Lt. Col. Frank Slade

Frank is a retired Lt Col in the US army. He's blind and impossible to get along with. Charlie is at school and is looking forward to going to university; to help pay for a trip home for Christmas, he agrees to look after Frank over thanksgiving. Frank's niece says this will be easy money, but she didn't reckon on Frank spending his thanksgiving in New York.

Here are some dialogs from Scent of a Woman that I thought were great.

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Col. Slade to Charlie when Col. Slade is about to blow his brains out and Charlie tries to stop him

Charlie Simms: I thought we had a deal.
Lt. Col. Frank Slade: I welched. I'm a welcher. Didn't I tell you?
Charlie Simms: No what you told me was that you gave me all the bullets.
Lt. Col. Frank Slade: I lied.
Charlie Simms: Yeah, well you could've fooled me.
Lt. Col. Frank Slade: And I did.
[pause]
Lt. Col. Frank Slade: Charlie, how you ever gonna survive in this world without me?
Charlie Simms: Colonel, why don't you just give me the gun all right?
[Frank picks up the gun and points it at Charlie]
Charlie Simms: What are you doing?
Lt. Col. Frank Slade: I'm gonna shoot you too. You're life's finished anyway. Your friend George is gonna sing like a canary. And so are you. And once you've sung Charlie, my boy, you're gonna take you're place on that long grey line of American manhood. And then you will be through.
Charlie Simms: I'd hate to disagree with you, Colonel.
Lt. Col. Frank Slade: You're in no position to disagree with me boy I got a loaded .45 here. You got pimples. I'm gonna kill you Charlie cause I can't bear the thought of you SELLIN' OUT!
Charlie Simms: [Now firm] Put the gun down all right, Colonel?
Lt. Col. Frank Slade: What? You givin' me an ultimatum?
Charlie Simms: No I'm...
Lt. Col. Frank Slade: I give the ultimatums!
Charlie Simms: I'm sorry. All right I'm sorry.
Lt. Col. Frank Slade: It's all right Charlie. You break my heart son. All my life I've stood up to everyone and everything because it made me feel *important*. You do it... because you mean it. You've got integrity Charlie. I don't know whether to shoot you or adopt ya.
Charlie Simms: Not much of a choice is it sir?
Lt. Col. Frank Slade: Oh don't get cute now.

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Lt. Col. Frank Slade: Ooh, but I still smell her.[inhales deeply through nose]
Lt. Col. Frank Slade: Women! What can you say? Who made 'em? God must have been a fuckin' genius. The hair... They say the hair is everything, you know. Have you ever buried your nose in a mountain of curls... just wanted to go to sleep forever? Or lips... and when they touched, yours were like... that first swallow of wine... after you just crossed the desert. Tits. Hoo-ah! Big ones, little ones, nipples staring right out at ya, like secret searchlights. Mmm. Legs. I don't care if they're Greek columns... or secondhand Steinways. What's between 'em... passport to heaven. I need a drink. Yes, Mr Sims, there's only two syllables in this whole wide world worth hearing: pu-ssy. Hah! Are you listenin' to me, son? I'm givin' ya pearls here.

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As far as I could figure out I think this one is the title scene as the title translates to "Profumo di Donna" in Italian.

Col. Slade: I'm getting a nice soap-and-water feeling from down there.
Charlie: Ah... female.
Col. Slade: Female ?
Col. Slade: You're callin' her female, must mean you like her or you wouldn't be so casual. Is she alone ?
Charlie: Yeah, she's alone.
Col. Slade: Things are heatin' up. Chestnut hair ?
Charlie: Brown... Light brown.
Col. Slade: Twenty-two ?
Charlie: Wh-- What am l, a guy at a carnival ?
Col. Slade: The day we stop lookin', Charlie, is the day we die.... Move.
Charlie: Where ?
Col. Slade: You know where, son. Don't be coy, Charlie. This woman is made for you. I can feel it. Goddamn beautiful, isn't she ?
Charlie: She's not bad.
Col. Slade: Whoo-bingo ! The boy's alive. Come on, son, perambulate.
Charlie: Perambulate.
Col. Slade: Excuse me, senorita, do you mind if we join you ? I'm feelin' you're being neglected.
Lady: Well, I'mexpecting somebody.
Col. Slade: Instantly ?
Lady: No, but any minute now.
Col. Slade: Any minute ? Some people live a lifetime in a minute. What are you doin' right now ?
Lady: I'm waiting for him.
Col. Slade: Would you mind if we waited with you? you know, just to keep the womanizers from bothering you ?
Lady: No, I don't mind.
Col. Slade: Thank you.
Col. Slade: Charlie.
Col. Slade: You know, I detect... a fragrance in the air. Don't tell me what it is.
Col. Slade:Ogilvie Sisters soap.
Lady: Ah, that's amazing.
Col. Slade: I'm in the amazing business !
Lady: It is Ogilvie Sisters soap. My grandmother gave me three bars for Christmas.
Col. Slade: I'm crazy about your grandmother. I think she'd have liked Charlie too.
Charlie: Don't pay any attention to him.
Col. Slade: What's your name ?
Lady: Donna.
Col. Slade: Donna ? I'm Frank. This here is--
Charlie: This is Charlie.
Col. Slade: Yes. She likes you. Charlie's having a difficult weekend. He's going through a crisis. How does he look like he's holding up ?
Donna: He looks fine to me.
Col. Slade: Oh ! She does like you, Charlie. So, Donna, ah... do you tango ?
Donna: No. I wanted to learn once, but --
Col. Slade: But ?
Donna: But Michael didn't want to.
Col. Slade: Michael, the one you're waiting for.
Donna: Michael thinks the tango's hysterical.
Col. Slade: Well, I think Michael's hysterical.
Charlie: Don't pay any attention to him.
Col. Slade: Did I already say that ? [Donna laughs] What a beautiful laugh.
Donna: Thank you, Frank.
Col. Slade: Would you like to learn to tango, Donna ?
Donna: Right now ?
Col. Slade: I'm offering you my services... free of charge. What do you say ?
Donna: Ah... I think I'd be a little afraid.
Col. Slade: Of what ?
Donna: Afraid of making a mistake.
Col. Slade: No mistakes in the tango, not like life. It's simple. That's what makes the tango so great. If you make a mistake, get all tangled up, just tango on. Why don't you try ? Will you try it ?
Donna: All right. I'll give it a try.



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