Ellen Bailey: You look different... bigger.
Jim Larsen: Well, maybe it's the gun. It would make anyone look bigger.


--Fred MacMurray (as Jim Larsen aka Ray Kincaid) in Face of a Fugitive

Mark Riley: I never did thank you. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have gotten married.
Jim Larsen: As long as you're thankin' me and not blamin' me, you're welcome.


--Fred MacMurray (as Jim Larsen aka Ray Kincaid) in Face of a Fugitive

Reed Williams: Mister, you're butting into something that doesn't concern you. Either you're extra good with that gun, or you're bluffing.
Jim Larsen: All you gotta do is figure out which it is.


--Fred MacMurray (as Jim Larsen aka Ray Kincaid) in Face of a Fugitive

Charlie Hayes: What's the sentence going to be?
Judge James Edward Scott: The court convenes at eleven at the church. Get there early if you want a seat.
Howard Hayes: I want to know now.
Judge James Edward Scott: Well, what you want and what you get are not one and the same.


--Fred MacMurray (as ) in Day of the Bad Man

Hoodoo Henderson: We're doin' pretty good for three weeks, huh Lem?
Lemuel Siddons: We sure are, Hoodoo. Just about the whole troop can count up to "fo-uh".


--Fred MacMurray (as Lemuel Siddons) in Follow Me, Boys!

Phyllis: Do you make your own breakfast, Mr Neff?
Walter Neff: Well, I squeeze a grapefruit now and again.


--Fred MacMurray (as Walter Neff) in Double Indemnity

Phyllis: I think you're rotten.
Walter Neff: I think you're swell - so long as I'm not your husband.
Phyllis: Get out of here.
Walter Neff: You bet I'll get out of here, baby. I'll get out of here but quick.


--Fred MacMurray (as Walter Neff) in Double Indemnity

Phyllis: I was just fixing some ice tea; would you like a glass?
Walter Neff: Yeah, unless you got a bottle of beer that's not working.


--Fred MacMurray (as Walter Neff) in Double Indemnity

Phyllis: I'm a native Californian. Born right here in Los Angeles.
Walter Neff: They say all native Californians come from Iowa.


--Fred MacMurray (as Walter Neff) in Double Indemnity

Phyllis: Mr. Neff, why don't you drop by tomorrow evening about eight-thirty. He'll be in then.
Walter Neff: Who?
Phyllis: My husband. You were anxious to talk to him weren't you?
Walter Neff: Yeah, I was, but I'm sort of getting over the idea, if you know what I mean.
Phyllis: There's a speed limit in this state, Mr. Neff. Forty-five miles an hour.
Walter Neff: How fast was I going, officer?
Phyllis: I'd say around ninety.
Walter Neff: Suppose you get down off your motorcycle and give me a ticket.
Phyllis: Suppose I let you off with a warning this time.
Walter Neff: Suppose it doesn't take.
Phyllis: Suppose I have to whack you over the knuckles.
Walter Neff: Suppose I bust out crying and put my head on your shoulder.
Phyllis: Suppose you try putting it on my husband's shoulder.
Walter Neff: That tears it.


--Fred MacMurray (as Walter Neff) in Double Indemnity