Rupert Cadell: You're quite a good chicken strangler as I recall.
Alfred Kralik: There might be a lot we don't know about each other. You know, people seldom go to the trouble of scratching the surface of things to find the inner truth.
Klara Novak (Miss Novak): Well I really wouldn't care to scratch your surface, Mr. Kralik, because I know exactly what I'd find. Instead of a heart, a hand-bag. Instead of a soul, a suitcase. And instead of an intellect, a cigarette lighter... which doesn't work.
Klara Novak (Miss Novak): All my knowledge came from books, and I'd just finished a novel about a glamorous French actress from the Comedie Francaise. That's the theater in France. When she wanted to arouse a man's interest, she treated him like a dog.
Alfred Kralik: Yes, well, you treated me like a dog.
Klara Novak (Miss Novak): Yes, but instead of licking my hand, you barked.
Alfred Kralik: Flora, take a letter. Ah... To whom it may concern. Mr. Vadas has been in the employ of Matuschek and Company for the last two years, during which he has been very efficient as a stool pigeon, a troublemaker, and a rat.
Ferenc Vadas: Now look here.
Alfred Kralik: And if he doesn't clear out of here he's going to get a punch in the nose! Yours very truly, Alfred Kralik, Manager, Matuschek and Company.
Alfred Kralik: Now if I were a girl and had to choose between a young good-for-nothing with plenty of hair and a good, solid, mature citizen, I'd pick Mathias Popkin every time.
Lt. Col. Robert 'Dutch' Holland: You got any kids?
Sgt. Bible: Yep, two. One on the ramp, one in the hangar.
Monty Stratton: Honey, do you know there's a tailor in Chicago that gives a suit of clothes away to any ballplayer that hits the scoreboard in center field? As of yesterday the New York Yankees are the best dressed team in baseball.
Monty Stratton: Nah, I'm through gambling. Well, I found out what it's like to lose, and what it's like to win. Why keep at it?
Monty Stratton: Boy, I took so many dancing lessons through the season, it's a wonder I've even got strength enough to pitch.
Monty Stratton: Look at that road! I used to do ten miles on that road like it was nothin' - just to pitch a game! Now I can hardly reach it, let alone walk on it.
Scottie: What's this doohickey?
Midge: It's a brassiere! You know about those things, you're a big boy now.
Scottie: I've never run across one like that.
Midge: It's brand new. Revolutionary up-lift: No shoulder straps, no back straps, but it does everything a brassiere should do. Works on the principle of the cantilevered bridge.
Scottie: It does?
Midge: An aircraft engineer down the peninsula designed it; he worked it out in his spare time.
Scottie: Kind of a hobby, a do-it-yourself kind of thing!
Scottie: You shouldn't keep souvenirs of a killing. You shouldn't have been that sentimental.
Scottie: One final thing I have to do... And then I'll be free of the past.
Wyatt Earp: That's Dutch Henry Brown. I thought you said you didn't know him.
Lin McAdam: I said I didn't recall the name.
Sgt. Wilkes: You're a man after my stamp. Wish we'd have had you with us at Bull Run. We might not have run so fast.
Lin McAdam: Well, I wanna tell you somethin'. I was with you at Bull Run. So was High Spade.
High Spade: Only we was on the other side.
High Spade: You're about ready to fall out of the saddle. Why don't we rest up a little?
Lin McAdam: I'm not that tired.
High Spade: Four or five hours ain't gonna make any difference. We have been chasin' since... since I can't remember.
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