Katharine Hepburn: Amanda Bonner

Adam's Rib

Amanda Bonner

Amanda Bonner: Now, you look here, Kip. I'm fighting my prejudices, but it's clear that you're behaving like a, like a--well, I'd hate to put it this way--like a *man*.
Kip Lurie: You watch your language!

Kip Lurie: Well, good luck tomorrow, Amanda. I'm on your side, I guess you know that. You've got me so convinced, I may even go out and become a woman. Goodnight.
[leaves]
Adam Bonner: And he wouldn't have far to go, either.
Amanda Bonner: Shh!
Adam Bonner: What's a matter?
Kip Lurie: [steps back into the kitchen and whispers] He can hear you.

Amanda Bonner: What I said was true: there's no difference between the sexes. Men, women, the same.
Adam Bonner: They are, huh?
Amanda Bonner: Well, maybe there is a difference, but it's a little difference.
Adam Bonner: Well, you know as the French say...
Amanda Bonner: What do they say?
Adam Bonner: Vive la Difference!
Amanda Bonner: Which means?
Adam Bonner: Which means hooray for that little difference.

Adam Bonner: [Adam spanks Amanda's bottom and she gets off the massage table and glares at him] What's the matter? Don't you want your rubdown? What? What are ya, sore about a little slap?
Amanda Bonner: No.
Adam Bonner: Well, what then?
Amanda Bonner: [outraged] You meant that, didn't you? You *really* meant that.
Adam Bonner: Why, no, I...
Amanda Bonner: Yes, you did. I can tell. I know your type. I know a *slap* from a *slug*.
Adam Bonner: Well, OK, OK... .
Amanda Bonner: I'm not so sure it is. I'm not so sure I care to--expose myself to typical instinctive masculine brutality.
Adam Bonner: Oh, come now.
Amanda Bonner: And it felt not only as though you meant it, but as though you felt you had a *right* to. I can tell.
Adam Bonner: What've you got back there? Radar equipment?

Amanda Bonner: [addressing the court] For years, women have been ridiculed, pampered, chucked under the chin. I ask you, on behalf of us all, be fair to the fair sex.
Adam Bonner: We'll be here a year.

Amanda Bonner: May I remind the court of the words of the poet Congreve? "Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned nor hell a fury like a woman scorned!"

Amanda Bonner: I have called these few witnesses to assist me in graphically illustrating my point that woman as the equal of man is entitled to equality before the law. They have been carefully selected to testify in this case. Each representing a particular branch of American womanhood for not only one woman is on trial here but all women.

Amanda Bonner: Deep in the heart of South America there thrives today a civilization far older than ours. A people known as the Lorcananos descended from the Amazons. In this vast tribe members of the female sex rule and govern and systematically deny equal rights to the *men* made weak and puny by years of subservience too weak to revolt. And yet how long have we lived in the shadow of a like injustice?

Amanda Bonner: All I'm saying is, why let this deplorable system seep into our courts of law where women are supposed to be equal?
Adam Bonner: Mostly, I think, females get advantages.
Amanda Bonner: We don't want advantages, and we don't want prejudices.
Adam Bonner: Oh, don't get excited, honey, and don't--oh, you're giving me the Bryn Mawr accent.

Amanda Bonner: Now, look, all I'm trying to say is that there are lots of things that a man can do and in society's eyes, it's all hunky-dory. A woman does the same thing--the same, mind you--and she's an outcast.
Adam Bonner: Finished?
Amanda Bonner: No. Now I'm not blaming you personally, Adam, because this is so.
Adam Bonner: Oh, well, that's awfully large of you.

Amanda Bonner: Now, when did you begin to suspect that you were losing your husband's affection?
Doris Attinger: Um, when he stopped battin' me around.
Amanda Bonner: When was that?
Doris Attinger: Eleven months ago. March 14.
Amanda Bonner: He struck you?
Doris Attinger: First time, he broke a tooth. My tooth.