Hammett

Hammett:
I want two things. One, I want my story back, it's not much but its what I do. And two, I want to be left alone.

Crystal Ling:
He was good.

Hammett:
He was the best. In his prime.

Hammett:
Have you gone simple? They're not gonna let you walk. You know what you're up against, 1, 200 million dollars, the power, the big seam.

Ryan:
That'll stop a kitten if you're lucky.

Sue Alabama:
It'll stop a tiger if you know how to point it.

Ryan:
At least you didn't hit the money.

Sue Alabama:
I didn't aim at the money.

Sue Alabama:
Give me two hours.

Ryan:
Why?

Sue Alabama:
For old times' sake.

Ryan:
I'll give you one.

Sue Alabama:
Okay, one.

Ryan:
(Voice Over) I didn't give her an hour, of course... I didn't even giver her 15 minutes... They picked her up at the Union Station with a ticket to Chicago in her bag.

The Punk:
You son of a b*tch! I'll strangle you with your own guts!

Hammett:
People lose teeth talking like that.

Samuel Dashiell Hammett:
Why is he tailing me all over town? Does he think I'm pretty or what?

Samuel Dashiell Hammett:
I knew you gone sour, Ryan, but I didn't know you gone simple.

Jimmy Ryan:
Her name wasn't really Sue Alabama... It was Sue something Greek and unpronounceable.

Jimmy Ryan:
She primed him and I went in on the cleanup.

Jimmy Ryan:
Sex was nearly all Sue Alabama ever needed, and she could use it the way some guys use a blackjack.

Jimmy Ryan:
I can't figure him for a cannon. The only thing Pen Pal would ever use is the U.S. Mail... Extortion.

Sue Alabama:
He needed one hand for the money and the other for the gun... He wasn't good enough to handle both.