Edie Johnson: It's none of your business what I do. It's a respectable job and I pay my own way.
Dr. Dan Wharton: And you are not living in Beaver Canal anymore?
Edie Johnson: Yeah I've come up in the world. I used to live in a sewer and now I live in a swamp. All those babes do it in the movies. By now I ought to be married to the governor and paying blackmail so he don't find out I once lived in Beaver Canal.
Mrs. Kraft: You're the coldest iceberg of a woman I ever saw, and the rottenest inside. I've seen plenty, too. I wouldn't trade places with you if they sliced me into little pieces.
Lady Margaret Carstairs: I shall report you both to Scotland Yard.
Inspector Lestrade: ...But I am Scotland Yard.
Mr. Wilson: Well, who but a Nazi would deny that Karl Marx was a German because he was a Jew?
Lina McLaidlaw Aysgarth: When he enticed his victim across the footbridge, knowing that the bridge has been sawn through.
Isobel Sedbusk: He also knew that his victim couldn't swim. Don't forget that.
Lina McLaidlaw Aysgarth: Well, what I want to know is this. Would you call that an actual murder?
Isobel Sedbusk: Well, from a moral standpoint there's no question at all. It is murder.
Philip Marlowe: That's what happens when you let a cop go to college. He gets too smart.
Nick Benko: Don't fight it, Eddie! What are you trying to do, hold onto your self-respect? Did your self-respect help you hold your job? Did your self-respect give you a new column?
Tommy Udo: I wouldn't give you the skin off a grape.