I don’t like crooks, and even if I did, I wouldn’t like crooks that are stool-pigeons, and if I liked crooks that are stool-pigeons, I still wouldn’t like you. She
And when you're slapped you'll take it and like it. - Detective Sam Spade
That's Mama, divorces a lunatic and marries a gigolo.
She's being stupid and she's sure she's being very clever, and that's a nuisance, but I don't think I hate her.
I squinted straight ahead into the wind that tore at my hair and face, and the absence of the windshield took my thoughts back to Porky Grout.Porky Grout, whose yellowness was notorious from Seattle t...
I said: All right, talk, but do you mind putting the gun away? My wife doesn't care, but I'm pregnant and I don't want the child to be born with...
I first heard Personville called Poisonville by a red-haired mucker named Hickey Dewey in the Big Ship in Butte. He also called his shirt a shoit. I didn't think anything of what he had done to the ci...
I don’t get away soon I’ll be going blood-simple like the natives.
Emotions are useless during business hours...
Brigid O'Shaughnessy: I haven't lived a good life. I've been bad, worse than you could know. Sam Spade You know, that's good, because if you actually were as innocent as you pretend to be, we'd never...
A bullet kissed a hole in the door-frame close to my noodle.
If you have a story that seems worth telling, and you think you can tell it worthily, then the thing for you to do is to tell it, regardless of whether it has to do with sex, sailors or mounted police...
He was a roly-poly elderly man with a stoop and a waddle—
Who shot him? I asked.The grey man scratched the back of his neck and said: Somebody with a gun.
We didn't exactly believe your story.'Then --?''We believed your two hundred dollars.''You mean --' She seemed not to know what he meant.'I mean that you paid us more than if you'd been telling the tr...
Unplugged.
She jealous? I asked before he could go on with his shouting. And if you don’t yell maybe I’ll be able to hear you anyway. My deafness is a lot better since I’ve been eating yeast.
Samuel Spade's jaw was long and bony, his chin a jutting v under the more flexible v ofhis mouth. His nostrils curved back to make another, smaller, v. His yellow-grey eyes werehorizontal. The V motif...
Nick: Don't you think maybe a drink would help you to sleep?Nora: No, thanks.Nick: Maybe it would if I took one.
My side felt a lot better when Nora called me at noon the next day. My nice policeman wants to see you, she said. How do you feel?Terrible. I must've gone to bed sober. I pushed Asta out of the way an...