Kathy: You keep away from me! Just because you're a big movie star, wild parties, swimming pools, you expect every girl to fall in a dead faint at your feet. Well, don't you touch me! Don Lockwood: [chanting] Fear not, sweet lady! I will not molest you. I am but a humble jester, and you? You are to far above me! [he gets out of the car and closes the door on his coat tails] Don Lockwood: Farewell, Ethel Barrymore! I must tear myself from your side! [Don tears his coat. Kathy guffaws as Don walks away]
