It almost breaks my heart. My beloved country. It had something to express, even when it made this chair.
The ashtray, the remote control, the paddle game, and this magazine, and the chair.
There are too many clues in this room!
Being a private eye may not be much, but we do have a code of honor.
Your honor, your honor.
How do you do your honor. I am here to convict a beautiful woman of murder in the first degree, homicide in the second degree, and suicide in the third degree. Let me know when I get to seventy degrees. Are you with me? Here’s a dollar on account. I would explain this case but what’s the use. He wouldn’t understand it, you wouldn’t understand it, and I wouldn’t understand it. I am certainly glad to before a Judge whose hand has never been tainted by the lure of gold. A man who is not only unbiased and unemotional but is practically unconscious. Judge, you have no idea how you look. Prisoner to the bar.
“Is this the office of the eminent attorney Perry Mason or an insane asylum?”
“Sometimes I wonder.”
Well, I’ve wrestled with reality for 35 years, Doctor, and I’m happy to state I finally won out over it.
Reality is a state of mind.
You mind if we dance with your dates?
… leaving! What a good idea!
Okay, then.
You’d better beat it; I hear they’re gonna tear you down and put up an office building where you’re standing. You can leave in a taxi. If you can’t get a taxi, you can leave in a huff. If that’s too soon, you can leave in a minute and a huff.
And then you go off somewhere, I don’t know, Europe, the East, some damn place lookin’ for somebody else to save. What’s that got to do with me?
What in heaven’s name brought you to Casablanca?
Rolls-Royce Phantom II. 4.3 litre, 30 horsepower, six cylinder engine, with Stromberg Downdraft carburetor. Can go from zero to 100 kilometres an hour in 12.5 seconds. And I even like the color!
Burgundy. Please, God, tell me I have not inspired something burgundy.
Does it come in black?
Lettie, take an editorial! “To the women of America…!” No, make it to the women everywhere. “Banish the black, burn the blue, and bury the beige. From now on, girls, think pink!”
I wouldn’t be seen green.