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"Abner Biberman – Captain"

"Arnold Moss – Don Nacio"

"Alan Reed – Pancho Villa"

"Margo – Soldadera"

"Harold Gordon – Francisco Ignacio Madero"

"Lou Gilbert – Pablo"

"Frank Silvera – Victoriano Huerta"

"Florenz Ames – Señor Espejo"

"Richard Garrick – Old General"

"Fay Roope – Porfirio Díaz"

"Mildred Dunnock – Señora Espejo"

"Henry Silva – Hernández"

"Frank de Kova – Colonel Guajardo"

"Will Kuluva – Lazaro"

"Pedro Regas – Innocente"

"Ross Bagdasarian – Officer"

"[to Fernando] I love you—but I do not like you."

"This is all very disorganized."

"[to courier] General Zapata is busy. [sound of a shot] General Zapata will see you now."

"Old General: Sometimes a dead man can be a terrible enemy."

"Here is a man... Here is a love... Here is a motion picture masterpiece!"

"Marlon Brando – Emiliano Zapata"

"Jean Peters – Josefa Zapata"

"Anthony Quinn – Eufemio Zapata"

"Joseph Wiseman – Fernando Aguirre"

"Listen, baby, when we first met — you and me — you thought I was common. Well, how right you was. I was common as dirt. You showed me a snapshot of the place with them columns, and I pulled you down off them columns, and you loved it, having them colored lights goin.' And wasn't we happy together? Wasn't it all okay till she showed here? And wasn't we happy together? Wasn't it all okay till she showed here, hoity-toity, describin' me like a ape?"

"Vivien Leigh - Blanche DuBois"

"Marlon Brando - Stanley Kowalski"

"Kim Hunter - Stella Kowalski"

"Karl Malden - Harold "Mitch" Mitchell"

"Don't you ever talk that way to me. "Pig," "Polack," "disgusting," "vulgar," "greasy" — those kind of words have been on your tongue and your sister's tongue just too much around here. What do you think you are, a pair of queens? Now just remember what Huey Long said — that every man's a king — and I'm the king around here, and don't you forget it."

"Stella. Hey, Stella!"

"You know what luck is? Luck is believing you're lucky, that's all... To hold a front position in this rat-race, you've got to believe you are lucky."

"Some things are not forgivable. Deliberate cruelty is not forgivable. It is the one unforgivable thing in my opinion and the one thing of which I have never, never been guilty."

"The first time I laid my eyes on her told the story I thought to myself, "That man is my executioner!""

"I don't want realism. I want magic! Yes, yes, magic. I try to give that to people. I do misrepresent things. I don't tell truths. I tell what ought to be truth."

"[to little boy] Alright, kid, let's put I the chains. [she shackles and chains with key in the little boy's wristhand] Now stay there, kid. [Locked the door with a key]"

"Tarantula was the name of it! I stayed at a hotel called the Tarantula Arms! Yes, a big spider. That's where I brought my victims. Yes, I have had many meetings with strangers. After the death of Allan, meetings with strangers was all I seemed able to fill my empty heart with. I think it was panic — just panic — that drove me from one to another, searching for some protection. Here, there and then in the most unlikely places. Then, at last, in a seventeen-year-old boy. But someone wrote to the superintendent about it: "This woman is morally unfit for her position!" True? Yes... unfit somehow anyway."

"Whoever you are: I have always depended on the kindness of strangers."

"[to Stanley] It won't be the sort of thing you have in mind. This man is a gentleman - he respects me. What he wants is my companionship. Having great wealth sometimes makes people lonely. A cultivated woman - a woman of breeding and intelligence - can enrich a man's life immeasurably. I have those things to offer, and time doesn't take them away. Physical beauty is passing - a transitory possession. But beauty of the mind, richness of the spirit, tenderness of the heart - I have all those things - aren't taken away but grow! Increase with the years! Oh! Strange that I should be called a destitute woman when I have all these treasures locked in my heart. I think of myself as a very, very rich woman. But I have been foolish - casting my pearls before....swine. Yes, swine! And I'm thinking not only of you, but of your friend Mr. Mitchell. He came here tonight, he did, coming in his work clothes, to repeat slander, vicious stories he'd gotten from you. I gave him his walking papers. But then he returned, he returned with a box of roses to beg my forgiveness. He implored my forgiveness. Some things are not forgivable. Deliberate cruelty is not forgivable. It is the one unforgivable thing, in my opinion, and the one thing of which I have never, never been guilty. So I said to him, 'Thank you,' but it was foolish to think that we could ever adapt ourselves to each other. Our ways of life are too different. Our backgrounds are incompatible. So farewell, my friend and let there be no hard feelings."