Smart Money

Nick 'The Barber' Venizelos:
Well, faint heart never won fair lady... or fat turkey.

Nick 'The Barber' Venizelos:
Say, is that my tie?

Jack:
Why, uh... when I got up this morning, I sort of...

Nick 'The Barber' Venizelos:
Yeah, well, why didn't put on that new checkered suit of mine while you were about it?

Jack:
[chuckling] Heh-heh-heh... It didn't fit.

Irene Graham:
Who'll give me a half a dollar for my hand?

Nick 'The Barber' Venizelos:
Uh, I wouldn't give you a nickel for your whole body.

Nick 'The Barber' Venizelos:
[throwing Sport out of the game] Come on! Breeze, and as you go out, take the welcome sign off.

Nick 'The Barber' Venizelos:
[leaving the poker game a winner] Suntan, my hat, my cane, and my gloves. I heard that in a play once. [buttoning and tipping him] Oh, here. Go with that as far as it'll take yuh.

Sundown:
Thank you, suh.

Nick 'The Barber' Venizelos:
[to Sleepy Sam] Well, Nick the Barber gave you a trimmin', hunh? Well, I'll be seein' you boys!

Dist. Atty. Black:
If you were the D.A., how would you tackle him?

Sleepy Sam, earlier mistaken for Hickory Short:
I'd shoot him some night when he was trying to escape from the law.

Dist. Atty. Black:
Don't be silly! Thaat isn't done!

Sleepy Sam, earlier mistaken for Hickory Short:
Well, you know his weakness, don't you?

Dist. Atty. Black:
What?

Sleepy Sam, earlier mistaken for Hickory Short:
Heh, he's nuts for blondes. Yeah, send your wife around. [as he exits the door] He'll go for any old bag!

Nick 'The Barber' Venizelos:
[inquiring at cigar stand] Say, uh, what are those things for?

Marie:
Poker dice.

Nick 'The Barber' Venizelos:
Oh, you gamble with them?

Marie:
Yes, sir, it's a dollar if you lose, and if you win, you get $2 worth of merchandise.

Nick 'The Barber' Venizelos:
[looking at her laciviously] Anything behind the counter?

Marie:
[coyly] Anything in merchandise.

Nick 'The Barber' Venizelos:
Heh, heh, well, you're a cute little package. [he chuckles]