Joe: We didn't see anything!
Jerry: We didn't hear anything either!

Joe: What are you worried about? This job is going to last a long time.
Jerry: Well, suppose it doesn't?
Joe: Jerry, boy, why do you have to paint everything so black? Suppose you got hit by a truck. Suppose the stock market crashes. Suppose Mary Pickford divorces Douglas Fairbanks. Suppose the Dodgers leave Brooklyn!
Jerry: [Jerry notices the badge of an undercover agent at a nearby table] Joe...?
Joe: Suppose Lake Michigan overflows.
Jerry: Well, don't look now, but the whole town is underwater!

Charles J. Pendergast: What was he doing with his binoculars in your apartment?!?!?

Caesar Enrico Bandello: I'm going to see Little Arnie tonight. If he's looking for trouble, why, that's what we got the most of.

Sam Spade: I don't mind a reasonable amount of trouble.

Sam Spade: I hope you're not letting yourself be influenced by the guns these pocket-edition desperadoes are waving around, because I've practiced taking guns from these boys before; so we'll have no trouble there.

Jeff Peters: We must storm the place.
Turkey Jackson: You storm. I'll stay here and drizzle.

Jeff Peters: Orville, where are you?
Turkey Jackson: Right over here, behind these goosepimples.

Jerry Morgan: Listen, if this keeps up you'll get us kicked out of Switzerland.

Dreyfus: Fran?ois would you please call for a doctor.
Francois: Are you ill?
Dreyfus: I seem to have stabbed myself with the letter opener.