Eve Kendall: [Hanging by their fingers from Mount Rushmore] What happened with your first two marriages?
Roger Thornhill: My wives divorced me.
Eve Kendall: Why?
Roger Thornhill: They said I led too dull a life.

I can't stand it. I can't stand it any more.

Ann

You gentlemen aren't REALLY trying to kill my son, are you?

Clara Thornhill

Mark: Does it bother you?
Ann: What?
Mark: Walking around in circles.

[Thornhill is wearing sunglasses to hide his identity]
Ticket Seller: Something wrong with your eyes?
Roger Thornhill: Yes, they're sensitive to questions.

[on the phone] We know that you know, Mr. Caul. For your own sake, don't get involved any further. We'll be listening to you.
[plays back recording of Harry playing saxophone]

Martin Stett

Lewis: Can that chubby boy handle himself?
Ed: Bobby? He's rather well thought of in his field, Lewis.
Lewis: Insurance? I never been insured in my life. There's no risk.

We'll be listening to you.

Martin Stett

He'd kill us if he got the chance.

Mark

[about a bum on a park bench]
Ann: Every time I see one of those old guys, I always think the same thing.
Mark: What do you think?
Ann: I always think that he was once somebody's baby boy. Really, I do. I think he was once somebody's baby boy, and he had a mother and a father who loved him, and now there he is, half dead on a park bench, and where are his mother or his father, all his uncles now?

That is the truth of our world, Max. It can't be easily summed up with math.

Sol Robeson

Roger Thornhill: The moment I meet an attractive woman, I have to start pretending I have no desire to make love to her.
Eve Kendall: What makes you think you have to conceal it?
Roger Thornhill: She might find the idea objectionable.
Eve Kendall: Then again, she might not.

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