- Little John: When your opponent's sittin' there holding all aces, there's only one thing left to do: Kick over the table.
- Allen A. Dale: We are gathered here this evening, brothers and sisters, to explore the devious paths of that demon: sin. Sin can transport you to the upper most heights of fame and fortune and plunge you to the deepest depths of degradation, demoralization and depravation. Sin promises many prizes, appears in many disguises, and fights like hell before it demises. So we are met this evening in this hallowed hall, so you may recognize sin's henchmen when they call. And our subject for tonight is the most evil of them all.
- Will: Who dat? I mean, who's that?
- Allen A. Dale: Alcohol.
- [singing]
- Allen A. Dale: Mr. Booze, Mr. Booze, Mr. B-double O-Z-E
- Robbo, Little John: That sure spells booze...
- Robbo: Big Jim's daughter, there's a big laugh. I thought when you were a kid you didn't have a doll to play with, you had a rattle. It was right on the end of your tail.
- Guy Gisborne: You'd better be right.
- Sheriff Potts: I know I'm right. I'd bet my life on it.
- Guy Gisborne: You've got a bet.
- Little John: [singing] A hat's not a hat till it's tilted, You've either got or you haven't got class...
- Robbo, Allen A. Dale, Little John: [singing] When you wear those duds, With black tie and studs, Watch those dolls lining up, Single file
- Robbo: You've either got or you haven't got
- Allen A. Dale: Got or you haven't got
- Little John: Got or you haven't got
- Robbo, Allen A. Dale, Little John: Got or you haven't got, Got or you haven't got - style!
- Little John: You move to fast for a country boy. I like things that hang loose and easy. I'm packin'.
- Marian: Why you yellow hustler. I take a candy store Romeo, shake the Indiana mud out of his ears, stick half of Chicago in his pocket, and this is my payoff?
- Little John: And on top of everything else, a guy should never work for a boss with pretty legs. Keeps his mind off business. Now, you take Robbo, he crosses his legs - nothin'. Bye.
- Big Jim Stevens: I just want to thank all you bums for this wonderful birthday part. You know, one thing I learned when I first started out: a man who ain't got friends is poor and he's gonna stay poor until he goes out and buy some good ones. Me, I got the best. Sheriff Glick! Stand up. Deputy Sheriff Potts! Guy Gisborne! All the rest of you mugs!
- Guy Gisborne: [at Big Jim's funeral] Now, I want to introduce Robbo. Here's a man that - was very close to Big Jim in the past = and he might - even be closer to him in the future.
- Guy Gisborne: Now, I know Big Jim a long time and I wanna say this. Here was a man that didn't have no enemies. He had a lot of friends that didn't like him. But, then, you can't please everybody. Now, there was people that was callin' Big Jim a fink, they was callin' him a chiseler, a crooked hood. But, there was other people that didn't have nothin' good to say about him. But I could tell you this. Big Jim had a - he was a - a very good dresser. I mean he looked mean on the outside, but inside - well, inside his closet the man had 280 suits.
- Robbo: You stay out of the North Side. You come over there like George Washington and I send you back like Abe Lincoln.
- Robbo: If you could shot pool with that tongue of your's, you'd be pretty good.
- Little John: I tried that but I can't stand the taste of chalk.
- Robbo: All I want to say is Big Jim has gone to meet the big G. Big Jim was an inspiration to me. Once when I was a kid, he caught me stealing hubcaps off his Packard. He said to me, "Kid, don't steal the hubcaps. Steal the whole car."
- Little John: When your opponent's sittin' there holdin' all the aces, there's only one thing left to do: kick over the table.
- Little John: All I had in mind was a game of pool.
- Cocktail Waitress: Then, how come you're chalking your finger?
- Little John: For short shots.
- Robbo: Since he's organized, he's got 85 guns, plus the Sheriff. We're an even dozen - if you want to include a hooker who used to be a knife thrower at a carnival. If you like the long shots, you want to jump in?
- Little John: I'm in.
- Cocktail Waitress: [Little John, at the pool tab, placing a shot, poking the Cocktail Waitress in her behind with a cue stick] It's the other end you play with, Buster.
- Six Seconds: Big Jim never had no relatives, only a brudda.
- Robbo: Yeah? That dame ain't nobody's brudda.
- Guy Gisborne: Maybe you ain't gonna be around that long. And that ain't a bet, that's a promise.
- Robbo: You never kept a promise in your life, you bum.
- Robbo: I liked your father. The cemetery's full of guys I liked! And I ain't ready to join that club, yet!
- Robbo: Now, wait a minute. Wait a minute. I didn't mean to holler on you. I'm just worried. I don't want to see you get your pretty face pushed in. You know what I mean?
- Little John: Gentlemen, I think we have a boss that's an old-time mechanic. He spends an evening with a doll and the next day she sends him $50,000.
- Six Seconds: Some girls is grateful.
- Allen A. Dale: I hate to belabor the obvious, but in the interest of semantics, I'm impelled to observe that you've just indulged in a mixed metaphor.
- Robbo: What, are you tired, pal?
- Little John: Boy, I've been interviewing cigarette girls all day.
- Robbo: Good thing we only need two.
- Marian: Why did you leave Indiana?
- Little John: Well, the big boss, Grubby Mattson, he had a girl called Bumblebee O'Neill. She was a shimmy dancer and Grubby got worried that I was also going with her. He didn't like the idea of him owning the beehive and somebody else gettin' all the honey. So I decided to buzz off.
- Marian: You seem to have two weaknesses: women and pool.
- Little John: Well, the day I finally find a gal that can handle a cue, I got it made.
- Marian: Well, you know, Father taught me the game when I was 12. I still play once in a while.
- Little John: What kind of pool you like?
- Marian: Rotation.
- Little John: [watching Marian as she walks away] That figures.
- Guy Gisborne: They're all over at Robbo's place. Cause, all of a sudden he's famous. They made this bum into a celebrity. They made him into a Jean Harlow, a Mickey Mouse. Go figure that. Because the guy gave away $3 to a couple orphans, right away, they put his picture in the papers. And right away the morons ran over there. They want to look at him. He's a personality. Who knows what.
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