything is done just right.::Higgins: Yes, madam.::Anita Smythe: Thomas, you'll meet her plane in the morning.::Thomas, Chauffeur: Yes, madam.::Anita Smythe: I'm very anxious to show her that we can do things exactly as well out here as they do in the east.::Higgins: Yes, madam.::Anita Smythe: I want perfect meals and perfect service.::Higgins: Yes, madam.::Anita Smythe: And Mary, I hope you'll remember what I told you this morning about visitors.::Mary Blake: Yes, madam.
Shirley Blake: I know who you are.::Adele Martin: You do?::Shirley Blake: Sure, you're the lady who's coming to live at our house.::Adele Martin: You're not little Joy, are you?::Shirley Blake: Oh, no, I'm Shirley.::Adele Martin: Oh, I see.::Shirley Blake: Loop, isn't this the lady whose picture you have in your book?::James 'Loop' Merritt: Yeah. She's one of them.
James 'Loop' Merritt: Now I've got a present for you. This isn't from Santa Claus. This is from me to you. This is a magic ring, see? Just like in the fairy tales. If ever you're in trouble, or if you ever want me to do anything for you, you send me this ring, and I'll come.::Shirley Blake: Oh, it's so pretty. Thank you, Loop.
Uncle Ned Smith: Hey, where's your little girl?::Mary Blake: She's gone to a Christmas party.::Uncle Ned Smith: I don't believe in Christmas.::Mary Blake: You don't?::Uncle Ned Smith: It's all a lot of nonsense.::Mary Blake: Well, I don't feel that way about it.::Uncle Ned Smith: Here. [handing her some money] Buy a Christmas present for Shirley from me. Christmas. [scoffs]::Mary Blake: Well! What do you make of that?::Mrs. Elizabeth Higgins: He never fooled me. He's only tough on the outside. Inside, he's soft as mush.
James 'Loop' Merritt: Now because today is Christmas, you can do anything that you want to do. What would you like to do best in the world?::Shirley Blake: You know what. Fly.::James 'Loop' Merritt: That's just what I thought. All right, Shirley, we're going for a ride. Just you and I.::Shirley Blake: Are we going way up high?::James 'Loop' Merritt: That's right, way up high.
Plot
All of those handsome young men in their flying machines are billeted in a field next to the Widow Berthelot's farmhouse in France. Her daughter Jeannine is curious about the young men fighting for England in World War I and their airplanes. Then one of the aviators is killed. His replacement is Captain Philip Blythe who can't help but notice Jeannine. When he lands the first time, she is standing in the middle of his "runway." She makes a more favorable impression when he sees her later by the lilacs. When all of the young men depart on a mission, Blythe promises to return.
Keywords: based-on-book, based-on-play, world-war-one
SEE LIFE at its most magnificent moments---in the most magnificent spectacle the screen has ever given you!
TREMENDOUS SPECTACLE, when scores of fighting airplanes come to death grips in the skies...STIRRING ROMANCE in the glorious love of a maid of Normandy for a daredevil flier who goes up on his last trip in the face of new found love.
Plot
Two young men fall in love with the same same girl. After the US enters WWI, both join the Air Corps and become aces. They remain friends, but the relation to the girl threatens their friendship.
Keywords: 1910s, aerial-combat, aerial-photography, air-raid, airplane-accident, airplane-crash, airplane-shot-down, airplane-theft, ambulance-driver, army-air-corps
An Epic of the Air
Daring danger and destruction. Scouring the skies for enemy planes. Soaring to the clouds in a flimsy machine. And yet, like a charm, her love kept this "Shooting Star." Carried him through the terrific dangers. Brought him back to earth. Spirited, striving, spectacular. A story of the American war "Aces" in France.
The Sensational Romance of the War Fliers!
Youth, hitting the clouds! Laughing at danger! Fighting, loving, dodging death! That's "WINGS"
The Drama of the Skies
The war in the air from both sides of the lines
Sergeant in Mervale: Hey, if youse guys need kissin' *I'll* kiss you - wit' a gun-butt!
British Soldier: Hello Yank, welcome to a very merry little war. And now how about a wee drop for the King and Uncle Sam?
Mary Preston: D'you know what you can do when you see a shooting star?::John "Jack" Powell: No, what?::Mary Preston: You can kiss the girl you love.
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The term "aviator", as opposed to "pilot" or other terms, was used more in the early days of aviation, before anyone had ever seen an airplane fly, and it was used to show connotations of bravery and adventure. For example, the editors at the Dayton Herald, (in an article of December 18, 1903) described the Wright brothers' first airplane as thus: "The weight, including the body of the aviator, is slightly over 700 pounds".
Leonardo Wilhelm DiCaprio (/dɨˈkæpri.oʊ/; born November 11, 1974) is an American actor and film producer. He has been nominated for the Golden Globe Award eight times as an actor, and won the Golden Globe Award for Best Actor for his performance in The Aviator (2004). He has also been nominated by the Academy Awards, Screen Actors Guild, Satellite Awards, and the British Academy of Film and Television Arts.
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[Brandy:]
I'm flya then a motha sucka
Like an Aviator [x2]
You know you can't touch me
'Cause I'm somehwere in the clouds
I'll be lookin' up or
I'll be lookin down
Flya then a motha sucka
Like an Aviator [x2]
[Price:]
Whatcha doin? Press pause
We might can share time
I got so much keys
That maybe we can share mine
Catch me up in the air
I'm starein widda nice dime
I'm in the clouds
So now they call me Price-Airlines
Now you can try and tell me
Who can hold these streets
Or name a badda rapper
Who can hold these beats
I keep rasisin the bar
While yo flow decrease
'Cause where I'm viewin from
Is passed the nose bleed seats
[Brani:]
I'm flya then a motha sucka
Like an Aviator [x2]
You know you can't touch me
'Cause I'm somehwere in the clouds
I'll be lookin' up or
I'll be lookin down
Flya then a motha sucka
Like an Aviator [x2]
[Oktane:]
Now lemme lemme lemme tell
Hello to all y'all
We flyin' ova here
And you look so small
Girl I'm so fly
I'm never gon' fall
I'm busy or booked
Whenever these girls call
Yeah, all the girls
They tryna ride with me
I gott the G-4 baby
You can glide with me
I'm up in the clouds
So come and fly with me
We can go high
Fill the sky with me
Hit me 'cause I'm fly
[Brandy:]
I'm flya then a motha sucka
Like an Aviator [x2]
You know you can't touch me
'Cause I'm somehwere in the clouds
I'll be lookin' up or
I'll be lookin down
Flya then a motha sucka
Like an Aviator [x2]
[Brandy:]
Baby I'm some kind of
Touchin my swagga
Gettin' high off the ground
Yeah, you can check my wings
Phantom
High above the lane
And I don't plan on comin' back down
[Oktane:]
Yeah, I got my jayz (con-daze)
So... so fly (should prally have a cape for her)
And if you ain't on
You'll prally say Okt
Three... Two... One
It's time for take off (take off)
[Brandy:]
I'm flya then a motha sucka
Like an Aviator [x2]
You know you can't touch me
'Cause I'm somehwere in the clouds
I'll be lookin' up or
I'll be lookin down
Flya then a motha sucka