Steve McQuinn: Well, permit me to doubt you, pal. I've met your type before. Anybody who goes around swiping government files...
Florio: No no no, not I!
Steve McQuinn: ...and hiding behind a woman's skirts...
Florio: Is there any better place?
Florio: I'm sorry Signor McQuinn. I had to bring back the plates myself - but it is to take me out of the shade so I can be a square again.
Fitzpatrick: You've earned your detective license, Florio. I think we can help you get it.
Steve McQuinn: You mean you made us walk all that way just for that? Well, man, I'd have given you all the credit!
Florio: But I cannot take-a no chances, Signor.
Steve McQuinn: No chance? You trusted me with your girl, didn't you?
Florio: I do not trust you, signor, but I have full trust in Lilliana.
Lilliana: Oh, ho-ho, Carlo!
Steve McQuinn: [to Fitzgerald] Oh, Carlo - an Italian Humphrey Bogart.