A quartet of international crooks -- Peterson, O'Hara, Ross and Ravello -- is stranded in Italy while their steamer is being repaired. With ...更多>
Billy Dannreuther: The only thing standing between you and a watery grave is your wits, and that's not my idea of adequate protection. O'Hara: Time. Time. What is time? Swiss manufacture it. French hoard it. Italians squander it. Americans say it is money. Hindus say it does not exist. Do you know what I say? I say time is a crook. Ahmed: Your demands are very great, under the circumstances. Billy Dannreuther: Why shouldn't they be? Fat Gut's my best friend, and I will not betray him cheaply. Purser: Do you know that your associates are all in hoosegow? Oh, not that I'm a bit surprised. I put them down as thoroughly bad characters, right off the bat. But then there are so many bad characters nowadays. Take mine, for instance. Petersen: You mean Mrs. Chelm is an unqualified liar? Billy Dannreuther: Well, let's say she uses her imagination rather than her memory. Gwendolyn Chelm: Harry, we must beware of these men. They are desperate characters. Harry Chelm: What makes you say that ? Gwendolyn Chelm: Not one of them looked at my legs! Billy Dannreuther: Trouble with England, it's all pomp and no circumstance. You're very wise to get out of it, escape, while you can. O'Hara: I come from a culture which is so much older than yours. In my country, a child of 6 years old is older in his heart than you'll be at, at 60. Billy Dannreuther: It smokes, it drinks, it philisophizes... at this rate I'll be 60 before you get to the point.