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...down a big footprint," he sneers at his no-'count son (Anthony Franciosa). "Ah said. 'Heah. Step in. Fill it.' But you nevah did ... Go fishin', boy." And at his daughter he roars, "Wheah's mah crop? Whut follahs me?" When her elegant young man dawdles on the way to the altar, Welles tries to hog-tie her up with Ben Quick. "Ah am no tremblin' little rabbit full of smolderin' unsatisfah'd desires," screams Actress Woodward when Quick puts up his proposition. "[Sex] is not enough . . . not nearly enough!" But Quick...
...came to your house to spend a day or tew . . . From the phonograph at a dime store record counter another voice in another version lilted with a bouncy, corn pone accompaniment: If He came unexpected, I wonder whut...
...Naow," he breathes, "I wanna see the maan whut uses it." The man that uses it turns out to be a woman, Jeanne Grain, and all this, no kidding, is the beginning of a beautiful romance. More's the pity, too, because, except for this monumental piece of what might be called "in-house humor," Man Without a Star has a roll-muh-own greasiness and good warm-leather reek about it that is rare in Hollywood westerns. The rootin', tootin' (with Claire Trevor as the whirly-girly) and shootin' are unusually low-falutin. There...
...Without a Star (Universal). "Did yew say INSAHD the haouse?" Kirk Douglas, a new hand on the Triangle spread, is plumb dumfounded. "Wah," he gasps, "it hain't har'ly deesint." A little later he says to his pard he says, "Did yew heah whut thet maan said? INSAHD the haouse!" As they ride out to the ranch. Cowboy Douglas keeps shaking his head, he's that amazed. As soon as they get there, he wants to know, "Whin we gonna see it?" "After lunch," growls Jay C. Flippen, the foreman. After lunch, Douglas busts right...
...Towne wired back "NO." "I ain't aiming to sell hit fer less'n hit's wuth," he said. "But," said the banker, "all it's worth is what the market says it is." "The market is them New York fellers," said Old Man Towne. "Whut do they know about whut cotton's wuth? They ain't never growed none...