Susan: He was a ladykiller. But don't get any ideas. I ain't no lady.
Police Lt. Joe Warne: I like that alibi. It's round, it's firm, it's fully packed. Only I don't buy it.
Frances Ransom: [to Joe on movie set] Now why don't you hop on your scooter, sonny boy, and blow. I've got to emote!
Police Lt. Joe Warne: How do you know I'm not a detective?
Miss Madison, the dance instructor: Don't be silly! Who ever heard of a detective with his hat off!
Pat: [trying to push through the apartment door] Well, baby, it's been a nice evening.
Frances Ransom: [holding him back] Why not let it stay that way? Good night!
Police Lt. Joe Warne: [waiting inside apartment] That's as good a block as I ever saw. Ever thought of trying out for the Green Bay Packers?
Police Lt. Joe Warne: Tell me, uh, why did you kill him?
Frances Ransom: Which one?
Police Lt. Joe Warne: Keith Vincent.
Frances Ransom: Oh, wasn't he supposed to have killed himself?
Police Lt. Joe Warne: We happen to have a different idea.
Frances Ransom: "We" being a certain inspector of police?
Police Lt. Joe Warne: "We" a certain lieutenant of police.
Frances Ransom: Inspector or lieutenant they mean the same thing to me: wrinkled neck tie, messy clothes, big feet.
Police Lt. Joe Warne: I haven't got such big feet.
Frances Ransom: I wouldn't be interested.
Police Lt. Joe Warne: I suppose not... it'd take somebody like Vincent.
Olsen - Police Photographer: Why can't a pretty girl bump herself once? Gets monotonous making pictures of men all the time!