The Golden Touch (1935)
Billy Bletcher: King Midas
Quotes
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Goldie : [laughs] Ah, is this the great man who bellowed, "Give me gold, not advice"?
King Midas : Goldie, Goldie. Help me, Goldie! Take away this golden curse. Don't let me starve. Take everything. My gold, my kingdom for a hamburger sandwich!
Goldie : With or without onions?
King Midas : Hamburger! Just plain old hamburger!
Goldie : Ha ha ha! Now thou art a wise and humble king. I will take back the golden touch in exchange for everything you possess. Toodle-oo.
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[last lines]
King Midas : [a hamburger magically appears] With onions! Whoopee!
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King Midas : [singing] I'm known as rich King Midas / And when you look at me / You'll see a king / Who knows a thing / About his treasury / I never cared for women / I never cared for wine / But when I count / A large amount / Of money - ha ha - It's divine / Gold, gold, gold / I worship it, I love it / Gold, gold, gold / I wish I had more of it / My love for shining gold is such / That I could never have too much / I wish that everything I touched / Would turn to gold, gold gold.
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King Midas : [nervously, after Goldie magically appears] Who art thou, stranger?
Goldie : A friend. Just call me Goldie.
King Midas : What do you want? My gold?
Goldie : I, want that paltry gold? Ha ha. 'Tis but chicken feed to me. Behold.
[touches Midas' cat and it turns to gold]
King Midas : The golden touch!
[grabs the gold cat, but Goldie stops him and turns the cat back to normal]
King Midas : My gold, my kingdom, everything for the golden touch!
[starts taking off his robe]
Goldie : [chuckles] Keep thy shirt on, old king. To you, the golden touch would prove a golden curse.
King Midas : A curse? A curse? Ha! Then curse me with the golden touch! Ha ha ha ha!
Goldie : Ah, but gold is the snare of the soul. Gold is the root of all evil. Gold is the...
King Midas : Fiddlesticks! Give me gold, not advice.
Goldie : So be it. I gave thee advice. Now I give thee gold. The golden touch is thine. Toodle-oo!
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King Midas : [to his reflection] Hail, Midas. Ha ha ha! Thou, rascal, thou. Shall we turn the Earth to gold? The rivers, the mountains, the stars, the moon, the sky... a universe of gold!
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King Midas : [to his reflection] Is the richest king in all the world to starve to death?
[his reflection turns into a skeleton and nods]