All About Eve Quotes

Margo: Margo Channing is ageless - spoken like a press agent.
Lloyd Richards: I know what I'm talking about. After all, they're my plays.
Margo: Spoken like an author. Lloyd, I'm not twenty-ish, I'm not thirty-ish. Three months ago I was forty years old. Forty. Four O. That slipped out. I hadn't quite made up my mind to admit it. Now

I suddenly feel as if I've taken all my clothes off.

Margo: I distinctly remember, Addison, crossing you off of my guest list. What are you doing here?
Addison DeWitt: Dear Margo, you were an unforgettable Peter Pan. You must play it again, soon. You remember Miss Casswell.
Margo: I do not. How do you do?
Miss Casswell: We've never met. Maybe that's why?

Addison DeWitt: Miss Casswell is an actress, a graduate of the Copacabana school of the dramatic arts.
[Eve enters]
Addison DeWitt: Ah, Eve.
Eve: Good evening, Mr. DeWitt.
Margo: I'd no idea you two knew each other.
Addison DeWitt: This must be at long last our formal

introduction. Until now, we've only met in passing.
Miss Casswell: That's how you met me... in passing.
Margo: Eve, this is an old friend of Mr. DeWitt's mother. Miss Casswell, Miss Harrington.
Eve: Miss Casswell.
Miss Casswell: How do you do?
Margo: Addison, I've been waiting

for you to meet Eve for the longest time.
Addison DeWitt: It could only have been your natural timidity that kept you from mentioning it.
Margo: You've heard of her great interest in the theater.
Addison DeWitt: We have that in common.
Margo: Then you two must have a long talk.

Eve: I'm afraid Mr. DeWitt would find me boring before too long.
Miss Casswell: You won't bore him, honey. You won't even get a chance to talk.
Addison DeWitt: Claudia, come here.
[takes her aside]
Addison DeWitt: You see that man, that's Max Fabian, the producer. Now, go do yourself some good.

Miss Casswell: Why do they always look like unhappy rabbits?
Addison DeWitt: Because that's what they are.
[taking her coat]
Addison DeWitt: Now, go and make him happy.
[goes back to Margo and drapes the coat over her arm]
Addison DeWitt: Now, don't worry about your little charge, she'll be in

safe hands.
[walks off with Eve]
Margo: [watches them go, then lifts her martini] Ah-men.

Bill Sampson: [to Eve] "Don't let it worry you", said the camera man, "Even DeMille couldn't see anything looking through the wrong end!" So that was the first and last...
Margo: [entering] Don't let me kill the point. Or isn't it a story for grownups?
Bill Sampson: You've heard it - about the time I looked into the wrong end of the

camera finder.
Margo: Remind me to tell you about the time I looked into the heart of an artichoke.
Eve: I'd like to hear it.
Margo: Some snowy night, in front of the fire.