White Cargo (1942)
Frank Morgan: The Doctor
The Doctor : [applies alcohol to the native's foot] Kind of stings, hey? You can imagine what it does to the lining of your stomach!
[takes another drink]
Mr. Langford : [after the going away party for Wilbur Ashley] Say, do you fellas drink this much every night?
The Doctor : Unfortunately, no.
The Reverend Dr. Roberts : Far too much alcohol is consumed by the men of this coast. Even you, doctor, must admit that.
The Doctor : Well, it's more healthful to be sober, although perhaps not *quite* so pleasant.
Mr. Langford : [Witzel has just sentenced a native man to one year in prison for stealing a rifle] You mean they're going to imprison him a whole year, for practically nothing?
The Reverend Dr. Roberts : The Resident has the power of life or death.
Mr. Langford : But... but, just for taking a rifle?
The Doctor : Yes, but didn't you understand? He shot it off... and, at Witzel!
The Doctor : I've told you, Witzel, a few months in a temperate climate...
Mr. Harry Witzel : Oh, drop that bedside manner. You aren't talking to Ashley, you're talking to me.
The Doctor : Well, at least I'm glad he's going home.
Mr. Harry Witzel : Yeah, of course, you're glad. It doesn't mean a blasted thing to you that I've got to break in a new jellyfish that they're sending out from the home office. And I know just the type he'll be. Come out here with a whole supply of stiff linen collars and ask me a million asinine questions an hour. "I say, how's the hunting?" "Are the natives friendly?" Then he'll get homesick and go back home and write a book about when you're driving in your motor do you ever stop to ponder where we get the rubber for your tires. I can't stomach any more of them.
Skipper of the Congo Queen : Who do you think we see last trip back in Sierra Leone?
Ted - First Mate of the Congo Queen : You know, that short, little Cleopatra.
Wilbur Ashley : Tondelayo.
The Doctor : Tondelayo.
Mr. Harry Witzel : Tondelayo.
Mr. Langford : Well, ha-ha-ha, who is this Tondelayo?
Ted - First Mate of the Congo Queen : Oh, quite an eyeful if you should ask me.
Skipper of the Congo Queen : Up to her tricks again at the convent. You should see the traders, what got religion just to get around there to take a squint at that half-bred.
The Reverend Dr. Roberts : Its the hardest fight we have. As soon as we teach a few women to cook and sew and speak a few dozen words of our language, some white tries to turn her into his own advantage.
Skipper of the Congo Queen : Why shouldn't he?
The Reverend Dr. Roberts : Because the end is always in the beginning. Its always the whites that become the more degraded.
The Doctor : Is it true what Witzel said, about Tondelayo being back?
Mr. Langford : How should I know.
The Doctor : Of course, you do know just who and what she is?
Mr. Langford : Yes, yes, yes.
The Doctor : She knows how to purr her way into your mind and scratch her way out. Always taking and never giving.
Mr. Langford : She's the nearest thing to a civilized woman I've seen in five impossible months.