That's it, baby, when you've got it, flaunt it, flaunt it!
The Producers (1968) · 84 quotes
Most-quoted character in The Producers (1968): in 47 of its 84 quotes
Most scenes with: Leo Bloom (16), Franz Liebkind (2), Roger De Bris (2)
This pin used to hold a pearl the size of your eye. Look at me now, LOOK AT ME NOW! I'm wearing a cardboard belt!
More lines from Max Bialystock
21 quotes"Gregor Samsa awoke one morning to discover that he had been transformed into a giant cockroach." Nah, it's too good.
Shut up, I'm having a rhetorical conversation.
Max Bialystock is launching himself into little old lady land.
Thank you, I knew I could con you.
That's exactly why we want to produce this play. To show the world the true Hitler, the Hitler you loved, the Hitler you knew, the Hitler with a song in his heart.
You're an accountant! You're in a noble profession! The word "count" is part of your title!
You have exactly ten seconds to change that look of disgusting pity into one of enormous respect!
I'm condemned by a society that demands success when all I can offer is failure!
Bloom, I'm drowning. Other men sail through life, Bialystock has struck a reef. Bloom, I'm going under. I'm condemned by a society that demands success when all I can offer is failure. Bloom, I'm reaching out to you. Don't send me to prison... HEEELLP!
Oooooooh, I WANT THAT MONEY!
How could this happen? I was so careful. I picked the wrong play, the wrong director, the wrong cast. Where did I go right?
I used to have thousands of investors wanting to put their money in a Max Bialystock production! These are my investors now! [shows pictures of little old women] Little old women who want one last thrill of life of their way to the cemetery.
Leo, he who hesitates is poor!
Money is honey! Money is honey!
"Congratulations! Hitler will run forever."
Well you know what they say, 'smile and the world smiles with you.' [Aside] This man should be in a straight-jacket.
Sing it out, men! Higher, you animals, higher! We open in Leavenworth Saturday night!
How humiliating. Max Bialystock. Max Bialystock. You know who I used to be? Max Bialystock! King of Broadway! Six shows running at once! Lunch at Delmonico's. $200 suits. You see this? This once held a pearl as big as your eye! Look at me now. LOOK AT ME NOW! I'm wearing a cardboard belt! I used to have thousands of investors begging, pleading to put their money in a Max Bialystock production. Look at my investors now. [He opens a cabinet with pictures of wealthy, elderly women] Voila! Hundreds of little old ladies stopping off at Max Bialystock's office to grab a last thrill on the way to the cemetery! [To Leo] You have exactly 10 seconds to change that look of disgusting pity into one of enormous respect. One, two... Do the books. Do the books...Window's so filthy, can't tell whether it's day or night out there.
Next time I produce a play, no author.
You lousy fruit! You RUINED ME!!
Scenes with Max Bialystock
25 scenes'He who signs the lease must pay rent.That's the law.
Murderer! Thief! How dare you take the last penny out of a poor man's pocket?
I have to. I'm a landlord.
Oh, Lord, hear my plea. Destroy him; he maketh a blight on the land!
Don't listen to him; he's crazy.
Let's assume, just for the moment, that you are a dishonest man.
Assume away.
Here's to failure
...To failure
Why, thank you! You're very kind!
Eternally grateful... A TOAST!
A TOAST!
A TOAST... to what?
To... to toast, I love toast.
To toast.
To toast.
Actors are not animals! They're human beings!
They are? Have you ever eaten with one?
It's practically a love letter to Hitler!
This won't run a week.
A week?! Are you nuts? This play's gotta close on Page 4.
Who d'ya want?
I beg your pardon?
Who d'ya want? Nobody gets in the building unless I know who they want. I'm the "consy-urge". My husband used to be the "consy-urge", but he's dead. Now I'M the "consy-urge".
We are seeking Franz Liebkind.
Oh... the Kraut! He's on the top floor, apartment 23.
Thank you...
...But you won't find him there... he's up on the roof with his boids. He keeps boids. Dirty... disgusting... filthy... lice-ridden boids. You used to be able to sit out on the stoop like a person. Not anymore! No, sir! Boids!... You get my drift?
We... uh... get your "drift". Thank you, madam.
I'm not a "madam"! I'm a "consy-urge"!
Ah, Bialystock and Bloom, I presume! Heh heh, forgive the pun!
Shut up, he thinks he's witty.
Roger, did you have a chance to read "Springtime for Hitler?"
Remarkable, remarkable! A stunning piece of work.
No kidding.
Did you know, I never knew that the Third Reich meant Germany. I mean it's just drenched with historical goodies like that... Oh dear, you're staring at my dress. I should explain. We are going to the choreographer's ball tonight and there's a prize for the best costume.
And we always win!
I don't know about tonight. I'm supposed to be the Grand Duchess Anastasia, but I think I look more like Tugboat Annie. What do you think, Mr. Bloom?
Where do you keep your wallet?
Goddag på dig!
Uh, I beg your pardon?
Goddag på dig!
Ah, gut da! Max, have you gone mad? A receptionist who can't speak English? What will people say?
They'll say, "A wuma wa wa wa wa!"
Love, love power.
I'm talking 'bout love power
The power of a little flower.
You don't think 'bout no little flowers,
Oh no, all you think about is guns.
If everybody in the world today had a flower instead of a gun,
There would be no wars. There would be one big smell-in.
Just the flowers. Hey, man, a flower.
A flower. What you do to my flower, man?
You hurt it, like everything else.
Everything else. Flowers.
That's our Hitler!
Hold me! Touch me!
Not in the hall!
Oh my God!
You mean "oops", don't you? Just say "oops" and get out!
Ahahahahahahahaha...
Not "ahahahahahahah!" Oops!
Oops! [slams the door]
Oh, hold me! Touch me!
Thursday! Thursday!
And after that, we'll play, "The Abduction and the Cruel Rape of Lucretia", and I'll be Lucretia.
And I'll be Rape!
I heard the Count fired you this morning - watch the road, watch the road.
Oh, Countess, I can't take my eyes off you! How can I drive when you drive me mad? Mad! [continues making car noises]
Oh, Rudolpho, you dirty pig! Pull over.
I know who did zis! It vas that LSD!
Go, Franz! Buy bullets!
Kill the actors!
Kill the actors? I can't kill the actors. I must destroy the actors.
Ulla! Go get car!
Ja, ja! We go to motel?
No. I go with Mr. Bloom.
You and Mr. Bloom go to motel?
No! No Motel! Get Car! Get Car!
Get car!
Mr. Bialystock, I cannot FUNCTION under these conditions! [pulls out his blue blanket and hugs it] You're making me extremely nervous.
What is that, a handkerchief?
What? [hides his blue blanket behind his back] Nothing, it's nothing.
If it's nothing, why can't I see it? [grabs Leo's blue blanket out of his hand]
Sshhh! Here, here, here! Don't panic! Don't panic. [hands Leo's blue blanket back to him. Leo calms down]
I'm sorry. I don't like people touching my blue blanket. It's not important, it's a minor compulsion. I can deal with it if I want to. It's just that I've had it ever since I was a baby, and I find it very comforting. [kisses his blue blanket and puts it back in his pocket]
...So, in order for this scheme to work, we'd have to find a surefire flop!
Why, your scheme, you bloody little genius!
I meant no scheme. I merely posed an academic accounting theory. It was just a thought.
Bloom, worlds are turned on such thoughts.
...You say you've found a flop?
Oh, no. Calling THIS a flop would be an INSULT to flops. We've found a disaster, an apocalypse, a catastrophe, an outrage, a career-buster, a guaranteed-to-close-before-it-opens beauty! Read it and weep; it's practically a love letter to Nazi Germany!
Wow...This won't run an hour!
An hour!? That's being generous. This play promises to close on Page 4! Don't you, play? [comical voice] "Yes, Mr. Bialystock; I promise to close on Page 4."
Just think! Yesterday I was a meaningless little accountant...and today, I am the producer of a Broadway flop!
To failure!
Oh, thank you. That's very kind of you.
FAT!!!!!!!! FAT!!!! FAT!! [punches Max in the stomach, knocking him to the floor, making him groan in agony] FAT!!! FAT!!!!! YOU FATTY!! [launches himself onto Max, attacking him] Just gimme those books, you fat walrus!
Never!
Give 'em, quick! Grr-rrr! YOU FAT FATTY! GIMME THOSE FAT BOOKS!!
NO! No!
...We find the defendants incredibly guilty.
I would like to say something, your Honor. Not on my behalf, but in reference to my partner, Mr. Bialystock...Your Honor, Ladies and Gentlemen of the jury, Max Bialystock is the most selfish man I ever met in my life.
Don't help me.
Not only is he a liar and a cheat and a scoundrel and a crook, who has taken money from little old ladies, but he's also talked people into doing things, especially me, that they would never in a thousand years have dreamed of doing. But, your Honor, as I understand it, the law was created to protect people from being wronged. Your Honor, whom has Max Bialystock wronged? I mean, whom has he really hurt? Not me. Not me. I was... This man. No one ever called me Leo before. I mean, I know it's not a big legal point, but even in kindergarten, they used to call me Bloom. I never sang a song before. I mean with someone else. I never sang a song with someone else before. This man, this man, this is a wonderful man. He made me what I am today. He did. And what of the dear ladies? What would their lives have been without Max Bialystock? Max Bialystock who made them feel young and attractive and wanted again? That's all that I have to say.
And may I humbly add, your Honor, that we've learned our lesson and that we'll never do it again.
