Al: You got anything to drink?
George: I can give you soda, beer, ginger ale...
Al: I said, 'You got anything to drink?'
George: [intimidated] No.
Al: This is a hot town. Whatta ya call it?
Al: Did you ever hear of Brentwood?
Max: [Max shakes his head, no]
Al: Whatta ya do here nights?
Max: [sarcastically] They eat the dinner. They all come here and eat the big dinner.
George: [showing fear] That's right.
Al: [condescendingly] You're a pretty bright boy, aren't you?
George: [intimidated] Sure.
Max: [contemptiously] Well you're NOT!
Max: [to Al] Is he Al?
Al: He's dumb!
[after Reardon has wrapped up the investigation, Kenyon congratulates him]
R.S. Kenyon: Owing to your splendid efforts the basic rate of The Atlantic Casualty Company - as of 1947 - will probably drop one-tenth of a cent.
[he shakes Reardon's hand]
R.S. Kenyon: Congratulations, Mr. Reardon.
Jim Reardon: I'd rather have a night's sleep.
R.S. Kenyon: Why don't you take a good rest. I must say you've earned it.
[Reardon starts to leave]
R.S. Kenyon: This is Friday... don't come in 'til Monday.
Jim Reardon: Thanks.
George: What'll it be, gentlemen?
Max: I don't know. Whatta you want to eat, Al?
Al: I don't know what I want to eat.
Max: I'll have the roast pork tenderloin with apple sauce and mashed potatoes.
George: That's not ready yet.
Max: Then what's it on the card for?
George: Well, that's on the dinner. You can have that at six o'clock. That clock is ten minutes fast. The dinner isn't ready yet.
Max: Never mind the clock. What have you got to eat?
George: Well, I can give you any kind of sandwiches: bacon and eggs, liver and bacon, ham and eggs, steak...
Al: I'll have the chicken croquettes with the cream sauce and the green peas and the mashed potatoes.
George: That's on the dinner too.
Al: [with nasty edge to his voice] Everything we want's on the dinner. That's the way want's on the dinner - that's the way you work it, huh?
George: I can give you ham and eggs, bacon and eggs...
Al: I'll take ham and eggs.
Max: Give me bacon and eggs.
George: [through the service window into the kitchen] One ham and, bacon and.
Sam: [loudly] Comin' up!
Jim Reardon: She took a powder. The dough went with her.
Lt. Sam Lubinsky: Don't ask a dying man to lie his soul into Hell.
Big Jim Colfax: [to Dum Dum] You can leave anytime you want, friend.
'Blinky' Franklin: [acting as peacemaker] Come on! Easy does it, fellas! Easy does it!
'Dum-Dum' Clarke: I don't like to be asked to come up here and then told I can go. Who do you think you're pushin' around?
Big Jim Colfax: A minute ago we were talkin' about reputations. Well, you've got quite a reputation yourself - you're supposed to be a troublemaker.
Big Jim Colfax: [deliberately taking the cigarette out of his mouth] Okay. Make some.
Max: I'll tell ya what's gonna happen. We're gonna kill the Swede. You know big Swede that works over at the filling station?
George: You mean Pete Lunn?
Max: If that's what he calls himself. Comes in every night at six o'clock, don't he?
George: Yes, if he comes.
Al: We know all about that.
George: What are you gonna kill him for? What did Pete Lunn ever do to you?
Max: He never had a chance to do anything to us. He never even seen us.
Al: He's only gonna see us once.
George: What you gonna kill him for?
Max: We're killin' him for a friend...
Lt. Sam Lubinsky: You're done fightin', Ole. And if you want my opinion, it's a lucky thing. You aren't punchy yet. Suppose it was your brains were scrambled instead of your hand?
'Swede' Andersen: What am I going to do if I quit fightin'?
Lt. Sam Lubinsky: Well, there's always the department.
'Swede' Andersen: No, I wouldn't want to be a copper.
Lt. Sam Lubinsky: It's not a bad life, Ole. Twenty years and you've got a pension. And it's $2,200 a year to start.
'Swede' Andersen: $2,200 a year. You know something? Some months I made that much in one month. Some months.
Jim Reardon: [on a pay phone] I want to call Newark, honey. Market 3-2-600. Uh, Brentwood 2-7-7. This is Reardon.
Kitty Collins: [singing] The more I know of love, The less I know it... The more I give to love... The more I owe it...
Charleston: Charleston don't talk, see. Even if he's worked over head to foot by experts.
[takes a drink]
Charleston: Charleston never talks.
Jim Reardon: Good enough. You know what happened to the Swede?
Charleston: I know plenty, mister. Plenty. Only I ain't tellin'.
[takes a drink]
Charleston: Old Charleston's the little monkey with his hands over his mouth.
Jim Reardon: You're makin' a sucker play, Dum-Dum. The cops are outside waitin' for you.
Big Jim Colfax: If there's one thing in this world I hate, it's a double-crossing dame.
R.S. Kenyon: Mr. Reardon is investigating his death.
Packy Robinson - Ole's Manager: He was a good boy. No one had any call to kill him.
R.S. Kenyon: Lilly knew Ole too. The three of us were together a good part of the time. She was always in love with him.
R.S. Kenyon: And I was always in love with her.
Big Jim Colfax: Fill 'er up. Ethyl.
Kitty Collins: What's the matter with you?
Big Jim Colfax: What do you mean, what's the matter?
Kitty Collins: You're nervous. You're all in a sweat.
Big Jim Colfax: You keep your mouth shut - if you don't want it slapped shut. You been askin' for it lately!
'Swede' Andersen: Hey!
Big Jim Colfax: Any objections?
'Swede' Andersen: Yeah!
'Dum-Dum' Clarke: Keep out of this, Swede. She's his girl.
Kitty Collins: Mind your own business, Swede. I can take care of myself. You touch me and you won't live till morning!
Charleston: If it's as big as you claim, it's not going to be any easy pickins. Nothing that big ever is. And that's what I want from here on in. Easy pickins.
'Dum-Dum' Clarke: It'd go just as hard with you if you were taken for stickin' up a shine parlor.
Charleston: Yes, that's right, but the chances of being taken aren't as many. I don't know. Maybe - Maybe I'm just gettin' old. It's like you were saying before the Swede come in. I've done a lot of time. I've spent almost half my life in stir, and I don't intend to spend any more.
Big Jim Colfax: If ya do run on to her, let me know, will ya? After you're through with her, I'd like to have a word or two with Kitty myself. We got some unfinished business.
Kitty Collins: Kitty is innocent! I swear! Kitty is innocent! Kitty is innocent! I swear, Kitty is innocent! Kitty is innocent!
Kitty Collins: I went to Blinky Franklin first - and then to Dum-Dum. I saved the Swede till last.
Jim Reardon: The double cross to end all double crosses.
'Swede' Andersen: What did Blinky and Dum-Dum say?