I am Mrs. Fowler!

So you're a lying gossip? How is that a redeeming quality lol

Rosalind Russell very much deserved a best supporting actress Oscar nomination for her performance here; she was very underrated as Sylvia Fowler and so many of her lines still crack me up every time I re-watch the film:


"It's an English saddle; I refuse point blank to ride one of those Western things."


"What I go through to keep my figure! Do I see red when some fat lazy dinner partner says to me: 'and what do you with yourself all day Mrs. Fowler?'"

"Lot's my friends exit horizontally."

"You remember the awful things they printed about 'what's-her-name' before she jumped out the window? See? I can't even remember her name so who cares, Edith?"

"He picked a quarrel with me, so I ordered him out of the house. Did I know he had pictographs hidden all over the place? Did I know I had given him complete grounds for incompatibility, all recorded on nasty little disks in the most awful-sounding language?"

"Someday you'll need a girlfriend! And then you'll think of your treachery to me!"


Ignore the trolls! Any failure to do so will only grant them the satisfaction they seek!

Lol, "DID YOU GET HER INNUENDO?"

Her double take when Crystal tells her "Oh, I don't think that perfume would suit you. It's called 'OOMPH!'" was hilarious.

The quick exchange, and the suspicious looks to one another, between Sylvia and Edith in the power room of Mary's country home:


Sylvia: "It wouldn't be so bad if only Mary's friends knew, we could keep our mouths shut."
Edith: "Heh, I know plenty I never breathe about my friend's husbands."
Sylvia: "Oh, so do I...."



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Truth is a hard master, and costly to serve, but it simplifies every problem.

Crystal: "May I serve you?"
Sylvia: "Oh yes, I'm thinking of changing my perfume."
Crystal: "Would you like something more subtle or something in the woodsie order. This perhaps..."
Edith: "Is that what you use?"
Crystal: "Oh, that's much too expensive for me."
Sylvia: "Nonsense, my dear, a pretty girl like you, with all the rich men who float in here...
Crystal: "I'm afraid when they come to this counter, they have other women on their minds."
Sylvia: "I shouldn't think you'd let that disturb you."
Edith: "Ooo, here's that new one, 'Summer Rain,' that's the kind Mary Haines is so keen about."
Sylvia: "Yes, that's it. ...A friend of ours, Mrs. Stephen Haines, simply dotes on this...
Crystal: "Really..."
Sylvia: "Her husband picked out for her, perhaps you sold it to him, Stephen Haines the engineer...?"
Crystal: "I'm afraid I don't remember, we have so many men come in here."
Sylvia: "Awfully good looking, tall, fair, distinguished, I'm sure you wouldn't overlook him."
Crystal: "I'm sorry, but, when one's mind is on one's own business..."
Sylvia: "Of course, of course, and as you say, you have so many men."
Crystal: "Oh, I don't think that one would suit your personality at all. It's called, eh, "Oomph."
Sylvia: "How amusing..."
{tones}
Edith: "Oh! What's that?"
Crystal: "Closing time."
Sylvia: "The bums rush in melody, dear."
Crystal: "Goodnight Pat"
Pat: "Goodnight Crystal."
Sylvia: "I'm afraid we're keeping you..."
Crystal: "Oh, that's quite alright."
Sylvia: "Well, eh, I'll take this, charge it and send, here's my name and address."
Crystal: "Twenty-five cents! My, you are getting off economically aren't you?"
Sylvia: "Aren't I?!"
Crystal: "It'll be out tomorrow, Mrs. Prowler."
Sylvia: "Fowler!"
Crystal: "Oh, I'm so sorry, Mrs. Fowler."
Sylvia: "Why, that common little upstart, if she things I'm gonna let her get away with that...
Edith: "Oh come on, you ain't exactly a little Pollyanna yourself, and no wonder she called out..."
Sylvia: "'Prowler,' really. She's laughing at us, I can see from here."
Edith: "Why, I believe she is."
Sylvia: "I'll have her fired, I'll go straight to the management this minute."
Edith: "And I'll go with you..."

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Truth is a hard master, and costly to serve, but it simplifies every problem.