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Jonathan 'Goldy' Locke
: [Obviously frightened of the brutish Moose, who has commandeered his car
] I guess I better drop you now. I got a date. Moose Malloy
] You wouldn't want it with an angel, would you? Jonathan 'Goldy' Locke
: [Meekly nervous
] No, sir. Moose Malloy
: Then keep on drivin'. Jonathan 'Goldy' Locke
: [Meekly resigned
] Yes, sir.
: Velma, why did you do it, Baby? Why did you do it?
: What was she like... this Velma? Moose Malloy
: Cute... cute as lace pants.
: You a private Dick? Philip Marlowe
: No. I'm your fairy godmother.
[Moose has taken Marlowe to Florian's to look for Velma
] Philip Marlowe
: I tried to picture him in love with somebody, but it didn't work. Moose Malloy
: They changed it a lot. There was a stage where she worked... and some booths... pink flowers was in the slatwork. She was cute as lace pants.