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: Go away. Garda Sloane
: Come back later. Joel Sloane
: Nobody home.
: [Talking to himself in bathroom mirror
] I don't know who you are, my friend, but if you stand still, I'll shave you.
: [to Garda
] If you see a wolf at the door, beat it. Tell him he's got the wrong address.
: [to Garda as he's leaving
] If a customer comes with money in his pocket, shoot first and ask questions afterward.
: [Referring to Sloane's inappropriate tirade
] I must apologize for Wilkes, Mr. Sloane. He's been librarian here so long he probably imagines this is his property. Poor chap! I think he's beginning to lose his mind. Joel Sloane
: It was a hundred miles away a minute ago.
: Well, I'm going downstairs and get a paper. Joel Sloane
: For what? Garda Sloane
: Oh, just to see if any of our friends have been murdered this morning.
] You have a peculiar genius for mixing in my affairs. Joel Sloane
: You have some peculiar affairs. 'Lucky' Nolan
] I'm going to show you the unpleasant side of snooping, Mr. Sloane.
: [after Joel gets the jump on Nolan and takes away his gun
] I see you don't fight fair, Mr. Sloane. Joel Sloane
: Now I'll tell you what you're going to do. You're going to call up and instruct those men to let my wife go. She's to phone me from outside. I don't want to sound melodramatic, Mr. Nolan, but to save my wife any discomfort, I would cheerfully kill a dozen guys like you.
: Come on, dear. You've got to get dressed. Joel Sloane
: Dressed for what? Garda Sloane
: Ah, well, you wouldn't want to get buried in that suit, would you?
] look, Darling, you order something. I'll be right back. I've got to see the manager. He distinctly promised me a room overlooking the ocean. Garda Sloane
: But this one overlooks the ocean. Joel Sloane
: But I don't like this ocean.
] Garda Sloane
: [the Bellboy chuckles
] What's funny? Brash Bellboy
: Nothing... only the last place I worked was an insane asylum. I was hoping this'd be a little different.
: [In their crowded hotel suite
] Darling, do you think a rumor I have leprosy would get some of our guests to leave? Garda Sloane
: As far as I'm conccerned, it's more than a rumor.
: [Finding a tape measure that she suspects will be used on the beauty pageant candidates
] And what were you going to measure with this, Mr. Sloane? Joel Sloane
: High tide.
: [as they discover a girl's body on the floor
] Get a doctor quick! Joel Sloane
: It'd have to be a very good doctor, Chief. This girl's dead.
: What's the matter? Joel Sloane
: Come down here. Stick out your tongue. Garda Sloane
: All of it? Oh, Doctor... Joel Sloane
: Just as I thought. Garda Sloane
: Don't you want to examine me? I have some very nice symptoms...
: Don't you ever find a middle-aged, unattractive suspect? Joel Sloane
: They're just facts in a case to me, Garda. I don't see them as girls. A detective's first thought must be of his case. Garda Sloane
: It's that second thought that worries me.
: Darling, do you think they'll go on with the pageant despite all this dreadful business? Joel Sloane
: I hope so. Garda Sloane
: You would, you and your tape measure.
: Oh, no, you're on the wrong track, Lieutenant. I killed Brockler myself. I waved a $10 dollar bill over his head, and he broke his neck jumping for it. Lt. James Flanner
: This is serious, Sloane. Joel Sloane
: All right, if you want to find Brockler's murderer, ask Brockler. Offer a reward. He'll talk dead or alive.
: You know, this thing's apt to blow the whole rare book business sky high. Play ball with me, Miss Thome. The explosion won't singe a hair of your very pretty head. I want to be on your team. Julia Thorne
] When do we play the next game?
: The world laughed in my face. Steve Langner
: You've got a great face to laugh into.
: [Walking into the office and seeing the Sloanes kissing
] Oh, pardon me. I thought this was a business office. Joel Sloane
] Oh, we mean business.
: [Speaking of Morgan
] He told me about your kindness to him yesterday.
] Arnold Stamper
: Only three people know about this. Joel Sloane
: Yesterday it was only two people.
: Pardon me, but do you take dope? Joel Sloane
: Never before lunch.