The Legend of Lylah Clare

Molly Luther:
Free food, free drinks, free press.

Molly Luther:
She's tame enough now, Lewis, but will she turn into a slut like the last one?

Lylah Clare:
Do you really believe that you have a licence to ask any dirty question that slimes into that snake's nest between your ears? And nobody challenges you. Why? Because they are gentleman?

[gutteral laugh]

Lylah Clare:
I'll tell you why.

[gesture with Molly Luther's snatched crutch]

Lylah Clare:
Molly Luther's magic wand. It keeps keeps her safe from

[two thumps against Molly Luther's leg brace]

Lylah Clare:
...dragons!

Lewis Zarken:
Don't forget the Tibetan yak.

Barney Sheean:
"Films"? "Films"? What the hell ever happened to movies? What do you think you're in, the art business?

Barney Sheean:
I make movies, not films!

Lylah Clare:
Just tell 'em Lylah's coming, soon as she gets her harness on...

Lylah Clare:
[to Barney Sheean] Squat and wait!

Lewis Zarken:
[Talking about choosing a stage name for Elsa] Elsa Brinkmann. "John Foster Brinksmanship." It's horrible. We'll have to change your name.

Lylah Clare:
Thank you, but I'm happy with the name I have.

Lewis Zarken:
Well, I'm not! And neither will the public be! Anyway, what's in a name? Why are you so sensitive? If it's any consolation to you, I rejoiced in the name of "Flack." Louie Flack, F-L-A-C-K, Flack. How does *that* grab you? Then one day I saw this magician: "Zarkan the Magnificent." He was a terrible act. I think he finished up cutting his throat in a Hungarian boarding house. Anyway, I lifted his name. Sounds a bit like a Transylvanian pox doctor, but it serves to impress the natives. We'll do the same for you.

Lewis Zarken:
[Upon nearing a large greenhouse, while giving Elsa a walking tour of his estate] You might say that that greenhouse is something of a memorial to her. We had a Japanese gardener that used to look after it. Nice little fellow - quiet as a cherry blossom. Worked out here the best part of ten years, then suddenly one day we were at war. And the Government - who know a dangerous man when they see one - gave him a few hours to pack up before they shipped him off to some god-forsaken concentration camp in the middle of a desert. Lylah was so upset, she came down here to say good-bye to him. You can take my word for it, that gardener had the most *unexpected* going away present he ever had in his life.

Lewis Zarken:
[pauses, noticing that Elsa looks somewhat taken aback] Don't look so shocked... She wasn't married at the time.

Lewis Zarken:
I've never seen a woman yet who didn't have a whore locked up somewhere deep inside her.