Stranger on the Third Floor (1940)
Michael Ward: [Referrig to Meng] Did you ever want to kill a man?
Martin: [Patronizingly] My son, there's murder in every intelligent man's heart.
Michael Ward: He's no man. He's a worm - the kind you ought to jump on with heavy boots.
Martin: You'll have to do an awful lot of jumping. The earth is covered with them.
Michael Ward: [Angrily] It'd be a real pleasure to cut his throat!
Martin: [Noticing his dinner knife] Hey, you're not kidding. Put down that knife!
The Stranger: I want a couple of hamburgers... and I'd like them raw.
The Stranger: They send you to take me back?
Jane: No, who?
The Stranger: Don't you know? The people who lock you up.
Jane: Why do they want to lock you up?
The Stranger: [Matter-of-factly] Oh, so they can hurt me. They put you in a shirt with long sleeves, and they pour ice water on you.
District Attorney: [while he's shaving] So now, you believe both murders were committed by the same man, ay?
Michael Ward: Yes, I do.
District Attorney: Well, maybe you're right. As you pointed out, there are certain similarities between the two crimes, but you missed perhaps the most important: both murders were discovered by the same man - you!
Michael Ward: What are you driving at?
District Attorney: Tell me, has there ever been any insanity in your family?
The Judge: [Noticing a sleeping juror] Juror #2, the jury will pay strict attention to the evidence.
Juror #2: I'm sorry, your honor, I was up all night with a terrible toothache.
The Judge: [Scolding him] Well, that's too bad, but it's your duty to stay awake and try to follow the evidence with as much intelligence as you've got.
Martin: [Referring to Joe Briggs' attorney] I wouldn't let him defend me if it was for stealing an apple.
Albert Meng: [Objecting to Ward's typing] If you have to write, write with a pencil!
Martin: [Noticing how Meng is eyeing up the legs of a pretty girl] Who's that citizen?
Michael Ward: He's my next door neighbor.
Martin: He looks as though his mind could stand a little laundering.
Michael Ward: What if she's right - he didn't do it, and they give him the chair?
Martin: Suppose they do? What difference does it make? There's too many people in the world anyway.
Michael Ward: What's the use of talking to you? You think everything's a joke.
Martin: My son, it is. If it weren't, life wouldn't be worth living.