Dusa: Adam, please!
Adam Quick: Go home.
Dusa: Adam, listen. If you just want to hit somebody, hit me!
Adam Quick: Later.
Dusa: Adam, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have sold the painting.
Adam Quick: That's right.
Adam Quick: Graves, you sold my painting to be used as an advertisement.
Paul Graves: Adam, when I buy a painting, I dispose of it as I see fit. It just so happened that I knew they were looking for something that represented stomach distress.
Adam Quick: Thanks a lot, Mike, for paying my fine, but I am not budging.
Tim Rourke: Adam, be reasonable for a change.
Adam Quick: I am going into that courtroom, I'm going to have a jury trial and I'm going to let the whole world know what that chiselin' Graves did to me. If they don't give me a good conduct medal for workin' him over, I'm takin' it to the Supreme Court.
Michael Shayne: All right, we don't blame you for being sore.
Tim Rourke: But staying in jail is no good for you. It's no good for Dusa.
Adam Quick: It's the principal of the thing! Has an artist got any rights or hasn't he? Thoreau went to jail for what he believe in. Mahatma Gandhi went to jail for what he believed in, didn't he? Okay, what's good enough for them is good enough for me.
Tim Rourke: I gather he doesn't share his father's enthusiasm for art.
Claire: His enthusiasms wouldn't interest you, Mr. Rourke. They're unprintable.
Vincent Rinker: Well, if Adam Quick is so good, why isn't he represented by a gallery?
Tim Rourke: Well, Adam isn't the easiest man in the world to get along with, sir.
Vincent Rinker: That gives us one thing in common.
Michael Shayne: [to Lt. Gentry] You know, I learned something from Adam. What you see in a picture depends on the guy who's looking at it.
Michael Shayne: What about Joe Demerest? How are his scruples?
Tim Rourke: Adjustable.
Michael Shayne: Tell him I want to see him right away.
Lucy Carr: And they really did get married?
Michael Shayne: So now Claire's not a cultural adviser, she's a wife. She doesn't advise, she commands.