Mike Hammer: Murder Takes All

Carl Durant:
[after Mike punches Brad in the nose] Drop it, Hammer! Drop it! Drop it. Should've known that you'd be here.

Mike Hammer:
How's Boston, Carl?

Carl Durant:
[as Brad gets back up] Shut up. I want the book.

Mike Hammer:
You're not alone, pal.

Carl Durant:
I'm serious, Hammer. Where's the book?

Mike Hammer:
Why are you so interested in Johnny Roman's diary?

Carl Durant:
Johnny Roman didn't have a diary. I'm talking about the account book.

Mike Hammer:
Account book?

Carl Durant:
Account book, yeah. Where's Helen? Helen! [opens the cabin boat's explosive booby-trap door and screams to his death]

Brad Peters:
Can I ask you a question?

Mike Hammer:
Sure. Why not? You've been doing it since the day I met you.

Brad Peters:
Do you think I'm funny?

Mike Hammer:
I don't know, Brad. I may be the wrong guy to ask. I've haven't smiled in three days.

Brad Peters:
The reason I asked is I've been thinking about changing careers. And I like working for Doctor Durant, but what I really want to do is be a comedian. I just don't know if I can make people laugh. That's all. You know.

Mike Hammer:
You got a point.

Brad Peters:
Want to hear a joke?

Mike Hammer:
No, Brad. I'll stick with the crime.

Brad Peters:
You're not even good comfort. You know that?

Mike Hammer:
Find you own desert, pal.

Brad Peters:
I'm in a lot of trouble because of you. You know. I mean. What was I suppose to do? And why did you level with me? You're working for somebody, aren't you? That's right. You're being paid to get that book.

Mike Hammer:
Maybe I don't like it when people get murdered. I mean. Doesn't anybody do anything anymore without getting paid for it?

Brad Peters:
Not in Las Vegas.

Mike Hammer:
If Leora knew Bundy was cheating, why didn't the casino press charges?

Brad Peters:
I don't know. What are you talking about?

Mike Hammer:
Unless she didn't tell the casino about it. What do you know about Leora?

Brad Peters:
Why are you so interested in Leora or shouldn't I ask?

Mike Hammer:
Somebody was giving orders to Bundy last night. It could have been Leora. Unless it was you, Bradley.

Brad Peters:
You know. I think you are beginning to not like me.

Mike Hammer:
You're still alive, aren't you? Let's go. [he and Brad both step out of the car]

Brad Peters:
[pointing at Bundy's ranch house and laying his right hand on a utility pole] Over there.

Mike Hammer:
Come on. [Brad walks to Bundy's ranch house with him afterwards]

Reggie Diaz:
If I catch you outside this hotel again, you are dead!

Mike Hammer:
Save it for the ring, pal.

Brad Peters:
Wait! I've been looking all over for you. I was backstage last night recognizing that guy you were chasing. His name is Bundy.

Mike Hammer:
Why didn't you tell me that before?

Brad Peters:
I couldn't. Not with Amy around. I know him from his place I used to go to. The Rosy Buttes Ranch. He works there.

Mike Hammer:
What is he? A cowboy?

Brad Peters:
No, he's a bouncer.

Helen Durant:
[to Mike] Will you sleep in my cabin tonight?