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: Sister, I've known some pretty hard cases in my time; you make 'em all look like putty. You're not talking about a sack of gumdrops that's gonna be smashed - you're talking about a dame's life! You may think it's a funny idea for a woman with a kid to stop a bullet for you, only I'm not laughing! Mrs. Neall
: Where do you get off, being so superior? Why shouldn't I take advantage of her - I want to live! If you had to step on someone to get something you wanted real bad, would you think twice about it? Walter Brown
: Shut up! Mrs. Neall
: In a pig's eye you would! You're no different from me. Walter Brown
: Shut up! Mrs. Neall
: Not till I tell you something, you cheap badge-pusher! When we started on this safari, you made it plenty clear I was just a job, and no joy in it, remember? Walter Brown
: Yeah, and it still goes, double! Mrs. Neall
: Okay, keep it that way. I don't care whether you dreamed up this gag or not; you're going right along with it, so don't go soft on me. And once you handed out a line about poor Forbes getting killed, 'cause it was his duty. Well, it's your duty too! Even if this dame gets murdered. Walter Brown
: You make me sick to my stomach. Mrs. Neall
: Well, use your own sink. And let me know when the target practice starts!
: So far they haven't spotted you, and they don't know what you look like. But they've seen me. If they start shooting in my direction, I don't want you hit. Mrs. Neall
: You're sure it isn't the other way around?
: You're a pretty good judge of crooks, Mrs. Neall; the only place you slip up is with cops. I turned the deal down. Mrs. Neall
: Then you're a bigger idiot than I thought! When are you going to get it through your square head that this is big business? And we're right in the middle. Walter Brown
: Meaning you'd like to sell out? Mrs. Neall
: With pleasure and profit, and so would you. What are the odds if we don't? I sing my song for the grand jury, and spend the rest of my life dodging bullets - -if I'm lucky! - -while you grow old and gray on the police force. Oh, wake up, Brown. This train's headed straight for the cemetery. But there's another one coming along, a gravy train. Let's get on it. Walter Brown
: Mrs. Neall, I'd like to give you the same answer I gave that hood - but it would mean stepping on your face.
: That hood wasn't looking at her big blue eyes. He thinks that's me, and I think that's dandy.
: I know a woman who won't sleep for a lot of nights. Mrs. Neall
: Who? Walter Brown
: Forbes's wife.
: opening her compartment door in the morning and seeing Brown strap on his gun "What're you gonna do, go out and shoot us some breakfast?"