Charlie Chan: Murder know no law of relativity.
Eddie Chan: Now that I'm here, Pop, uh, what type of murder have we got and how soon do you wish me to produce the murderer?
Charlie Chan: Every time you open your mouth you put in more feet than centipede. Remain here and produce nothing but silence.
Charlie Chan: My boy, if silence is golden, you are bankrupt.
Sheriff Mack: As my grandpa used to say: it's wonderful what doctors know. It's what they don't know that kill you.