Charles Foster Kane: Rosebud.
Tom: What is the Maltese Falcon made of, to make it so special?
Spade: The stuff that dreams are made of.
Johnnie Aysgarth: You thought I was going to kiss you, didn't you?
Lina McLaidlaw Aysgarth: Weren't you?
Johnnie Aysgarth: Of course not. I was merely reaching around you, trying to fix your hair.
Lina McLaidlaw Aysgarth: What's wrong with my hair?
Johnnie Aysgarth: Well, I'm glad you asked me that. It would've been extremely discourteous for me to bring the subject up.
Camille: You boys ready to leave?
Ferdie: I was ready to leave when he put the key in the front door to come in.