Miracles for Sale (1939)
Dad Morgan: [to Duvallo] New York is the only town I've ever been in that you could learn to hate in a day.
Dad Morgan: [indicating the sign on his son's shop, "Miracles for Sale"] Well, if you wanted to go into business, why didn't you open a butcher shop? Now, selling meat's a business, but, selling miracles - that's monkey business.
Dad Morgan: [in his son's shop: looking at a stage prop skull which moves its jaws up and down] You must've been a woman. You know you're dead, but you're still trying to talk.
Dad Morgan: Who drew all those funny marks on the floor?
Michael Morgan: Ghosts.
Dad Morgan: What?
Michael Morgan: Ghosts!
Dad Morgan: Ooh... I thought you said "goats." Well, how comes that you don't know that Siberian dungeon trick, and Duvallo does? He can't be very smart - he was born in New York...
Michael Morgan: You'd like my father. He thinks everybody in New York oughta' be shot - and he's dying to start the movement.
Inspector Gavigan: [exasperated] Aw, why can't I draw a nice, clean axe-murderer up in the Bronx!
Quinn: [a dead body at the crime scene has suddenly disappeared] Fine police department we are: even dead guys disappear on us. I don't like this magic stuff!
Inspector Gavigan: Don't let anything funny happen, because if you do, I'm gonna' say a few magic words over you and your JOB will disappear!