Christine Quotes

Christine Vole: It isn't even my letter paper! I write my letters on small, blue paper with my initials on it?
Sir Wilfrid: Like these?
Christine Vole: Damn you! Damn you! Let me go! Let me get out of here!

You are burning my nose.

Mr Mayhew described you as the champion of the hopeless cause. Is it perhaps that this cause is too hopeless?

Leonard Vole: What are you looking for?
Christine Vole: My accordion.
Leonard Vole: I think I've found it.
Christine Vole: Step on it again. It's still breathing.

Christine Vole: You better get out of here. You've been trouble enough.
Leonard Vole: Actually, it's your own fault. That costume in the picture outside gave the boys ideas, and then those trousers of yours let them down hard.

It's horrible! In a gemutlich sort of way.

Leonard Vole: How are you fixed for sugar?
Christine Vole: I could use some.

Damn you. Damn you. Damn you! Damn you!

Christine Vole: You think Mrs. French looked upon Leonard as a son? Or a nephew?
Brogan-Moore: I do. An entirely natural and understandable relationship.
Christine Vole: What hypocrites you are in this country.

What a wicked woman I am, and how brilliantly you expose me!