- Anna Wolff: [offering a drink] Would you care for something to warm you up?
- Catherine Wolff: I was on the wagon, but I'll think I'll step off and give my seat to a gentleman.
- Catherine Wolff: I'm engaged!
- Dudley Wolff: Engaged? What, again!
- Catherine Wolff: Well, I'm not engaged exactly. You see, I'm more than engaged really.
- Dudley Wolff: How can you be more than engaged?
- Catherine Wolff: I'm married!
- Dudley Wolff: Oh, well... Make up your mind!
- Catherine Wolff: Now, you'll have to get some clothes and a toothbrush.
- Michael Shayne: Ah, no, no! Not Michael Shayne and Company! His office is in his hat, and
- [motioning to a suitcase in the back seat]
- Michael Shayne: his home is in his car.
- Michael Shayne: [Referring to Wolff and his money] Beneath all those millions beats a heart of ice... dry ice!
- Michael Shayne: [referring to Wolff] He's a pretty tough old cookie!
- Catherine Wolff: Oh, don't be so hard on him. He's really very sweet.
- Michael Shayne: Oh, yeah? Well, so's arsenic! I understand it tastes just like sugar!
- Alfred Dunning: [after being caught eavesdropping at the door] I'm Dunning, Mr. Wolff's secretary. If I can be of any service, please let me know.
- Michael Shayne: I'll send up a flare.
- Michael Shayne: [after Dunning leaves] Who's that - Dumbo?
- Catherine Wolff: Oh, no, Dunning. Well, he's been with Dad 25 years. I wouldn't worry about him.
- Michael Shayne: [dryly] Oh, I'm not worried. He was just wandering by and got his ear caught in the door.
- Catherine Wolff: Well, Dad hates the idea that some day he's going to die - simply can't stand it!
- Michael Shayne: [laconically] Somebody must have told him the good die young.
- Michael Shayne: [talking to a lab skeleton] Have a cigarette, Mr. Bones?
- Michael Shayne: [speaking in the skeleton's voice while moving the jaw] Don't care if I do.
- Michael Shayne: I saw your lips move.
- Michael Shayne: [Recovering from a jolt of electricity] Is my face changed?
- Catherine Wolff: You do look sort of funny.
- Michael Shayne: Well, there's no change then.
- Chief Jonathan Meek: First case I ever covered where they had the butler show you the body.
- Phillips, the Butler: Follow me.
- Chief Jonathan Meek: [awed by the size of the house] If I owned this, I'd subdivide it.
- Coroner Tim Larson: What a beautiful funeral parlor this would make!
- Chief Jonathan Meek: Make a better courthouse.
- Chief Jonathan Meek: [referring to Peggy, the cook, a former girlfriend] She's been sore at me ever since I took her to that Halloween dances last year.
- Michael Shayne: Yeah?
- Chief Jonathan Meek: Yeah, she forgot her mask. All I said was "You don't need one." Women's funny ctitters!
- Michael Shayne: [laconically] You know I can't understand why she should be sore.