Legendary actor, W.C. Fields, was born William Claude Dukenfield on Jan 29, 1880 in Darby, Pennsylvania. Fields died at the age of 66 on Dec 25, 1946 in Pasadena, CA and was laid to rest in Forest Lawn (Glendale) Cemetery in Glendale, CA.
HONORS and AWARDS:.
He was honored with two stars on the Hollywood Walk of Fame in the categories of Radio and Motion Pictures. In addition, Fields was immortalized on a US postal stamp in 1980. He appears on the cover of The Beatles' Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band album. Fields was never nominated for an Academy Award.
Cleopatra Pepperday: [after Baby Albert throws McGonigles watch into a bowl of molasses] Oh, Albert! Look what you've done to Mr. McGonigle's watch! Oh...
[the watch is shown sinking]
Cleopatra Pepperday: Oh, I'm so sorry... Oh, Mr. McGonigle!
The Great McGonigle: It's all right.
Cleopatra Pepperday: He has such an impulsive nature.
The Great McGonigle: Yeah, just like my own. Don't apo;ogize. It's all right. It's just a little child... it's just a little child.
Cleopatra Pepperday: Oh, he does the cutest things!
The Great McGonigle: That he does!
Cleopatra Pepperday: You should see him when no one's around.
The Great McGonigle: Oh, I'd like to catch him sometime when...
The Great McGonigle: Uh, SEE him sometime when no one's around.
Cleopatra Pepperday: Oh, Albert, why did you do that?
The Great McGonigle: [Mumbling to himself] Bet the minute hand won't be a bit of use after this!
Cleopatra Pepperday: Mr. McGonigle, I hope he hasn't hurt your watch.
The Great McGonigle: [Sarcastically] Oh, no, how could you hurt a watch by dipping it in molasses?
Cleopatra Pepperday: Oh, he's never done that before.
The Great McGonigle: Well, I hope he doesn't do it again - not with this watch.
Egbert Sousé: The jockey was a very insulting fellow. He referred to my proboscis as an adscititious excrescence. I had to tweak his nose.
Egbert Sousé: Ten cents a share. Telephone sold for five cents a share. How would you like something better for ten cents a share? If five gets ya ten, ten'll get ya twenty. A beautiful home in the country, upstairs and down. Beer flowing through the estate over your grandmother's paisley shawl.
Og Oggilby: Beer?
Egbert Sousé: Beer! Fishing in the stream that runs under the aboreal dell. A man comes up from the bar, dumps $3,500 in your lap for every nickel invested. Says to you, "Sign here on the dotted line." And then disappears in the waving fields of alfalfa.
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