- Mr. Van Dyke: I'm asking you with my dying breath.
- Ricardi: All right, Pop, anything.
- Mr. Van Dyke: [dying] Sucker.
- Mr. Van Dyke: I've spent my entire life trying to stay out of the newspapers, and they've spent theirs getting into them.
- Ricardi: I'll be getting out of here soon, and when I do I'll be an educated man. I've spent six years here in 'Stonewall College.' That's my alma mater.
- Carol Van Dyke: You know, I doubt that I'll marry you after all. It would be cheaper to buy Bartlett's Familiar Quotations.
- Mr. Van Dyke: Oh, you mean bootlegging. Well, of course, that never really was a business.
- Ricardi: No? What was it?
- Mr. Van Dyke: Well, uh, well, uh...
- Alan Bartlett: You can't threaten me. I'll call the police.
- Ricardi: I'm not threatening you, pal. I'm just telling you.
- Carol Van Dyke: Father, are you sick?
- Mr. Van Dyke: Yes, I'm sick. I'm sick of you -- sick of all of you.
- Desk Sergeant: Quite a while since we've had you in here, Miss Van Dyke.
- Carol Van Dyke: I've been sick.
- Mr. Van Dyke: I'm going to follow the advice of my doctors. I'm going away for a rest - a rest from all of you. I'm going to prison for eight long years.
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