Play It Again, Sam (1972 film)
1972 film by Herbert Ross
Play It Again, Sam is a 1972 film about a man obsessed with the film Casablanca and the character of Rick Blaine.
- Directed by Herbert Ross. Written by Woody Allen, based on his play of the same name.
It's still the same old story, a fight for love and glory.
Allan Felix
edit- [voiceover, after watching Casablanca] Who am I kidding? I'm not like that. I never was, I never will be. . . . That's strictly the movies.
- I wonder if she actually had that orgasm in the two years we were married, or did she fake it that night?
- [to Dick and Linda Christie] I'm going home. I think today I'm gonna brush all my teeth!
- [in a dream sequence to Dream Sharon] Sorry I had to slap you around, but you got hysterical when I said, "No more."
- [to Linda Christie] I had to go to Washington once when I was married, and though I was the one leaving, I got sick, and when I returned, my wife threw up.
- No, my parents never got divorced, although I begged them to.
- I'll get broads up here like you wouldn't believe: swingers, freaks, nymphomaniacs, dental hygienists.
- I love the rain - it washes memories off the sidewalk of life.
- [to Linda Christie] Look. Last night you felt like a woman, and I felt like a man . . . And that's the kind of thing those people do.
Dick Christie
edit- [to Allan Felix and Diane Christie] The two of you should get married and move into a hospital.
- Somewheres in life you got turned around. It's her job to smell good for you.
- I never saw a dame yet that didn't understand a good slap in the mouth or a slug from a .45.
Dialogue
edit- Nancy: My lawyer will call your lawyer.
- Allan: I don't have a lawyer. Have him call my doctor.
- Dick: [on the phone] I'll be at 362-9296 for a while, then I'll be at 648-0024 for about 15 minutes, then I'll be at 752-0420, and then I'll be home, at 621-4598. Yeah, right George, bye-bye.
- Linda: There's a phone booth on the corner. You want me to run downstairs and get the number? You'll be passing it.
- Allan: You want a Fresca with a Darvon?
- Linda: Unless you have some apple juice.
- Allan: Apple juice and Darvon is fantastic together!
- Linda: Have you ever had Librium and tomato juice?
- Allan: No, I haven't personally, but another neurotic tells me they're unbelievable.
- Dick: Could I get a coke with nothing in it?
- Dick: [to Linda Christie, about Allan Felix] He was always very fussy.
- Allan: [to Linda and Dick Christie] Yes, but look at the results.
- Dick: [to Allan Felix] Yes, you never went out.
- Allan: That's quite a lovely Jackson Pollock, isn't it?
- Museum girl: Yes, it is.
- Allan: What does it say to you?
- Museum girl: It restates the negativeness of the universe. The hideous lonely emptiness of existence. Nothingness. The predicament of man forced to live in a barren, godless eternity like a tiny flame flickering in an immense void with nothing but waste, horror, and degradation, forming a useless, bleak straitjacket in a black, absurd cosmos.
- Allan: What are you doing Saturday night?
- Museum girl: Committing suicide.
- Allan: What about Friday night?
- Nancy: [as a fantasy appearance] Allan, what do you expect? Didn't I always say you were not the romantic type?
- Allan: Whatsa matter with me, Nancy?
- Nancy: You're a dreamer. You're awkward. You're clumsy. They can see how desperate you are. You know this. You said it yourself.
- Allan: Look, don't go by that girl tonight. She was nothing. I was toying with her.
- Nancy: Oh, face it, Allan. You may be very sweet, but you're not sexy.
- Allan: Oh, don't be so sure. You never said that when we were married.
- Nancy: I was thinking it.
- [Linda walks into a projection room where she finds Allan fixing a projector.]
- Linda: Allan? Are you busy?
- Allan: [stops working] What're you doing here?
- Linda: [sighs] I don't feel so hot.
- Allan: Whatsa matter?
- Linda: What do you have for an anxiety attack? I need a tranquilizer.
- Allan: I got everything. I'm a drug store. [starts going through his pockets] What's wrong?
- Linda: I have this throbbing in the pit of my stomach.
- Allan: Yeah, well how do you know it's anxiety? How do you know it's not fear?
- Linda: Oh, my stomach feels jumpy.
- Allan: Yeah, you find it hard to breathe?
- Linda: Yeah, a little. I feel frightened, and I don't know what over.
- Allan: Yeah, I get that.
- Linda: What is it, fear or anxiety?
- Allan: Homosexual panic. [hands her some pills]
- Nancy: Don't listen to him!
- Bogart: Don't listen to her.
- Allan: Fellas, we're in a supermarket.
- Allan: I can't do it. How does it look? I invite her over and then come on like a sex degenerate. What am I, a rapist?
- Bogart: You're getting carried away. You think too much. Just do it.
- Allan: We're platonic friends. I can't spoil that by coming on. She'll slap my face.
- Bogart: Oh, I've had my face slapped plenty of times.
- Allan: Yeah, but your glasses don't go flying across the room.
- Allan: I have met a lot of dames, but you are really something special.
- Linda: Really?
- Allan: [to Bogart] She bought it!
- Allan: If that plane leaves the ground, and you're not on it, you'll regret it, maybe not today maybe not tomorrow, but soon, and for the rest of your life.
- Linda: That's beautiful!
- Allan: It's from Casablanca. I've waited my whole life to say it.
- Bogart: That was great. You've, uh, you've really developed yourself a little style.
- Allan: Yeah, I do have a certain amount of style, don't I?
- Bogart: Well, I guess you won't be needing me any more. There's nothing I can tell you now that you don't already know.
- Allan: I guess that's so. I guess the secret's not being you, it's being me. True, you're—you're not too tall and kind of ugly, but - what the hell, I'm short enough and ugly enough to succeed on my own.
- Bogart: Hmmph. Here's looking at you, kid.
- Dick Christie: Who were those guys?
- Allan Felix: Oh, they said they were hairdressers, hard to believe though.
- Linda: Would you like us to call a doctor?
- Allan: No, no, I could use a three foot band-aid.
- Allan: This is a beautiful beach house.
- Linda: Thank you.
- Allan: Yeah, let's burn it down for the insurance money.
- Allan: Here, I got you a present because it's your birthday.
- Linda: How'd you know?
- Allan: Well, you mentioned the date, and I remembered because it's the same day my mother had her hysterectomy.
- Dick: Allan, the world is full of eligible women.
- Allan: Yeah, but not like Nancy. She was a lovely thing. I used to lay in bed at night and watch her sleep. Once in a while, she would wake up and catch me. She would let out a scream.
- Dick: Allan, you have invested your emotions in a losing stock, it was wiped out, it dropped off the board. Now what do you do Allan? You reinvest. Maybe in a more stable stock. Something with long term growth possibilities.
- Allan: Who are you going to fix me up with, General Motors?
- Linda: Maybe if you just leaned across the candlelight and kissed her.
- Allan: I tried. She used to say, "Christ, not here, everybody's staring."
- Dick: You know any other girls?
- Linda: I don't know if any of my friends are his type. I mean, most of the girls I know are fairly normal.
- Linda: I feel some sort of a mystical attraction for Van Gogh. Why is that?
- Allan: I don't know. I just know he was a great painter, and he cut off an ear for a girl that he loved.
- Linda: That's the kind of thing you would do for a girl.
- Allan: I'd really have to like her a lot.
- Dick: What? You got into a fight?
- Allan: Yep.
- Dick: With who?
- Allan: Some guys were getting tough with Julie. I had to teach them a lesson.
- Dick: Are you all right?
- Allan: Yeah, I'm fine. I snapped my chin down onto some guy's fist and hit another one in the knee with my nose.
- Allan: You were fantastic last night in bed.
- Linda: Oh, thanks.
- Allan: How do you feel now?
- Linda: I think the Pepto Bismol helped.
- Bogart: Now move closer to her.
- Allan: How close?
- Bogart: The length of your lips.
- Allan: That's very close.
- Allan: [preparing room for guests] Got just the thing, my hundred yard dash medal.
- Linda: Oh you're joking. You're not going to leave out a track medal.
- Allan: Why not? I paid 20 dollars for it.
- Allan: Maybe you move in with me for a while. As long as we handle this in a mature way. As long as I'm mature about it, you're mature about it. Both of us are mature, we can achieve a certain maturation, that guarantees maturiosity.
- Linda: You're mature, Allen, and very wise.
- Allan: The key to wiseness is maturiositude.
Cast
edit- Woody Allen - Allan Felix
- Diane Keaton - Linda Christie
- Tony Roberts - Dick Christie
- Susan Anspach - Nancy
- Jerry Lacy - Humphrey Bogart
- Jennifer Salt - Sharon
- Joy Bang - Julie
- Viva - Jennifer
- Suzanne Zenor as Disco girl
- Diana Davila as Museum girl
- Humphrey Bogart and Ingrid Bergman appear in scenes from Casablanca as Richard "Rick" Blaine and Ilsa Lund, respectively.