Albert Arnett:
As you grow older, you'll discover that life is very much like coffee - the aroma is always better than the actuality.
Helen Brent:
If you go to the police, you'll see Laurie sooner than you think.
Mrs. Kraft:
Are you trying to scare me?
Helen Brent:
I'm just warning you. Perhaps you don't realize - it's painful being killed. A piece of metal sliding into your body, finding its way into your heart. Or a bullet tearing through your skin, crashing into a bone. It takes a while to die, too. Sometimes a long while.
Helen Brent:
[
to Sam, approvingly] You're not a turnip, are you?
Helen Brent:
I must warn you, though, liquor makes me nosy. I've been known to ask all sorts of personal questions after four cocktails.
Marty Waterman:
'Sallright. I've been known to tell people to mind their own business. Cold sober, too.
Sam Wild:
I've got a dame on my mind - and she's dead. That's plenty for me.
Sam Wild:
Oh, I see. You cross the tracks on May Day with a basket of goodies for the poor slum kid, but back you scoot - and fast - to your own neck o' the woods. Don't you?
Helen Brent:
I wouldn't say that.
Sam Wild:
No, you wouldn't *say* it... but that's the way it is.
Helen Brent:
[
sarcastically] Your ethics touch me deeply.
Albert Arnett:
Noblesse oblige...
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