Lady Killer

Myra Gale:
[preparing to pour a drink for Dan] How much?

Dan Quigley:
Oh, about two ounces,one for each kidney.

Myra Gale:
[handing him the drink] Here. Oh, uh, chaser?

Dan Quigley:
Always have been. [they laugh] Funny fella.

Spade Maddock:
[admiring an 8 x 10 of Lois Underwood] Friend a yours? You been rubbing noses with all the big shots in the picture business.

Dan Quigley:
[chuckling] We'll call it noses if you like.

Spade Maddock:
[discussing diamond-studded Mrs. Marley at the gang's speakeasy] C'mere - take a gander at her.

Dan Quigley:
[eyeing her through a peephole] Did you say "gander?" I wonder how she'd go for a goose.

Lois Underwood:
How long have you been in the business?

Dan Quigley:
Four days... which just about makes me a supervisor.

Dan Quigley:
[to Lois Underwood] Well... you're certainly changing my idea of what movie stars were like. I always thought they were sort of, well, you know, high hat.

Myra Gale:
Hey, what about we go to Florida?

Dan Quigley:
Uh-uh. Too many hurricanes, blow you right out of bed. Wake up in the morning and find a boat in your lap.

Movie Patron:
[Looking at a Movie Poster] Tommy, Edward G. Robinson in a Dark Ha-zard.

Slug - Movie Patron:
Well, you gotta get a load of that guy!

Movie Patron:
Yeah, he's not bad.

Movie Patron:
[Entering a movie theater] Hey, you got a Mickey Mouse on the bill today?

Dan Quigley:
No, not today.

Slug - Movie Patron:
[Disappointed] What? No, Mickey Mouse?

Dan Quigley:
No, no Mickey Mouse.

Slug - Movie Patron:
Why?

Dan Quigley:
Because he's makin' a personal appearance in Jersey City.

Slug - Movie Patron:
Oh, you're trying to kid somebody, heh?

Movie Patron:
Come on, Slug, let's get our dough back.

Dan Quigley:
Oh, I'm sorry, Madame. But, you can't the dog inside.

Fido's Owner:
But Fido wouldn't make the least bit of trouble.

Dan Quigley:
I"m sorry, but, its against the rules, Madame.

Fido's Owner:
I don't understand, I'm not a Madame!

Dan Quigley:
Well, I wouldn't know about that.

Myra Gale:
[Answering the door] What is it?

Dan Quigley:
Yeah, you're the doll.

Spade Maddock:
Oh, I beg your pardon. I didn't know you had company.

Myra Gale:
Oh, that's alright. I lost my purse and this gentleman returned it. Oh, eh, what, what'd you say your name was?

Dan Quigley:
Well, I guess I can tell it here. Dan Quigley.

Spade Maddock:
Irish?

Dan Quigley:
That's the rumor.

Spade Maddock:
Well, how did it go?

Dr. Crane:
Duck soup!

Duke:
What's the matter? You gettin' yellow?

Dan Quigley:
No, getting smart.

Duke:
Well, what are you squawkin' about? Pete and Smiley and I take all the chances, while you lay around waitin' for somethin' to happen... lady fingers.

Charlie - the Fence:
I'm takin' an awful chance. If the bulls ever hook me up with you guys, I'm sunk.

Dan Quigley:
That mug's been walkin' up-and-down outside of here for the past five minutes. Looks like a copper to me.

Myra Gale:
He couldn't be a copper, his feet aren't flat enough. Besides, who knows we're in Chicago?

Dan Quigley:
There's always the telegraph, dumbbell.

Myra Gale:
You can't get out of this country without paying your income tax.

Dan Quigley:
Hmm, that income tax. I wish I had a piece of that racket.

Dan Quigley:
Heh, California. [Reading travel brochure] Land of Eternal Sunshine. Ideal climate year round. No fog. No rain. Let's go out there and get sunburned.

Myra Gale:
Let's see what else they've got. [Takes brochure] Aw-ha! Sunkist oranges, lemons, prunes, figs... grapefruit. [Looks concerned]

Dan Quigley:
Oh, wait a minute, wait a minute.

Spade Maddock:
Now listen, Sugar, I've never steered you wrong before.

Spade Maddock:
Now, listen kid, we can take that money and go down to Mexico City and have a swell time. No cops. No worries. Just you and me lappin' up good liquor all the time. Going to bullfights. We might even take a trip to South America if we get tired of the tamales. What do you say?

Dan Quigley:
[Talking on the phone] Hello. Is that you Myra? Yeah, I'm still in the can. Yeah, they're holding me on some kind of trumped up larceny charge. Well, listen, I've got a mouthpiece here who can spring me if I can put up bond. Yeah. Five grand. Yes, it's going to take five grand. Oh, listen, you hop in a cab and bring that dough down here, will ya?

Spade Maddock:
Oh, you're off your nut. You take my advice and stay away from that guy.

Dan Quigley:
[Walking into an actor's trailer at a movie set] Oh, I beg your pardon. May I come in?

Dan Quigley:
[Lying on a bed, dressed as an Indian] Yeah. Sure. Sure. Come right in, honey, come right in. Park it any place.

Lois Underwood:
I, eh, hope I'm not intruding.

Dan Quigley:
No, no, not at all. You working in this horse opera too?

Lois Underwood:
Uh-huh. What are you made up for?

Dan Quigley:
Big Chief Es Tut Mir Veh im Tuchas.

Lois Underwood:
Ha-ha. What language is that?

Dan Quigley:
Sioux.

Lois Underwood:
Sioux?

Dan Quigley:
Yeah, sue you for anything.

Myra Gale:
Say, I think you better start bein' nice to Momma.

Director Williams:
We're looking for types, new faces, tough guys for a gangster picture. Do you want a job?

Dan Quigley:
Doin' what?

Director Williams:
Acting in pictures.

Dan Quigley:
Who are tryin' to rib?

Director Williams:
Do you want it or don't ya?

Dan Quigley:
What's in it?

Director Williams:
Three bucks a day and a box lunch.

Dan Quigley:
I'm on.

O'Brien - Los Angeles Police Chief:
What are you gonna do when you walk out of here? Got any money?

Dan Quigley:
On, I'm alright. Besides I've got a job promised.

O'Brien - Los Angeles Police Chief:
I'll give you just 48 hours to get that job. And if you haven't got one by that time, you better get out of town.

Detective Conroy:
Yeah, and if you're picked up on the street, after that, we'll run you in as a vag [vagrant] . That'll mean 30 days in the tank. Now, you got your tip, so run along.