Roger... Pay the two dollars.

Clara Thornhill

Charley - Chicago Policeman: Where are we goin'?
Sergeant Flamm - Chicago Policeman: Airport.
Charley - Chicago Policeman: For what?
Sergeant Flamm - Chicago Policeman: Orders.

Roger Thornhill: Well, didn't you hear what I said? I want to be take to police headquarters. I'm a dangerous assassin, I'm a mad killer on the loose!
Sergeant Flamm - Chicago Policeman: You ought to be ashamed of yourself.

Roger Thornhill: Then, then your name isn't Kaplan?
Man at Prairie Crossing: Can't say it is, 'cause it ain't.

Seven parking tickets.

Roger Thornhill

We ahh... we do nothing.

The Professor

Roger Thornhill: Tell me, why are you so good to me?
Eve Kendall: Shall I climb up and tell you why?

Clara Thornhill: Roger, I think we should go.
Roger Thornhill: Don't be nervous.
Clara Thornhill: I'm not nervous, I'll be late for the bridge club.

Eve Kendall: Patience is a virtue.
Roger Thornhill: So is breathing.

Roger Thornhill: How do we know it's not a fake? It looks like a fake.
Bidder: Well, one thing we know. You're no fake. You are a genuine idiot.

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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