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Quotes from The Graduate (1967)

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    • [Offering Mrs. Robinson a coat hanger]
    • Benjamin: Wood?
    • Mrs. Robinson: What?
    • Benjamin: Wood or wire? They have both.
    • Room Clerk: Are you here for an affair, sir?
    • Benjamin: What?
    • Room Clerk: The Singleman party, sir?
    • Benjamin: Ah, yes, the Singleman party.
    • [behind Benjamin]
    • Mr. McGuire: Ben.
    • [to Joanne]
    • Benjamin: Excuse me.
    • [turns]
    • Benjamin: Mr. McGuire.
    • Mr. McGuire: Ben.
    • Benjamin: Mr. McGuire.
    • Mrs. Robinson: Benjamin.
    • Benjamin: Oh, you're absolutely right. It's 568.
    • Mrs. Robinson: Thank you.
    • Benjamin: You're welcome. Well... I'll see you later, Mrs. Robinson.
    • Benjamin: Yes?
    • Mrs. Robinson: Isn't there something you want to tell me?
    • Benjamin: Tell you?
    • Mrs. Robinson: Yes.
    • Benjamin: Well, I want you to know how much I appreciate this. Really.
    • Mrs. Robinson: The number.
    • Benjamin: What?
    • Mrs. Robinson: The room number, Benjamin. I think you ought to tell me that.
    • Mr. Braddock: What's the matter? The guests are all downstairs, Ben, waiting to see you.
    • Benjamin: I don't know... I want it to be...
    • Mr. Braddock: To be what?
    • [looks at his father]
    • Benjamin: ... Different.
    • Benjamin: Look, Dad, could you explain to them that I have to be alone for a while?
    • Mr. Braddock: These are all our good friends, Ben. Most of them have known you since, well, practically since you were born. What is it, Ben?
    • Benjamin: I'm just...
    • Mr. Braddock: Worried?
    • Benjamin: Well...
    • Mr. Braddock: About what?
    • Benjamin: I guess about my future.
    • Mr. Braddock: What about it?
    • Benjamin: Where did you do it?
    • Mrs. Robinson: In his car.
    • Benjamin: What kind of car was it?
    • Mrs. Robinson: Come on now.
    • Benjamin: No, I really want to know.
    • Mrs. Robinson: A Ford.
    • Benjamin: Goddamn, that's great. So old Elaine Robinson got started in a Ford.
    • Mr. McGuire: I just want to say one word to you. Just one word.
    • Benjamin: Yes, sir.
    • Mr. McGuire: Are you listening?
    • Benjamin: Yes, I am.
    • Mr. McGuire: Plastics.
    • Benjamin: Exactly how do you mean?
    • Mr. McGuire: There's a great future in plastics. Think about it. Will you think about it?
    • [It's morning. Mr. Braddock is in the kitchen. Ben walks in]
    • Benjamin: I'm going to marry Elaine Robinson.
    • Mr. Braddock: Come on, let's call the Robinsons. We've got something to celebrate.
    • Benjamin: No. I think you'll want to wait on that.
    • Mr. Braddock: They don't know?
    • Benjamin: No, they don't.
    • Mr. Braddock: Well, when did you decide all this?
    • Benjamin: About an hour ago.
    • Mr. Braddock: Wait a minute. You talked to Elaine this morning?
    • Benjamin: No. She doesn't know about it.
    • Mr. Braddock: She doesn't know that you're coming up to Berkeley?
    • Benjamin: No. Actually, she doesn't know about us getting married yet.
    • Mr. Braddock: Well, well, well!
    • Mr. Braddock: When did you two talk this over?
    • Benjamin: We haven't.
    • Mr. Braddock: Ben, this whole idea sounds pretty half-baked.
    • Benjamin: No, it's not, Dad. It's completely baked. It's a decision I've made.
    • Mrs. Braddock: But what makes you think she wants to marry you?
    • [Ben picks up his suitcase, walks to the door]
    • Benjamin: She doesn't. To be perfectly honest, she doesn't like me.
    • [He almost giggles as he crosses to Ben and takes his hand to shake it. Mrs. Braddock appears in the doorway]
    • Mrs. Braddock: What's happening
    • Mr. Braddock: Ben says he and Elaine are getting married.
    • Mrs. Braddock: I don't believe it.
    • Mr. Braddock: That what he says. Right?
    • Benjamin: I'm going up to Berkeley today.
    • Mrs. Braddock: Oh, Ben. This is so exciting.
    • Benjamin: Oh, my God!
    • Mrs. Robinson: Well, I don't know.
    • Benjamin: For God's sake, Mrs. Robinson. Here we are. You got me into your house. You give me a drink. You... put on music. Now, you start opening up your personal life to me and tell me your husband won't be home for hours.
    • Mrs. Robinson: So?
    • Benjamin: Mrs. Robinson, you're trying to seduce me!
    • [laughs]
    • Mrs. Robinson: Huh?
    • Benjamin: Aren't you?
    • Mrs. Robinson: Pardon?
    • Benjamin: Oh no, Mrs. Robinson. Oh no.
    • Mrs. Robinson: What's wrong?
    • Benjamin: Mrs. Robinson, you didn't... I mean, you didn't expect...
    • Mrs. Robinson: What?
    • Benjamin: I mean, you didn't really think I'd do something like THAT.
    • Mrs. Robinson: Like what?
    • Benjamin: What do you think?
    • Mrs. Robinson: Benjamin, I am not trying to seduce you.
    • Benjamin: I know that, but please, Mrs. Robinson, this is difficult...
    • Mrs. Robinson: Would you like me to seduce you?
    • Benjamin: What?
    • Mrs. Robinson: Is that what you're trying to tell me?
    • Benjamin: I'm going home now. I apologize for what I said. I hope you can forget it, but I'm going home right now.
    • Benjamin: Mrs. Robinson, if you don't mind my saying so, this conversation is getting a little strange.
    • Mr. Robinson: Do you ummm... do you want to tell me *why* you did it
    • Benjamin: Mr. Robinson!
    • Mr. Robinson: Do you have a special grudge against me? Do you feel a particularly strong resentment? Is there something I've said that's caused this contempt, or is it just things I stand for that you despise?
    • Benjamin: Listen to me. What happened between Mrs. Robinson and me was nothing. It didn't mean anything. We might just as well have been shaking hands.
    • Mr. Robinson: Shaking hands? Well, that's not saying much for my wife, is it?
    • Benjamin: Look, maybe we could do something else together. Mrs. Robinson, would you like to go to a movie?
    • Benjamin: Mrs. Robinson, I can't do this anymore.
    • Mrs. Robinson: You what?
    • Benjamin: This is all terribly wrong.
    • Mrs. Robinson: Do you find me undesirable?
    • Benjamin: Oh no, Mrs. Robinson. I think, I think you're the most attractive of all my parents' friends. I mean that.
    • Elaine: Good night.
    • Benjamin: Are we getting married tomorrow?
    • Elaine: No...
    • Benjamin: Day after tomorrow?
    • Elaine: I don't know. Maybe we are, and maybe we're not.
    • Mrs. Braddock: What makes you think she wants to marry you?
    • Benjamin: Oh, she doesn't. To be perfectly honest, she doesn't like me.
    • Mr. Braddock: Ben, what are you doing?
    • Benjamin: Well, I would say that I'm just drifting. Here in the pool.
    • Mr. Braddock: Why?
    • Benjamin: Well, it's very comfortable just to drift here.
    • Mr. Braddock: Have you thought about graduate school?
    • Benjamin: No.
    • Mr. Braddock: Would you mind telling me then what those four years of college were for? What was the point of all that hard work?
    • Benjamin: You got me.
    • [last lines]
    • Mrs. Robinson: Elaine, it's too late!
    • Elaine: Not for me!
    • Benjamin: Elaine, would you just tell me where he proposed to you?
    • [shouting after her as she leaves the library]
    • Benjamin: Oh God, it wasn't in his car, was it?
    • [after Elaine has left his room, and he realises that he's naked]
    • Benjamin: Good God.
    • Gas station attendant: It's six blocks up and... three over.
    • [as Ben races out and leaps into the car]
    • Gas station attendant: Do you need any gas, Father?
    • [the empty fuel gauge fills the screen just as Benjamin drives off]
    • [first lines]
    • Pilot: Ladies and gentlemen, we are about to begin our descent into Los Angeles. The sound you just heard is the landing gear locking into place. Los Angeles weather is clear; temperature is 72. We expect to make our 4 hour and 18 minute flight on schedule. We have enjoyed having you on board, and look forward to seeing you again in the near future.
    • [Mrs. Robinson comes into Elaine's room, naked, and locks the door with Benjamin inside with her]
    • Benjamin: Oh...
    • Mrs. Robinson: Do you understand what I...
    • Benjamin: Let me out.
    • Mrs. Robinson: Benjamin, do you understand what I just said?
    • Benjamin: Yes! Yes. Let me out!
    • Mrs. Robinson: I find you very attractive.
    • Benjamin: Oh God. Oh, let me out.
    • Mrs. Robinson: Don't be nervous.
    • Benjamin: Get away from that door.
    • Mrs. Robinson: I want to say something first.
    • Benjamin: Jesus Christ.
    • Mrs. Robinson: Benjamin, I want you to know that I'm available to you, and if you won't sleep with me this time...
    • Benjamin: Oh, my Christ.
    • Mrs. Robinson: If you won't sleep with me this time I want you to know that you can call me up anytime you want and we'll make some kind of arrangement.
    • [after the incident with Elaine screaming]
    • Mr. McCleery: I want you outta here.
    • Benjamin: What?
    • Mr. McCleery: I want you outta here.
    • Benjamin: Why?
    • Mr. McCleery: Because I don't like you.
    • [closes door]
    • [asks Benjamin why he is in Berkeley]
    • Mr. McCleery: I just like to know what my boys are up to.
    • Mr. McCleery: You aren't one of those agitators, are you?
    • Benjamin: What?
    • Mr. McCleery: I hate 'em. I won't stand for it.
    • Benjamin: It's like I was playing some kind of game, but the rules don't make any sense to me. They're being made up by all the wrong people. I mean no one makes them up. They seem to make themselves up.
    • [in anger for ruining Elaine's wedding]
    • Mr. Robinson: You punk! You crazy punk! I'll kill you!
    • [after Ben has driven Mrs. Robinson home, Mr. Robinson unexpectedly comes home early]
    • Mr. Robinson: Is that Ben's car in front?
    • [nervously]
    • Benjamin: Yes, sir. I drove... I drove Mrs. Robinson home. She wanted me to drive her home so I drove her home.
    • Mr. Robinson: Swell. I appreciate.
    • Benjamin: She's upstairs. She wanted me to wait down here till you got home.
    • Mr. Robinson: Standing guard over the old castle, are you?
    • Benjamin: Yes, sir.
    • Mr. Robinson: All right, come on, let's have a nightcap together.
    • Mr. Robinson: You'll never be young again.
    • Benjamin: I know.
    • [reaches for a bottle]
    • Mr. Robinson: Scotch?
    • Benjamin: Bourbon.
    • Mr. Robinson: Ben... How old are you now?
    • Benjamin: Twenty. I'll be 21 next week.
    • [as he fixes drinks for both of them]
    • Mr. Robinson: That's a hell of a good age to be.
    • Benjamin: Thank you. Thank you very much, sir.
    • Mr. Robinson: I, uh... I wish I was that age again. Because, Ben...
    • Benjamin: Sir?
    • Mr. Robinson: Ben, can I say something to you?
    • Benjamin: I'd like to hear it.
    • Mr. Robinson: Ben, I think... I think you ought to be taking it a little easier right now than you seem to be. Sow a few wild oats. Take things as they come. Have a good time with the girls and so forth.
    • [Mrs. Robinson joins them; Ben abruptly stands up]
    • Mrs. Robinson: Don't get up.
    • Mr. Robinson: I was just telling... Ben. Ben, here, that he ought to sow a few wild oats. Have a good time while he can. You think that's sound advice?
    • Mrs. Robinson: Yes, I do.
    • Benjamin: I've got to go.
    • Mr. Robinson: You have yourself a few flings this summer. I bet you're quite a ladies' man, huh?
    • Benjamin: Oh, no.
    • [taken aback]
    • Mr. Robinson: What?
    • Mr. Robinson: You look to me like the kind of guy who has to fight 'em off.
    • Benjamin: What?
    • [to his wife]
    • Mr. Robinson: Now, doesn't he look to you like the kind of guy who has to fight them off?
    • Mrs. Robinson: Yes, he does.
    • Mr. Robinson: Uh, how long have we known each other now? How long have you and I known each other? How long have your dad and I been partners?
    • Benjamin: Quite a while.
    • Mr. Robinson: I watched you grow up, Ben.
    • Benjamin: Yes, sir.
    • Mr. Robinson: In many ways, I feel as though you were my own son.
    • Benjamin: Thank you.
    • Mr. Robinson: So I hope you won't mind my giving you a friendly piece of advice.
    • Mrs. Robinson: Benjamin, I thought I made myself perfectly clear about this...
    • Benjamin: Look, I have no intention of taking your precious daughter out again in her life, so don't get upset about it!
    • Mrs. Robinson: I am. I'm *extremely* upset about it, Benjamin.
    • [Mr. Robinson comes in with Elaine next to him]
    • Elaine: Hello.
    • Benjamin: Hello.
    • [playfully giving advice to Elaine about Benjamin]
    • Mr. Robinson: Well, I want you to keep your wits about you tonight. You never know what *tricks* Ben picked up back there in the east. Heh heh...
    • Benjamin: My whole life is such a waste... It's just nothing.
    • Benjamin: I'm sorry, I'll take you home now.
    • Elaine: Benjamin, I would like to know what you're doing here.
    • Benjamin: Here? In Berkeley?
    • Elaine: Yes.
    • Benjamin: Well, I have this very pleasant room on Carter Street, and I've been getting to some classes.
    • Elaine: But you're not enrolled.
    • Benjamin: No, I just sit in. They don't seem to mind. They've been very congenial about it.
    • [annoyed]
    • Elaine: Benjamin, you're... I don't know what to say.
    • [nonchalantly]
    • Benjamin: Maybe we can get together sometime and talk about it.
    • [exasperated]
    • Elaine: Really incredible.
    • Mr. McCleery: I want you out of here.
    • Benjamin: What do you mean?
    • Mr. McCleery: Now you heard me: out of here.
    • Benjamin: What for?
    • [line delivered with Norman Fell's classic dour expression]
    • Mr. McCleery: Because I don't like you.
    • Benjamin: What kind of car was it?
    • Mrs. Robinson: Don't talk about Elaine.
    • Benjamin: Don't talk about Elaine?
    • Mrs. Robinson: No.
    • Benjamin: Well, why not?
    • Mrs. Robinson: Because I don't want you to.
    • Benjamin: Well, why don't you? I wish you'd tell me.
    • Mrs. Robinson: There's nothing to tell.
    • Benjamin: Well, why is she a big taboo subject all of a sudden? Well, I guess I'll have to ask her out on a date and find out what the big deal is.
    • [Mrs. Robinson turns on the lights,sternly warning Benjamin]
    • Mrs. Robinson: Benjamin.
    • Benjamin: Ow!
    • Mrs. Robinson: What?
    • Mrs. Robinson: Don't you ever take that girl out! Do you understand that?
    • Benjamin: Look, I have no intention of taking her out!
    • Mrs. Robinson: Good.
    • Benjamin: Do you remember the make of the car?
    • Mrs. Robinson: Oh, my God.
    • Benjamin: Really, I want to know.
    • Mrs. Robinson: It was a Ford, Benjamin.
    • [laughs]
    • Benjamin: A Ford, a Ford! Goddam it, that's great. A Ford!
    • Mrs. Robinson: That's enough.
    • [Mrs. Robinson turns off the lights]
    • Benjamin: So old Elaine Robinson got started in a Ford.
    • Mrs. Singleman: Hello.
    • Mr. Singleman: Oh, sorry.
    • Geoffrey: Fine, thank you.
    • Mrs. Singleman: That's Geoffrey, of course.
    • Mr. Singleman: I didn't get your name, sir.
    • Benjamin: Benjamin Braddock, sir, but I'm...
    • Mrs. Singleman: Braddock? Branham?
    • Benjamin: Yes, but I'm afraid I'm...
    • Mrs. Singleman: Oh, no no no, I'll find your table in just a moment.
    • [looks through the guest list]
    • Mrs. Singleman: Braddock, Braddock, Braddock, not Branham, we have a Branham.
    • Benjamin: No, actually, I'm just looking for a friend.
    • Benjamin: Hello.
    • Mrs. Singleman: Oh, but I don't understand.
    • Benjamin: I'm not with your party. I'm sorry.
    • Mr. Singleman: Hey, I don't get it.
    • Mrs. Singleman: I've enjoyed meeting you, Mr. Braddock.
    • Mrs. Singleman: Oh, you must be one of the porters.
    • Benjamin: No, actually, I'm not...
    • Mrs. Singleman: Yes, I'd like you to meet my sister, Miss DeWitte.
    • Miss DeWitte: How do you do?
    • Benjamin: How do you do, Miss DeWitte?
    • Mrs. Singleman: And that's my husband, Mr. Singleman.
    • [Mr. Singleman holds his hand out in greeting]
    • Benjamin: Don't talk about Elaine?
    • Mrs. Robinson: Don't you ever take that girl out! Do you understand me?
    • Benjamin: Look, I have no intention of taking her out.
    • Mrs. Robinson: Good.
    • Benjamin: I was just kidding around.
    • Mrs. Robinson: Good.
    • Benjamin: But why shouldn't I?
    • Mrs. Robinson: I have my reasons.
    • Benjamin: Well, let's hear them.
    • Mrs. Robinson: No.
    • Benjamin: Let's hear them, Mrs. Robinson, because I think I know what they are; I'm not good enough for her to associate with, am I? I'm not good enough to even talk about her, am I?
    • Mrs. Robinson: No.
    • Mrs. Robinson: Let's drop it.
    • Benjamin: We're not dropping it! I'm good enough for you, but I'm not good enough to associate with your daughter. That's it, isn't it! Isn't it?
    • [lengthy pause]
    • Mrs. Robinson: Yes.
    • Benjamin: You go to hell! You go straight to hell, Mrs. Robinson! Do you think I'm proud of myself? Do you think I'm proud of this?
    • Mrs. Robinson: I wouldn't know.
    • Benjamin: Well, I am not! No sir, I am not proud that I spend my time with a broken-down alcoholic!
    • Mrs. Robinson: I see.
    • Benjamin: And if you think I come here for any reason besides pure boredom, then you're all wrong; because Mrs. Robinson, this is the sickest, most perverted thing in the world that ever happened to me! And you do what you want, but I'm getting the hell out!
    • Mrs. Robinson: Are you?
    • Benjamin: Goddam right I am!
    • Benjamin: Well, why not?
    • Mrs. Robinson: Because I don't want you to.
    • Benjamin: Well, why don't you? I wish you'd tell me.
    • Mrs. Robinson: There's nothing to tell.
    • Benjamin: Well, why is she a big taboo subject all of a sudden? Well, I guess I'll have to ask her out on a date and find out what the big deal is.
    • [turns on the lamp]
    • Mrs. Robinson: Benjamin...
    • Benjamin: Ow!
    • [at the kitchen table]
    • Mr. Braddock: Elaine's back from school. It might be a nice gesture if you asked her out.
    • Benjamin: I do.
    • Mrs. Braddock: Then I will simply have to invite all of the Robinsons over on Thursday.
    • [Ben falls off his air mattress and splashes into the pool]
    • [in the swimming pool]
    • Benjamin: I suppose she's not good enough for you! Is that it?
    • Benjamin: Look, Elaine Robinson and I do not get along.
    • Mr. Braddock: How do you know? You haven't seen her since high school. I suppose your evenings - whatever you do with them - are just too valuable.
    • Benjamin: That has nothing to do with it.
    • Mr. Braddock: I guess I'll just have to tell Mr. Robinson that you're too busy every evening, doing God knows what.
    • Mrs. Braddock: Now, don't go on like this!
    • Mr. Braddock: I'm not.
    • Mrs. Braddock: If Benjamin absolutely refuses to take her out...
    • [Ben is shaving in his bathroom]
    • Mrs. Braddock: Oh, my.
    • Benjamin: No, I do, i want to tell you: I drive around.
    • Mrs. Braddock: What else?
    • Benjamin: Nothing else.
    • Mrs. Braddock: Well, you don't drive around from midnight til noon the next day, Benjamin?
    • Benjamin: Oh, no.
    • Mrs. Braddock: Well then, what do you do? Do you meet someone?
    • [Benjamin nicks his finger with the razor]
    • Benjamin: Meet someone?
    • Mrs. Braddock: Hm.
    • Benjamin: Why do you say that?
    • Mrs. Braddock: Well, this is your business. I won't play games with you.
    • Benjamin: Hi.
    • Benjamin: No wait, wait! I don't meet anyone, Mother, but why do you say that?
    • Mrs. Braddock: Benjamin, I don't want to pry into your affairs, but I would rather you didn't say anything at all than be dishonest. Good night.
    • [Mrs. Braddock leaves]
    • Benjamin: Well, wait! Wait a minute!
    • Mrs. Braddock: Hi, can I talk to you for a minute?
    • Benjamin: Sure.
    • Mrs. Braddock: Benji... darling, I'm, uh... going to ask you something, but you don't have to tell me if you don't want to.
    • Benjamin: What?
    • Mrs. Braddock: Well, I was going to ask you what you do when you go off at night.
    • Benjamin: When I go out?
    • Mrs. Braddock: You don't have to tell me, if you don't want to.
    • [gets into Benjamin's car]
    • Mrs. Robinson: Drive down the block.
    • [Ben stops the car]
    • Benjamin: I don't believe you.
    • [threateningly]
    • Mrs. Robinson: Then you better start believing me.
    • Benjamin: I just don't believe you would do that.
    • Mrs. Robinson: Try me.
    • [Ben gets out of the car]
    • Benjamin: Mrs. Robinson, Elaine and I have a date, we're going for a drive.
    • [angrily]
    • Mrs. Robinson: Do exactly as I say!
    • [Ben drives down the block]
    • Benjamin: Now, it seems to me...
    • Mrs. Robinson: Listen very carefully to me, Benjamin: You are not to see Elaine again, ever! Those are my orders, is that clear?
    • Benjamin: Mrs. Robinson, do you think...
    • Mrs. Robinson: I can make things quite unpleasant.
    • Benjamin: How?
    • Mrs. Robinson: In order to keep Elaine away from you, I'm prepared to tell her everything.
    • [runs into the Robinson's house, up the stairs to Elaine's bedroom]
    • Benjamin Braddock: Elaine! Elaine!
    • Benjamin Braddock: Elaine.
    • Elaine Robinson: What are you doing?
    • Benjamin Braddock: Elaine, I have to tell you something.
    • Elaine Robinson: What is it?
    • Benjamin Braddock: That woman...
    • Elaine Robinson: What?
    • Benjamin Braddock: That woman - that older woman that I told you about?
    • Elaine Robinson: You mean that one?
    • Benjamin Braddock: Yes, the married woman; that wasn't just some woman.
    • Elaine Robinson: What are you telling me? Benjamin, will you just tell me what this is all about?
    • Elaine Robinson: Benjamin?
    • [Elaine turns around, and sees her mother, Mrs. Robinson standing in the bedroom doorway; her expression turns to shock]
    • Elaine Robinson: Oh, no.
    • Benjamin Braddock: Elaine...
    • Elaine Robinson: Oh my God.
    • Benjamin Braddock: Please.
    • Elaine Robinson: Get out of here.
    • Benjamin Braddock: Don't cry.
    • [screams]
    • Elaine Robinson: Get out! Get out, out! Get out!
    • Mrs. Robinson: Goodbye, Benjamin.
    • Benjamin Braddock: I'm coming up!
    • Elaine Robinson: I'm not dressed yet!
    • [Ben barges through her bedroom door]
    • Elaine Robinson: Benjamin, I said I wasn't dressed.
    • Benjamin Braddock: You've got to go over the back fence, and I'll meet you in the courtyard.
    • Elaine Robinson: What's the matter?
    • Benjamin Braddock: Hurry, put your shoes on.
    • [hysterically]
    • Elaine Robinson: Benjamin, Benjamin!
    • Mrs. Singleman: Hello.
    • Benjamin: Oh, sorry.
    • Geoffrey: Fine, thank you.
    • Mrs. Singleman: That's Geoffrey, of course.
    • Mr. Singleman: I didn't get your name, sir.
    • Benjamin: Benjamin Braddock, sir, but I'm...
    • Mrs. Singleman: Braddock? Braddock?
    • Benjamin: Yes, but I'm afraid I'm...
    • Mrs. Singleman: Oh, no no no, I'll find your table in just a moment.
    • [Mrs. Singleman looks through the guest list]
    • Mrs. Singleman: Braddock, Braddock, Braddock, not Branham, we have a Branham.
    • Benjamin: Hello.
    • [laughs]
    • Benjamin: No, actually, I'm just looking for a friend.
    • Mrs. Singleman: Oh, but I don't understand.
    • Benjamin: I'm not with your party. I'm sorry.
    • Mr. Singleman: Hey, I don't get it.
    • Miss DeWitte: I've enjoyed meeting you, Mr. Braddock.
    • Mrs. Singleman: Oh, you must be one of the porters.
    • Benjamin: No, actually, I'm not...
    • Mrs. Singleman: Yes, I'd like you to meet my sister, Miss DeWitte.
    • Miss DeWitte: How do you do?
    • Benjamin: How do you do, Miss DeWitte?
    • Mrs. Singleman: And that's my husband, Mr. Singleman.
    • [Mr. Singleman holds his hand out to be shaked]
    • [Benjamin pulls up to the service station]
    • Benjamin: Can I use your phone?
    • Benjamin: Listen to me! I'm Dr. Smith's brother... Reverend Smith, and I'm supposed to perform the ceremony. I just got in from Portland, and I've forgotten what church, you see?
    • Dr. Smith's answering service (voice): Oh, well, I'm not sure, but you might try the First Presbyterian. Now that's on Allen Street.
    • Benjamin: Thank you.
    • [Ben hangs up, leaving the service station]
    • Benjamin: Allen Street, where is it?
    • Gas station attendant: Allen, uh... it's, uh... it's, uh... it's six blocks up and, uh... three over. Hey, you need any gas, Father?
    • [Ben drives away]
    • Gas station attendant: Yeah.
    • [Ben starts looking through the telephone directory; after finding the number, he dials it]
    • Dr. Smith's answering service (voice): 657-2036.
    • Benjamin: Hello? Who is this?
    • Dr. Smith's answering service (voice): This is Dr. Smith's answering service.
    • Benjamin: Is the doctor anywhere?
    • Dr. Smith's answering service (voice): I'm afraid the doctor can't be reached right now. If you'd like to leave...
    • Benjamin: I have to know where he is!
    • Dr. Smith's answering service (voice): Well, you see, the doctor is at his son's wedding, but I'm sure it's over by now. He should be checking in any moment.
    • Benjamin: I don't know. They must think I look like this guy Gladstone.
    • Miss DeWitte: Hello, Mr. Braniff!
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