Mystery Street (1950)
Vivian Heldon: What you need is fresh air.
Henry Shanway: Yeah. Yeah, open the window, huh?
Vivian Heldon: No, not here. Fresh air I couldn't get in here with a permit.
Grass Skirt Cafe Bartender: You're parked in the 'No Parking.'
Henry Shanway: [drunk and distracted] Hmmm?
Grass Skirt Cafe Bartender: Parked in the "No Parking!'
Henry Shanway: That's the story of my life. I'm always where I shouldn't be. I'm also not where I ought to be. Ever since Adam, Man's been crying, 'Where am I?'
Detective Tim Sharkey: Ha-ha, lieutenant, you're not young enough to start on this case.
Lieutenant Peter Morales: Maybe, but I'm dumb enough.
Lieutenant Peter Morales: Is your husband here?
Mrs. Smerrling: [after a pause] Not exactly.
Lieutenant Peter Morales: Were you ever married?
Mrs. Smerrling: [Another pause] Not exactly. I... I, uh - you see, I...
Mrs. Smerrling: If there's anything I can do...
Lieutenant Peter Morales: I want a list of everything you sold and where you sold it.
Mrs. Smerrling: Of course. Well, that is, if I can remember. My memory, you know, isn't exactly my number one asset.
Lieutenant Peter Morales: Well, pull your assets together - I want the truth!
Lieutenant Peter Morales: [to Dr. McAdoo] Professors work with their heads. Cops work with their feet.
Jim Black, tattooist: Know her? Sure, I knew her. I was never close enough to smell her perfume, but I knew her!