Footsteps in the Dark (1941)
Police Insp. Charles M. Mason: Say, listen, doctor. This is very important. I want another autopsy on Fissue. And be very careful this time. It's possible he was murdered by some obscure drug that you might have overlooked.
Coroner: I'm very sorry, Inspector. But I can't make another autopsy. Why not? Because the body was cremated yesterday.
Police Insp. Charles M. Mason: All right. Then don't do it.
Francis Monroe Warren II: [as Det. 'Hoppy' Hopkins tries unsuccessfully to break open a door] Try using your head.
Det. 'Hoppy' Hopkins: Right.
[almost head-butts the door]
Francis Monroe Warren II: Gee Blondie, words come out of you just as beautiful as oil comes out of a derrick!
Police Insp. Charles M. Mason: A jewel importer keeps his stuff in his safe. He doesn't run around with it in his pockets.
Francis Monroe Warren II: Suppose he took it out of the safe for some purpose?
Police Insp. Charles M. Mason: He could have been wearing a kilt, but he wasn't.
Leopold Fissue: [after Warren has turned down Fissue's proposal of laundering money on stolen diamonds] Nothing is impossible, Mr. Warren, if the necessity of doing it is great enough.
Francis Monroe Warren II: Aren't you being a little presumptious?
Leopold Fissue: Not at all. I'm merely suggesting that you're going to take my account and help me.
Francis Monroe Warren II: Why am I?
Leopold Fissue: Because, Mr. Warren, men like ourselves whose lives are... well... how should I say... uh, rather... complicated don't dare offend anyone, do they?
Mr. Wilfred: [to Warren] Chief, I'm beginning not to know what you're talkin' about fast.
Det. 'Hoppy' Hopkins: [to the turbanned Ahmed Bey] What's the matter? You got a headache?
Mr. Wilfred: I know my rights. I'm a taxpayer, wee!
Det. 'Hoppy' Hopkins: Yeah, well, we're you're goin', you won't have to pay no taxes, see!