Where the Sidewalk Ends

Det. Sgt. Mark Dixon:
Maybe I'd better show you my hand, dream boy.

[to Detective Dixon]

Insp. Nicholas Foley:
Your job is to detect criminals, not to punish them.

Morgan Taylor:
I'll fix your head.

Det. Sgt. Mark Dixon:
I suggest you use an axe.

Morgan Taylor:
It's a wonderful day. No job. Everybody against me. My poor dad sitting in a cell... and it's a wonderful day. Isn't that amazing?

[speaking to Dixon]

Tommy Scalise:
That's a fancy way of trying to frame somebody- getting yourself knocked off. A guy's gotta be outta his head for that. I didn't know a guy could hate that much. Not even you.

Martha, Owner of Martha's Cafe:
You know, I like places like this that specialize in good food instead of headwaiters.

Det. Sgt. Mark Dixon:
It's the worst food in town, but don't worry. They usually serve a stomach pump with the dessert.

Martha, Owner of Martha's Cafe:
Who invited you to come to my restaurant, Mr. Detective? Not me!

Det. Sgt. Mark Dixon:
Martha's the head of a ring of burglars. My presence makes her nervous.

Martha, Owner of Martha's Cafe:
Yeah, last night we got a whole basketful of diamonds. You wanna see?

Det. Sgt. Mark Dixon:
Bring us two of your dangerous dinners, Martha.

Martha, Owner of Martha's Cafe:
You know how much I've been offered to poison this man?

Det. Sgt. Mark Dixon:
Ten dollars.

Martha, Owner of Martha's Cafe:
That's right. I'm holding out for fifteen. Two dinners. Do you want wine?

Det. Sgt. Mark Dixon:
Bring a small bottle.

Martha, Owner of Martha's Cafe:
Huh! Same old cheapskate!

Morgan Taylor:
[after Martha leaves] She adores you, doesn't she?

Martha, Owner of Martha's Cafe:
She ought to. I sent her husband up.

Morgan Taylor:
Was he really a burglar?

Det. Sgt. Mark Dixon:
Wife beater.

Det. Sgt. Mark Dixon:
[having his bruises attended] Innocent people can get into terrible jams too. [groans] One false move and you're over your head.

Insp. Nicholas Foley:
[to a beaten-up Dixon] Look at ya! You're all bummed up like a barrelhouse vag!

Det. Sgt. Mark Dixon:
Where the devil am I? I keep coming and going.

Mrs. Tribaum, Paine's Landlady:
When you get old like me, you don't care what time it is.

Morgan Taylor:
What did they hit you with?

Det. Sgt. Mark Dixon:
Various objects.

Martha, Owner of Martha's Cafe:
You don't know how to make love, so I'm makin' love for you.