A small wooden shield with a green sprout growing through a crack beside a larger metal shield.

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Clara Thornhill

You gentlemen aren’t really trying to kill my son, are you?

— North by Northwest ‧ 1959

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What it means

Our interpretation.

Addressing the men politely as gentlemen, the speaker asks in disbelief whether they truly intend to kill the speaker's own son. The courteous phrasing sits oddly against the grim subject, and the "really" and closing tag question suggest a parent trying to make sense of the danger.

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