The Spider Woman (1943)
Sherlock Holmes: [on the pyjama suicides] Indubitably, these murders are the work of a well-organized gang and directing them is one of the most fiendishly clever minds in all Europe today.
Inspector Lestrade: Any notion who?
Sherlock Holmes: I suspect a woman. Do you have tobacco around this place, Watson?
Dr. John H. Watson: Yes, I've packed it. A woman? You amaze me, Holmes. Why a woman?
Sherlock Holmes: Because the method, whatever it is, is particularly subtle and cruel. Feline, not canine.
Inspector Lestrade: Poppy-cock. Canine, feline, quinine, when a bloke does himself in, that's suicide.
Sherlock Holmes: Unless the bloke is driven to suicide and then in that case it's murder.
Dr. John H. Watson: Driven? That *sounds* like a woman, doesn't it?
Sherlock Holmes: Definitely, a female Moriarty. Clever, ruthless... and above all, cautious.
Inspector Lestrade: Him and his meet me here and meet me there. Where the... Where is he anyhow?
Dr. John H. Watson: I'm blessed if I know. He said wait here by the shooting gallery and look inconspicuous.
Inspector Lestrade: Inconspicuous? Oh...
[Lestrade starts whistling and inspecting the ceiling]
Dr. John H. Watson: He said inconspicuous, Lestrade, not half-witted.
Artie - Shooting Gallery Attendant: Hey gov', sir, try your luck on Mussolini, Hiro Hito, or Hitler. Hit 'em where their hearts ought to be and listen to the 'ollow sound.
Sherlock Holmes: I'm sorry, Watson, the pleasures of the chase are no longer for me. I'm through with crime now and forever.
Adrea Spedding: I'm so sorry we have nothing in the house for burns. I so seldom get burned.
Sherlock Holmes: Remarkable woman. Audacious and deadly as one of her own spiders.
News Vendor: Read all about the pyjama suicide. Here you are, governor. Thank you, sir. Thank you. Read all about it, another pyjama suicide.