Reporter: Say listen, is he working on a case?
Nora Charles: Yes, yes.
Reporter: What case?
Nora Charles: A case of scotch. Pitch in and help him.
Nick Charles: Say, how did you people happen to pop in here?
Lieutenant John Guild: We hear this is getting to be sort of a meeting place for the Wynant family, so we figured we'll stick around just in case the old boy himself should show up. Then we see this bird sneak in, we decide to come up. And lucky for you we did.
Nick Charles: Yes, I might not have been shot.
Nick Charles: Now how did you ever remember me?
Dorothy: Oh, you used to fascinate me. A real live detective. You used to tell me the most wonderful stories. Were they true?
Nick Charles: Probably not.
Nora Charles: Who is she?
Nick Charles: Oh, darling, I was hoping I wouldn't have to answer that.
Nora Charles: Come on.
Nick Charles: Well, Dorothy is really my daughter. You see, it was spring in Venice and I was so young, I didn't know what I was doing. We're all like that on my father's side.
Nora Charles: By the way, how is your father's side?
Nick Charles: Oh, it's much better, thanks. And yours?
Nora Charles: Take care of yourself.
Nick Charles: Why, sure I will.
Nora Charles: Don't say it like that! Say it as if you meant it.
Nick Charles: Well, I do believe the little woman cares.
Nora Charles: I don't care! It's just that I'm used to you, that's all.
Nora Charles: Gilbert, you've been listening on the extension again.
Gil: Of course, what else is an exension for?
Nora Charles: If that knife's missing, I'll look for it in your back.
Nick Charles: The important thing is the rhythm. Always have rhythm in your shaking. Now a Manhattan you shake to fox-trot time, a Bronx to two-step time, a dry martini you always shake to waltz time.
Nick Charles: Now don't make a move or that dog will tear you to shreds.
Reporter: Why are you in town?
Nick Charles: My wife is on a bender. I'm trying to sober her up.
Tommy: Say, I'm getting out of here.
Nick Charles: No, you stay here.
Tommy: If I stay, I know I'm gonna take a poke at him.
Nick Charles: Then I insist that you stay.
Nora Charles: What's that man doing in my drawers?
Lieutenant John Guild: You got a pistol permit?
Nick Charles: No.
Lieutenant John Guild: Ever heard of the Sullivan Act?
Nora Charles: Oh, that's all right, we're married.
Marion: I don't like crooks. And if I did like 'em, I wouldn't like crooks that are stool pigeons. And if I did like crooks that are stool pigeons, I still wouldn't like you.
Nick Charles: How'd you like Grant's tomb?
Nora Charles: It's lovely. I'm having a copy made for you.
Nora Charles: It's the nicest dinner I ever listened to.
Nora Charles: Waiter, will you serve the nuts? I mean, will you serve the guests the nuts?
Nora Charles: All right! Go ahead! Go on! See if I care! But I thinks it's a dirty trick to bring me all the way to New York just to make a widow of me.
Nick Charles: You wouldn't be a widow long.
Nora Charles: You bet I wouldn't.
Nick Charles: Not with all your money.
Reporter: Well, can't you tell us anything about the case?
Nick Charles: Yes, it's putting me way behind in my drinking.
Nora Charles: You know, that sounds like an interesting case. Why don't you take it?
Nick Charles: I haven't the time. I'm much too busy seeing that you don't lose any of the money I married you for.
