Slim: Who was the girl, Steve?
Steve: Who was what girl?
Slim: The one who left you with such a high opinion of women.
Slim: You know Steve, you're not very hard to figure, only at times. Sometimes I know exactly what you're going to say. Most of the time. The other times... the other times, you're just a stinker.
[Slim kisses Steve]
Steve: What did you do that for?
Slim: I've been wondering if I'd like it.
Steve: What's the decision?
Slim: I don't know yet.
[They kiss again]
Slim: It's even better when you help.
Eddie: [Oft repeated line] Was you ever bit by a dead bee?
Slim: I'm hard to get, Steve. All you have to do is ask me.
Steve: You know what you're getting into. It's gonna be rough.
Slim: You know you don't have to act with me, Steve. You don't have to say anything, and you don't have to do anything. Not a thing. Oh, maybe just whistle. You know how to whistle, don't you, Steve? You just put your lips together and... blow.
Eddie: Drinking don't bother my memory. If it did I wouldn't drink. I couldn't. You see, I'd forget how good it was, then where'd I be? Start drinkin' water, again.
Steve: Anybody got a match?
Slim: Change your mind?
Steve: No money, those guys cleaned me out.
Slim: I forgot too - maybe I can do something, its been a long day and I'm thirsty.
[surveys club patrons]
Steve: Picked him out yet?
Slim: You don't mind do you?
Steve: You're thirsty, go ahead. If I get tired of waiting, I'll be back at that hotel.
Slim: All right
[starts moving through tables]
Slim: What are you trying to do, guess her weight?
Steve: She's heftier that you think.
[lays down fainted woman he has been carrying]
Steve: Better loosen her clothes.
Slim: You've been doing all right.
[stops him from loosening clothes]
Slim: Maybe you'd better look after her husband.
Steve: He's not going to run out on me.
Slim: Neither is she.
Title Card: [first lines]
Title Card: Martinique, in the summer of 1940, shortly after the fall of France.
Title Card: Forte de France
Officer at port: Good Morning, Captain Morgan. What can I do for you today?
Steve: Same thing as yesterday.
Officer at port: You and your client wish to make a temporary exit from the port?
Steve: *That* is right.
Officer at port: Name?
Steve: Ha - Harry Morgan.
Officer at port: Nationality?
Officer at port: What?
Slim: Cricket. I came to say good-bye.
Slim: We're leaving now. Thanks for everything.
Cricket: Hey Slim, are you still happy?
Slim: What do you think?
Eddie: I've been figuring, them guys don't think that I'm wise, but they was trying to get me drunk.
Eddie: They don't know me, do they, Harry?
Steve: [to a Vichy cop who has just slapped Slim] Go ahead, slap me...
Paul de Bursac: [Referring to Eddie] I don't see why you keep that man around!
Steve: Eddie was a good man before he became a rummy.
Steve: [to the Bursacs] Get down on the deck flat and stay there!
Paul de Bursac: [Apprehensively] But I don't know what good it'll be to try to resist. We will be killed!
Steve: [Angrily] Shut up, both of you! Get down on that deck flat! You save France - I want to save my boat!
Eddie: [Steering the boat] What's the matter? Why are you lookin' at me like that fer? What are you laughin' at?
Steve: Just a joke that neither one of us knows the answer to.
Eddie: What joke?
Steve: Whether you're gonna hold together or not.
Eddie: [His feelings hurt] Don't say that, Harry! I'm a good man! You know I am!
Steve: Yeah, I know you are, but you're goin' all over the ocean. Stay on your course.
Eddie: Why do you always... Hey, could I have just one? I don't want to get the shakes.
Steve: Make it short! I want you rum brave, not useless.
Eddie: [Anxious to get below decks to have his drink] Thanks, Harry!
Steve: You're both going to take a beating 'til one of you uses that phone. That means one of you will take a beating for nothing.