Body Heat

Ned:
Maybe you shouldn't dress like that.

Matty:
This is a blouse and a skirt. I don't know what you're talking about.

Ned:
You shouldn't wear that body.

Judge:
Mr. Racine, the next time you come into my courtroom I hope you've got either a better defense, or a better class of client.

Peter:
I think I've underestimated you Ned. I don't know why it took me so long. You've started using your incompetence as a weapon.

Ned:
My defense was evolving. You guys got scared.

Ned:
You can stand here with me if you want but you'll have to agree not to talk about the heat.

Matty:
I'm a married woman.

Ned:
Meaning what?

Matty:
Meaning I'm not looking for company.

Ned:
Then you should have said I'm a happily married woman.

Ned:
Can I buy you a drink?

Matty:
I told you. I've got a husband.

Ned:
I'll buy him one too.

Matty:
He's out of town.

Ned:
My favorite kind. We'll drink to him.

Matty:
Only comes up on weekends.

Ned:
I'm liking him better all the time.

Ned:
You better take me up on this quick. In about 45 minutes, I'm going to give up and go away.

Ned:
I need someone to take care of me, someone to rub my tired muscles, smooth out my sheets.

Matty:
Get married.

Ned:
I just need it for tonight.

Matty:
Would you get me a paper towel or something? Dip it in some cold water.

Ned:
Right away. I'll even wipe if off for you.

Matty:
You don't want to lick it?

Matty:
What are you doing in Pine Haven?

Ned:
I'm no yokel, I was all the way to Miami once.

Matty:
Well some men, once they get a whiff of it, they trail you like a hound.

Matty:
My temperature runs a couple of degrees high, around a hundred. I don't mind. It's the engine or something.

Ned:
Maybe you need a tune up.

Matty:
Don't tell me. You have just the right tool.

Ned:
Sometimes the sh*t comes down so heavy I feel like I should wear a hat.

Ned:
I like this place; it's got a nice feel.

Matty:
You were on top.

Ned:
So it could use a better mattress. See to it will you.

Matty:
Yes sir.

Oscar:
Whatcha got for pie today Stella?

Stella:
I got cherry, cherry and cherry.

Oscar:
Well, what do you recommend?

Stella:
I like the cherry.

Oscar:
Bring it on.

Peter:
I'm really disappointed in you Racine. I've been living vicariously off of you for years. You shut up on me now, all I have is my wife.

Ned:
How's the cop business Oscar?

Oscar:
Real good. Always starts hopping in weather like this. When it gets this hot people try to kill each other.

Peter:
Assistant County Prosecutor is not the end of the line for me.

Ned:
No, no. Someday, Deputy County Prosecutor.

Ned:
Hey lady, ya wanna f***?

Mary Ann:
Gee, I don't know. Maybe. This sure is a friendly town.

Matty:
Ned, this Mary Ann.

Mary Ann:
We were just meeting. Ned made me feel very welcome.

Matty:
You're not too smart, are you? I like that in a man.

Ned:
What else do you like? Lazy? Ugly? Horny? I've got 'em all.

Matty:
You don't look lazy.

Ned:
You can stand here with me if you want but you'll have to agree not to talk about the heat.

Matty:
I'm a married woman.

Ned:
Meaning what?

Matty:
Meaning I'm not looking for company.

Ned:
Then you should have said I'm a happily married woman.

Ned:
Can I buy you a drink?

Matty:
I told you. I've got a husband.

Ned:
I'll buy him one too.

Matty:
He's out of town.

Ned:
My favorite kind. We'll drink to him.

Matty:
Only comes up on weekends.

Ned:
I'm liking him better all the time.

Ned:
Hey lady, ya wanna f***?

Mary Ann:
Gee, I don't know. Maybe. This sure is a friendly town.

Matty:
Ned, this Mary Ann.

Mary Ann:
We were just meeting. Ned made me feel very welcome.

Walker's Lawyer:
Would anyone mind if I smoke?

[Everyone except Lowenstein lights up. Someone offers him a cigarette]

Lowenstein:
No, I don't need my own. I'll just breathe the air.

Lowenstein:
Ned, someday your dick is going to lead you into a very big hassle. That lady may have just killed her husband.

Ned:
She's not going to inherit anything by killing me. Besides, maybe she'll try to f*** me to death. [He smiles sadly]

Teddy Lewis:
I got a serious question for you: What the f*** are you doing? This is not sh*t for you to be messin' with. Are you ready to hear something? I want you to see if this sounds familiar: any time you try a decent crime, you got fifty ways you're gonna f*** up. If you think of twenty-five of them, then you're a genius... and you ain't no genius. You remember who told me that?