The Trap

Charlie Chan:
Best laid plans of mice and men sometimes, uh, go a little bit haywire, huh?

Adelaide Brandt:
Oh, it does not matter. We have lived through so much; we will overcome this. I live with you in jail, in hovels. I even live with you in pork pies.

Doc Brandt:
[laughs] It's pig sties, honey.

Adelaide Brandt:
Oh, what's the difference?

Miss Weebles, the Housekeeper:
Drink is the root of all evil.

Cole King, Impresario:
Daniels, don't stare that way! You look like a vulture!

Rick Daniels:
Ahhh. This'd be Mrs. Pedals, eh?

Mrs. Weebles, the Housekeeper:
Mrs. Weebles.

Cole King, Impresario:
No banter, Daniels.

Rick Daniels:
Well, cheer up. Youth and beauty have arrived and brilliant wit. The old house will re-echo to music and laughter.

[Rick and Cole exit]

Mrs. Weebles, the Housekeeper:
[tutting after them in disgust] Show people!

Ruby:
You can't quarrel with a lapdog.

Mrs. Weebles, the Housekeeper:
[serving a barbecued sausage] The root of evil.

Madge Mudge:
You said it. Lots of evil has come out of the sea - the whirl for instance.

Mrs. Weebles, the Housekeeper:
Liquor is the root; crime the stem and branches.

Ruby:
[disrespectfully] And what's the fruit?

Birmingham Brown:
Jimmy's just gotten murdered. I just got it over the telephone.

Charlie Chan:
What? Where? Where call come from?

Birmingham Brown:
Uh, uh, 126 Malibu Drive. There's a whole lot of girls there and say they just got murdered.

Charlie Chan:
Suicides do not garrote themselves by trying granny knot at back of neck.

Cole King, Impresario:
How do you expect to get co-orperation from one you so obviously and wrongly accuse?

Charlie Chan:
She may have overheard something of importance, but I will question her later.