在和律师狱友Tony Jardine一起服刑之后，私家侦探Bradford Galt 从旧金山搬到纽约，可是他发现有人一直尾随其后，而且可能还想杀了他，他认为Tony Jardine就在幕后操控。他将和他漂亮的女秘书一起，揭开这桩阴谋背后的...更多>
Hardy Cathcart: How I detest the dawn. The grass always looks like it's been left out all night. Bradford Galt:
There goes my last lead. I feel all dead inside. I'm backed up in a dark corner, and I don't know who's hitting me.
Bradford Galt: I'm clean as a peeled egg. No debts, no angry husbands, no payoffs... nothin'. Bradford Galt: I can be framed easier than "Whistler's Mother". Bradford Galt: One thing led to another, and he led with his right. Hardy Cathcart: [whispering] Tell him you need two hundred dollars to leave town. Stauffer, alias Fred Foss: [on the phone to Galt] I need two yards, powder money. Mrs. Kingsley: Isn't my Turner divine? Look at it! It grows on you. Hardy Cathcart: You make it sound like a species of fungus. Hardy Cathcart: I found the portrait long before I met Mari. And I worshipped it. When I did meet her, it was as if I'd always known her... and wanted her. Woman in Gallery: Oh, how romantic. Hardy Cathcart: If you prefer to be maudlin about it, perhaps. Miss Dennis, Saleswoman: This is one of Donatello's finest pieces. Bradford Galt: How much is it? Miss Dennis, Saleswoman: $40,000. Bradford Galt: Wrap it up. Policeman in Galleries: Hey, Mac. Do you suppose anybody in his right mind ever buys a piece of junk like that? Policeman in Galleries: Sure they do. That is "aht." Stauffer, alias Fred Foss: It didn't work. It was a busto-crusto. Hardy Cathcart: Take, uh, Tony for instance. I'd never imagine him to be interested in... Lucy Wilding, but he is. Mari Cathcart: It's not true! He's always loathed her. Hardy Cathcart: He loathed her rather intimately, I'm afraid. Kathleen: You should have William Powell for a secretary. Bradford Galt: William Powell... who's he? Kathleen: Don't ya ever go to the movies? He's a detective, in "The Thin Man." Hardy Cathcart: The enjoyment of art is the only remaining ecstasy that is neither immoral nor illegal. Kathleen: My father was a major-league umpire. Well, what else [at the Tudor Penny Arcade] Kathleen: can I beat you at? Bradford Galt: What other kinds of games do you like to play? You know, we've got some great playgrounds up around 52nd Street. Kathleen: Among them your apartment? Bradford Galt: Why, just a coincidence. Kathleen: I haven't worked for you very long, Mr. Galt, but I know when you're pitching a curve at me, and I always carry a catcher's mitt.