Hot Pepper

Titolo originale: Hot Pepper
Regia: John G. Blystone |
Anno: 1933
Origine: United States of America |
Generi: Commedia
Tag: slapstick comedy | pre-code |
Cast: Edmund Lowe | Lupe Vélez | Victor McLaglen | El Brendel | Lilian Bond | Boothe Howard | Gloria Roy | André Cheron | Tom Dugan |

Frasi

Harry Quirt: Did you say you were buyin' this? Ji [...] D
Jim Flagg: Why, you dirty porch-climber! D
Harry Quirt: Arsenic to you! D
Harry Quirt: Now, don't let me down on this, will [...] D
Harry Quirt: Well, did you dig up some nice place [...] D
Hortense: [slaps Quirt] I thought you told me that [...] D
Jim Flagg: Remember Olga in Russia? Harry Quirt: [...] D
Jim Flagg: When I see Quirt again, I'm gonna put a [...] D
Jim Flagg: You dirty, double-crossing grafter! D
Pepper: I tell you what I want. South America for [...] D
Harry Quirt: Well, well, well, big business, huh? [...] D
Harry Quirt: Hey, you want take a little ride with [...] D
Pepper: [singing] Why can't an electrician, fix up [...] D
Jim Flagg: You're goin' back to South America. Pe [...] D
Jim Flagg: Up to your old tricks again, eh? Harry [...] D
Jim Flagg: Why, you dirty cellar smeller! D
Harry Quirt: There's one girl you didn't muscle in [...] D
Harry Quirt: Go on, take a peek back there. See if [...] D
Harry Quirt: He still don't know where the Declara [...] D
Pepper: [singing] My doorbell won't tinkle, Everyb [...] D
Trigger Thorne: I crave moisture. How about a drin [...] D
Olsen: I got that from saying "no" to fellows like [...] D
Jim Flagg: You've met the girls. Hortense: Why, y [...] D
Jim Flagg: How about five grand? Harry Quirt: I c [...] D
Lily: Where's Flagg? Harry Quirt: He's at half ma [...] D
Trigger Thorne: Too bad, Quirt. Here's five bucks. [...] D
Harry Quirt: Ah, nuts! Jim Flagg: Ah, phooey! D
Harry Quirt: You aren't angry, are you baby? Hort [...] D
Harry Quirt: Flagg, if you want to go into big bus [...] D
Opening Title Card: Remember Quirt and Flagg? If n [...] D
Hortense: Oh, this is awful. I was never so humili [...] D
Harry Quirt: That was a fast one I pulled on the c [...] D
Jim Flagg: Now, you stay right here, see. Pepper: [...] D
Jim Flagg: Why, he's a cheap, tin-horn drifter! D
Harry Quirt: Get in the back of the car, Hot Stuff [...] D
Jim Flagg: Hey, where do you think you are? In a T [...] D
Olsen: Your boyfriends kind of free with his hands [...] D
Jim Flagg: I saw her first! Harry Quirt: Yeah? We [...] D
Pepper: If you do this for me, I will love you, un [...] D
Pepper: You like the way I shake - eh - my shoulde [...] D
Pepper: [nude under the covers] Oh! How did you ge [...] D
Pepper: Gee, your heart is beating so fast! It sou [...] D
Jim Flagg: Excuse the horse laugh. But, he's a pho [...] D
Jim Flagg: Where did you learn to speak Chinese? [...] D
Pepper: [waving a knife in the air] Do you want to [...] D
Trigger Thorne: [on the phone] Hello there, baby. [...] D
Jim Flagg: Listen, you ought to be kicked by a jac [...] D
Jim Flagg: How did you get in here? Olsen: How do [...] D
Jim Flagg: You're the first comedian that ever mad [...] D
Harry Quirt: Lay low, Hot Stuff, lay low. D
Jim Flagg: I came back to get my little Hot Tamale [...] D
Jim Flagg: Girls, eat till you choke. This is on t [...] D
Harry Quirt: Roll out these men and present arms. [...] D
Jim Flagg: What's going on here? Pepper: Let go o [...] D
Jim Flagg: There's your money! You dodgy, double-c [...] D
Pepper: [singing] What did you do to the ding dong [...] D
Pepper: Who is it and what do you want? Harry Qui [...] D
Jim Flagg: Wait a minute, wait a minute. I'll toss [...] D
Harry Quirt: All right, Hot Stuff, you're Papa's r [...] D
Hortense: Don't be silly. This chump couldn't find [...] D
Pepper: What's the matter? Jim Flagg: I'll tell y [...] D