Dick Tracy

Big Boy Caprice:
Around me, if a girl don't wear fur, she don't wear nuttin'.

Breathless Mahoney:
Well, I look good both ways.

Big Boy Caprice:
You get behind me, we all profit; you challenge me, we all go down! There was one Napoleon, one Washington, one me!

Dick Tracy:
I'm on duty.

Breathless Mahoney:
What's your day off?

Dick Tracy:
Sunday.

Breathless Mahoney:
It's a big world... must be Sunday somewhere.

Breathless Mahoney:
Aren't you gonna frisk me?

Dick Tracy:
No grief for Lips?

Breathless Mahoney:
I'm wearing black underwear.

Dick Tracy:
You know, it's legal for me to take you down to the station and sweat it out of you under the light.

Breathless Mahoney:
I sweat a lot better in the dark.

Big Boy Caprice:
All right, that's enough. I want this no-face character dead and I want Tracy dead. What's the matter, you bums forgotten how to kill people? Have you no sense of pride in what you do? No sense of duty, no sense of destiny? I'm looking for generals; what have I got? Foot soldiers! I want Dick Tracy dead!

Big Boy Caprice:
Wait a minute! Wait. Wait. I'm having a thought. Oh yes. Oh yes. I'm going to have a thought. It's coming. It's coming... It's gone.

Breathless Mahoney:
I know how you feel. You don't know if you want to hit me or kiss me. I get a lot of that.

Flattop:
Hey copper, maybe you ought to look before you leap. We've got rights.

Dick Tracy:
Take the bad men away. They frighten me.

Dick Tracy:
Tess, you're the greatest.

Big Boy Caprice:
Dick, Dick, I want to... I want to... crush your little head! No! No! I didn't mean that! I'm sorry!

Big Boy Caprice:
Don't tell me about my boys messing up the Tracy rub-out. They were being tested, they flunked. Now they're just flunkies, like you! I don't care if Tracy puts one and one together, you're still working for me. You're on my side. You're not out! You're NOT out! Whey you are dead, then you are out! You are mine, I own you!

Big Boy Caprice:
You know, Dick. You mind if I call you "Dick"? My associates here would very much like to see you have a little accident. But I tell 'em, no. I'll take care of Tracy myself, I tell 'em. You know why? I want you on my side! (takes out a wad of cash) And let me tell you what my side is. My side is a lifetime of action and adventure with no clock to punch. It's treating that gal of yours 100%. She should be treated like a princess. Protected like a baby.

Dick Tracy:
You gonna put ALL that money down there?

Big Boy Caprice:
Fifteen thousand clams. It's a deal. Welcome to new waters, Dick! We're gonna run one hell of a ship with you aboard. There's a big world up there, and it's up for sale. All of it. All we gotta do is to make sure that the people know I'm the one big enough to run it.

Dick Tracy:
And that you are guilty of attempting to bribe an officer of the law.

Big Boy Caprice:
You dumb dick!

Big Boy Caprice:
Look what you did to your pretty tuxedo.

Big Boy Caprice:
No pals in this business, Lips. You taught me that.

Big Boy Caprice:
You're dirty, Lips. You need a bath.

Big Boy Caprice:
I know and I'm gonna miss you but all's fair in love and business. Benjamin Franklin.

Itchy:
Thirty seconds, no more Dick! Thirty seconds, no more Dick!

Pruneface:
I'm taking this bum out of the headlines... I'm rubbing him out!

Dick Tracy:
Is the enemy of my enemy my friend, or is the enemy of my enemy my enemy?

Pat Patton:
Tracy, what'd you say?

Dick Tracy:
The enemy of my enemy is my enemy.

Pat Patton:
What'd he say?

Sam Catchem:
He said the enemy of his enemy is his enemy.

Pat Patton:
Oh.

[Wheelhouse of drawbridge. Big Boy has forced Lips Manlis into a steel box and is pouring wet concrete into it]

Big Boy Caprice:
Oh look Lips, you dirtied your pretty tuxedo. Looks like you need a bath!

Lips Manlis:
The "Bath"?! Not "the bath", Big Boy, not "the bath"!

Big Boy Caprice:
It was great working for you but now it is time to retire.

Lips Manlis:
Ain't we pals, Big Boy? Ain't we pals?

Big Boy Caprice:
There are no pals in this business, Lips, you taught me that! I hate to do this, and I'm gonna miss you, but all is fair in love and business - Benjamin Franklin.

[Big Boy's hoods seal box and open trap door]

Lips Manlis:
NO!

[They drop the crate into the water below]

Big Boy Caprice:
All right, put the word out! Lips' territory is my territory now. Anyone who was working for him, is working for me. Everything he owns, I own!

Kid:
I don't like dames.

Tess:
Good. Me neither.

Breathless Mahoney:
Thanks for calling. I was beginning to wonder what a girl had to do to get arrested.

Dick:
Wearing that dress is a step in the right direction.

Breathless:
Are you going to make a move or do I have to do everything?

Dick:
I'm on duty.

Breathless:
When's your day off?

Dick:
Sunday.

Breathless:
It's a big world. It must be Sunday somewhere.

[Tracy residence. Knock on door]

Dick Tracy:
Who is it?

Offstage voice:
Mr. Tracy, this is Mrs. Snide from the orphanage. We need to speak to you about the runaway you have been harboring.

Dick Tracy:
I did not hear anything from the orphanage about this.

[Tracy opens door to be greeted by Shoulders, Flattop and Itchy, who are ready to pounce on him]

88 Keys:
The girls are tired. We've been going all night. It's 2 a.m.

Big Boy Caprice:
It's 2 a.m.? I'm about to turn this dump into the best place of a new era in entertainment, you're telling me it's 2 a.m.?

[smashes 88 Keys' the lid of the piano on 88 Keys' fingers]

Big Boy Caprice:
PLAY THE PIANO!

Breathless Mahoney:
Hey! That was a silly thing to do. He's the best piano player in town.

Big Boy Caprice:
Shut up! Come here. Next time, I take his fingers and I turn them into pretzels. I just might do the same thing to your face.

[He slaps her. Terrified, 88 Keys starts playing again]

Big Boy Caprice:
See? He's playing better already.

Dick Tracy:
Mumbles, do you care to go over that again?

Ceramic bear that pours water, Tracy removes head to reveal a hidden tape recorder

Recorder:
Rigwoydidit...rewinds...Wig woy idit...rewinds again...Big Boy did it.

[Tracy departs interrogation room]

Mumbles:
W-w-wait!

Tracy turns around

Mumbles:
88 Keys, the piano man, set you up. Big Boy paid him to get you out of the way.

[Tracy gets a call]

Tess Trueheart:
Well, what are you waitin' for? A nice, safe desk?

Dick Tracy:
Tess? [tosses her a wedding ring] You're one in a million.

Kid:
This is amazing, Tracy! What are you waitin' for? Come on, let's go! Come on, Metropolitan Bank! Come on, step on it! You know somethin', Tracy? I kind of like that dame.

Dick Tracy:
Tess, you're one in a million.

Dick Tracy:
Take the bad men away. They scare me.

Big Boy Caprice:
Because I have a vision. A big boss must have a vision. We gotta town with thousands of small stores and businesses. People are working real hard. I think they should be working real hard. For us. Because we are for the people. "And if you ain't for the people, you can't buy the people." Lincoln.

Big Boy Caprice:
There was one Napoleon...one Washington...one me!

Big Boy Caprice:
Don't move! Not if you want to stay alive. A woman, a woman, a woman! I've been humiliated by a woman. The way I see it—and Plato agrees with me—is that there is what is, and then there is what we would like it to be. But that's not important. What's important is the future; it's planning ahead. "A man without a plan is not a man." Nietzsche. Wait a minute. Wait. I'm having a thought. Oh, yes. Oh, yes. I'm gonna have a thought. It's coming. It's gone. We must rise above the tide, take that journey, that journey into that faraway land...a land that just waits. It waits by the track where the train of destiny must run... run into the future, breaking the shackles of the past. Forget the past. Forget the past. Our limitations are our shackles. Put them behind you forever. Put them behind you forever, Tess. Can't you see I love you?

Breathless Mahoney:
[last words] You were right, Tracy. I couldn't pull the trigger. [Dick Tracy: It was a good plan, Breathless. You almost pulled it off. The city would've been yours.] Yeah. You were my only mistake. Tell me the truth. Could it ever have happened between us? [she gives Dick Tracy one last kiss before succumbing to her wounds and dying]

Flattop:
I guess that's the end of Dick!

Kid / Dick Tracy Jr.:
When do we eat?

Mrs. Trueheart:
You have to understand Tess, that Dick Tracy is a hard man on himself. He could get elected President of the United States and complain that he was relegated to a desk job.

Flattop:
[shooting a wall with a machine gun]: EAT LEAD TRACY.