Myrtle: I'll be seein' ya around. Don't do anything while I'm gone that you couldn't do on a bicycle.

Mitch McKane: What's the hurry? Surprised to see me?
Harry Delano: Why Mitch, you old son of a gun. How are ya? It makes it seem like old times to see you around here. Glad to see ya.
Mitch McKane: Yeah, I'll bet you are.
Harry Delano: Uh, Buck said you wanna see me about something?
Mitch McKane: Yeah.
Harry Delano: Well it it's about Buck's joint, I just fixed up the old lady.
Mitch McKane: I ain't worried about the joint, you dirty double-crossing little rat.
Harry Delano: Why, what's the matter?
Mitch McKane: You know what's the matter. Fred's been peddling my hooch and you're in with them. And you brought in with money that you got from me!
Harry Delano: Oh, it's a lie. I ain't had nothing to do with Freddy.
Mitch McKane: No? Well, I got it straight, and I'm putting the finger on you now.
Harry Delano: No, Mitch. I'm honest, I didn't.
Mitch McKane: Something's gonna happen to you.
Harry Delano: No, no, Mitch.
Mitch McKane: Nobody's gonna peddle hooch around this part but me.
Harry Delano: No, but I'm warning you. I got a gun too.
Mitch McKane: Yeah, but you dirty little...
Harry Delano: Please don't, I'm asking you. Please don't, I'm telling you now. I'm asking you...