David Sutton: My liver rushes in where angels fear to tread.
Colleoni: You see the gold on them furnitures? Napoleon stayed here with Eugenie.
Pinkie Brown: Who's she?
Colleoni: Oh, some foreign palone.
Marty: And remember, glamour girl, I'll do this on just one condition.
Mrs. Kraft: What's that?
Marty: That you don't make any passes at me when you get me out there. I'm a very shy kid.
Charlie Davis: Get yourself a new boy. I retire.
Roberts: What makes you think you can get away with this?
Charlie Davis: What are you gonna do? Kill me? Everybody dies.
Jeff: Let's go down to the bar. We can cool off while we try to impress each other.
Nick Bianco: What happened? You came here to tell me what happened. Why did you change your mind? Scared of hurting me? Look, Nettie... I'm the kind of guy you can't hurt. It doesn't matter.
Cahill: Mr. Ballentine, you're the defendant in this case, are you not?
Larry Ballentine: I am.
Cahill: Charged with the brutal murder of Verna Carlson.
Larry Ballentine: That's right.
Cahill: Are you willing to describe for the jury - to describe truthfully - the events which led to the placement of that charge?
Larry Ballentine: I certainly am.
Cahill: To the jury, please.