- Mrs. Schuyler: [to a sleeping Rome on the sofa] Mr Rome. Are we alone?
- Tony: [Rome awakes and looks around] Yeah. Why, what did you have in mind?
- Mrs. Schuyler: I'm Mrs. Schuyler. I want to hire you.
- Tony: Well, I'm afraid not. You see I'm tied up on a case this week. Maybe next week.
- Mrs. Schuyler: Well that will be too late. My pussycat will be dead by then.
- Tony: [with a bewildered look] Your pussycat?
- Mrs. Schuyler: Someone's trying to poison her.
- Tony: Oh. Well, how do you know?
- Mrs. Schuyler: From her attitude. She's nervous, she's terrified.
- Tony: Well, you can't bank too much on the attitude of a pussycat.
- Mrs. Schuyler: Well my pussy used to be so sunny and full of fun, with the sweetest smile.
- Tony: You got a pussy that smiles?
- Mrs. Schuyler: No, that's just the point. She's frowning now. She knows. I tell you she knows.
- Tony: Well, I'm afraid I can't help you, Mrs. Schuyler.
- Mrs. Schuyler: But, you could at least meet my pussy.
- Tony: No, no, no. It's not possible. I can't meet your pussy. Why don't you try the Brines Agency - they specialize in pussy that won't smile.
- Mrs. Schuyler: Oh. Oh, well, thank you, Mr Rome. Thank you.
- [Mrs. Schuyler walks out the door]
- Ralph Turpin, Hotel House Detective: The day they squeeze something out of Tony is the day Georgia elects a colored governor.
- Diana Pines: People change. They don't always turn out the way you expect.
- Tony: I know. You should see my baby pictures.
- [Ann explains the problem of being formerly married]
- Ann: We can't claim to be the town virgins and can't afford to be the town tramps.
- Ann: [looking down from her balcony] Miami Beach. Twenty miles of sand looking for a city. Twenty miles of pure jerks. Florida orange juice. That's about the only thing I've been enjoying since I've been down here.
- Tony: You can tell me why he beat you up.
- Georgia McKay: I was a little girl when I knew him back home. I ran into him a few times down here at the club. He asked me out. Well I guess he expected something different. But you wouldn't understand.
- Tony: Oh, I might. Maybe he was trying to get into the wrong ballpark.
- Ralph Turpin, Hotel House Detective: Tony, I have a job for you.
- Tony: Is it a dead girl or under age?