Quotes

Les hommes traqués

Prison Warden: Crane, you were convicted of a hold up.
Jeff Crane: Sure! I stuck up a beer joint and got twelve bucks. Now, I'm buried alive for ten years. Ten years off my life for twelve dirty bucks! Is that fair?
Prison Warden: Yes. If your gun hadn't jammed you'd a killed a man for twelve dirty bucks. Was that fair?

James Duff: I was beginning to figure you were the one wounded.
Jeff Crane: Aw, don't worry about me. I'm bulletproof. Black got it.
James Duff: Where is he?
Jeff Crane: Flop joint on the northside. 1721 Brady Street. Owned by a released convict. Mose Jones. A negro.

Maria Theresa O'Reilly: I thought you had a grin in your system somewhere. Come out and give it to me again! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha. That's right.

Doctor Josiah Glass: She's a wonderful woman, Crane. She takes orders! I may marry her.

Doctor Josiah Glass: Say, you don't happen to have 20 bucks on you?
Jeff Crane: What for?
Doctor Josiah Glass: With my surgical instruments, they're at the hotel bar.
Jeff Crane: In hock?
Doctor Josiah Glass: Oh, no-no, Mr. Crane. As collateral. You see, I leave my kit at the bar and then run up a bill. And if anyone wants an operation, why, the drinks are on him.
[laughs]

Doctor Josiah Glass: [drunkenly] I am going out into the storm to answer the cry of suffer and distress. McManus its on nights like this I realize the nobility of my profession. I serve humanity and you serve drinks. You may serve me a drink, McManus. On the house!

Maria Theresa O'Reilly: You've got a swell laugh. Why don't you use it more?
Jeff Crane: Well, I don't get a chance to. They don't come so goofy as you very often.

Maria Theresa O'Reilly: Say, what does a girl have to do for a ride in your Buick?

Maria Theresa O'Reilly: I gave you a marvelous chance to get rid of me. But, you grabbed me like a seal grabs fish.

Doctor Josiah Glass: He's all right now. He'll live. And for what? So some cop can fill him full of lead. I've saved seventeen of 'em. All but three of 'em are dead. And that's all I've done for nine years.

Jeff Crane: Take it easy! I lost my head.
Sonny Black: Well, I don't want guys with me that lose their heads, not over dames!

Maria Theresa O'Reilly: Dear little Dinkie, always ready with a dirty word and a push in the face.

Maria Theresa O'Reilly: Can't you get it through your thick head that I'm proposing to you?

James Duff: So that's why we haven't turned up a clue for a month. Face alteration. He could be living right next door to us and we wouldn't know it.
Jeff Crane: He's probably living in some corner flop house, unless he's working.

Jeff Crane: If he gives himself up and stands trial, he's got a chance. They've only got one murder charge against him. He killed a negro that was hiding us out on the northside. That negro had a gun in his hand. If he pleads self defense, the worst he'll get will be life imprisonment. Life or death, Terry. It's up to you. Tell me where he is.

Train Conductor: How about it? Have you got a ticket?
Jeff Crane: Department of Justice. She's wanted for a job in the church. I'll take her off at the first stop.

Doctor Josiah Glass: McManus, my cleaver.
McManus the Bartender: Hello, Doc.
[Hands him surgical tools]
Jeff Crane: There's your twenty dollars.
McManus the Bartender: You the victim?
Doctor Josiah Glass: [drunken slur] No. I am going out into the storm to answer the cry of suffering and distress. McManus, it's on nights like this that I realize the novility of my profession. I serve humanity and you serve drinks. You may serve me a drink, McManus, on the house.
Jeff Crane: You may not.
Maria Theresa O'Reilly: Might as well. You won't get back on that road tonight. Am I right?
[gesturing to drunk]
Maria Theresa O'Reilly: He just washed in.
Scottsdale Bar Drunk: [Drunken slur] Crick overflowed the Sandswell bridge.
Jeff Crane: We've got to get through.
Doctor Josiah Glass: I'm on a case.
Maria Theresa O'Reilly: And two bottles to go.
Scottsdale Bar Drunk: [Drunken slur] Better wait till it stops raining. The bridge is under three feet of water.
Doctor Josiah Glass: Water! Water ruins everything. Now if that bridge was under three feet of whiskey...

Jeff Crane: Because, when I get around to it, I'm gonna see a lot of you. And if I started in now, you might get tired of me by that time.
Maria Theresa O'Reilly: Well, that doesn't make sense. Besides, the demand's awfully big for me. I might get tied up.

Jeff Crane: What's your name?
Maria Theresa O'Reilly: Maria Theresa O'Reilly.
Jeff Crane: [Nodding] Cook me some, too.
Maria Theresa O'Reilly: That's my name and I've had enough trouble with it from wise guys. My father was Irish and my mother was Italian and it's not my fault.

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