Jeff:
[shivering as cold alcohol is poured on his back before a rubdown] Say, don't you ever heat that stuff up?
Stella: Aw, it gives your system something to fight against.
--Thelma Ritter (as Stella) in Rear Window
Stella: Aw, it gives your system something to fight against.
--Thelma Ritter (as Stella) in Rear Window
Jeff:
I just can't figure it. He went out several times last night in the rain carrying his sample case.
Stella: Well, he's a salesman, isn't he?
Jeff: Well, what would he be selling at three o'clock in the morning?
Stella: Flashlights. Luminous dials for watches. House numbers that light up.
--Thelma Ritter (as Stella) in Rear Window
Stella: Well, he's a salesman, isn't he?
Jeff: Well, what would he be selling at three o'clock in the morning?
Stella: Flashlights. Luminous dials for watches. House numbers that light up.
--Thelma Ritter (as Stella) in Rear Window
Jeff:
She sure is the "eat, drink and be merry" girl.
Stella: Yeah, she'll wind up fat, alcoholic and miserable.
--Thelma Ritter (as Stella) in Rear Window
Stella: Yeah, she'll wind up fat, alcoholic and miserable.
--Thelma Ritter (as Stella) in Rear Window
Jeff:
She wants me to marry her.
Stella: That's normal.
Jeff: I don't want to.
Stella: That's abnormal.
--Thelma Ritter (as Stella) in Rear Window
Stella: That's normal.
Jeff: I don't want to.
Stella: That's abnormal.
--Thelma Ritter (as Stella) in Rear Window
Jeff:
She's too perfect, she's too talented, she's too beautiful, she's too sophisticated, she's too everything but what I want.
Stella: Is, um, what you want something you can discuss?
--Thelma Ritter (as Stella) in Rear Window
Stella: Is, um, what you want something you can discuss?
--Thelma Ritter (as Stella) in Rear Window
Jeff:
Those two yellow zinnias at the end, they're shorter now. Now since when do flowers grow shorter over the course of two weeks? Something's buried there.
Lisa: Mrs. Thorwald!
Stella: You haven't spent much time around cemeteries, have you? It's impossible that Mr. Thorwald could bury his wife in a hole the size of one square foot. Unless he put her in standing on end, in which case he wouldn't need the knives and saw.
--Thelma Ritter (as Stella) in Rear Window
Lisa: Mrs. Thorwald!
Stella: You haven't spent much time around cemeteries, have you? It's impossible that Mr. Thorwald could bury his wife in a hole the size of one square foot. Unless he put her in standing on end, in which case he wouldn't need the knives and saw.
--Thelma Ritter (as Stella) in Rear Window
Jeff:
Would you fix me a sandwich, please?
Stella: Yes, I will. And I'll spread a little common sense on the bread.
--Thelma Ritter (as Stella) in Rear Window
Stella: Yes, I will. And I'll spread a little common sense on the bread.
--Thelma Ritter (as Stella) in Rear Window
Alma:
If there's anything worse than a woman living alone, it's a woman saying she likes it.
--Thelma Ritter (as Alma) in Pillow Talk
--Thelma Ritter (as Alma) in Pillow Talk
Stella:
How much do we need to bail Lisa from jail?
Jeff: Well, this is first offense burglary, that's about $250. I have $127.
Stella: Lisa's handbag. Uh... 50 cents. I got $20 or so in my purse.
Jeff: And what about the rest?
Stella: When those cops at the station see Lisa, they'll even contribute.
--Thelma Ritter (as Stella) in Rear Window
Jeff: Well, this is first offense burglary, that's about $250. I have $127.
Stella: Lisa's handbag. Uh... 50 cents. I got $20 or so in my purse.
Jeff: And what about the rest?
Stella: When those cops at the station see Lisa, they'll even contribute.
--Thelma Ritter (as Stella) in Rear Window
Stella:
The New York State sentence for a Peeping Tom is six months in the workhouse.
Jeff: Oh, hello, Stella.
Stella: And they got no windows in the workhouse.
--Thelma Ritter (as Stella) in Rear Window
Jeff: Oh, hello, Stella.
Stella: And they got no windows in the workhouse.
--Thelma Ritter (as Stella) in Rear Window