Eve Kendall: You've got taste in clothes, taste in food.
Roger Thornhill: [necks Eve] Hmm, And taste in women. I like your flavor.

Agent Frank Burton: Listen to me Nathan, were going to find you.
Nathan: Not if I find you first!

Maximillian Cohen: Failed treatments to date: Beta blockers, calcium channel blockers, adrenalin injections, high dose ibuprofen, steroids, Trager Mentastics, violent exercise, cafergot suppositories, caffeine, acupuncture, marijuana, Percodan, Midrine, Tenormin, Sansert, homeopathics. No results. No results...

I don't like the way Teddy Roosevelt is looking at me.

Roger Thornhill

So horribly sad. How is it I feel like laughing?

Bureaucrat

Seems to me you fellows could stand a little less training from the F.B.I. and a little more from the Actor's Studio.

Phillip Vandamm

Roger Thornhill: When we get out of this, you can ride the train with me again.
Eve Kendall: Is that a proposition?
Roger Thornhill: It's a proposal, sweetie!

Roger Thornhill: You're police, aren't you? Or is it FBI?
The Professor: FBI, CIA, ONI... we're all in the same alphabet soup.

The Professor: If I thought there was any chance of changing your mind, I'd talk about Miss Kendall, of whom you so obviously disapprove.
Roger Thornhill: Yes, for using sex like some people use a flyswatter.

That wasn't very sporting, using real bullets.

Phillip Vandamm

Maximillian Cohen: Studying the pattern made Euclid conscious of itself. I had to... Before it died it spit out the number. That consciousness is the number?
Sol Robeson: No, Max. It's only a nasty bug.
Maximillian Cohen: It's more than that, Sol.
Sol Robeson: No, it's not. It's a dead end. There's nothing there.
Maximillian Cohen: It's a door, Sol. It's a door.
Sol Robeson: A door at the front of a cliff. You're driving yourself over the edge.

I'm going to start beating the shit out of you in the next five seconds.

Ottway

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