Gladys George credited as playing...
Panama Smith
- [last lines]
- Panama Smith: He's dead.
- Cop: Well, who is this guy?
- Panama Smith: This is Eddie Bartlett.
- Cop: Well, how're you hooked up with him?
- Panama Smith: I could never figure it out.
- Cop: What was his business?
- Panama Smith: He used to be a big shot.
- Eddie Bartlett: I trust my friends.
- [Walks off]
- George Halley: That guys a sucker. I don't trust any of my friends.
- Panama Smith: The feeling's mutual, George. They don't trust you either.
- Panama Smith: I think you're a pretty decent guy. I like to talk to decent guys. They're hard to find.
- Panama Smith: I'm sick of watching you try to put out that torch you carry for her with a lot of cheap hooch. Who does the kid look like?
- Eddie Bartlett: Like her.
- Panama Smith: And they got a nice house.
- Eddie Bartlett: Yeah, it's a nice house if you like that kind of a house, but for me, uh, I'll take a hotel anytime. You know that.
- Panama Smith: Me too. Ain't it funny how our tastes have always run the same? Ever since the first time we met. I can just picture you living in the suburbs, working in a garden, raising flowers and kids. Wouldn't that be a laugh.
- Eddie Bartlett: Yeah, wouldn't I look cute?
- [after a shootout in the club, all the patrons run out in a panic and as the bodies are being carried out]
- Eddie Bartlett: Where you going
- Panama Smith: I'm looking for some excitement. There's a lull in the action
- Henderson: [talking about Jean and Eddie] She seems like a nice kid. I hope she can out-talk him.
- Panama Smith: I hope she can outrun him.
- Panama Smith: Things have been pretty tough, haven't they?
- Eddie Bartlett: They could be tougher. A guy in the cell with me was talkin' about bumpin' himself off. Until I get around to that, I'm doin' all right.
- Eddie Bartlett: Say, what's your angle, sister? What bank do you want me to stick up? Who do you want killed? And which do you want done first?
- Panama Smith: First, let's have a drink.
- Panama Smith: What's this kid got on you?
- Eddie Bartlett: Oh, I don't know. Whatever it takes to get a guy like me, she's got.
- Panama Smith: I've never seen you like this before. You act like a kid who's going to try on his first pair of long pants.
- Panama Smith: You might be moving too fast. Sometimes you get over these things and - you're sorry.
- Eddie Bartlett: I don't think I'll ever get over this.
- Panama Smith: You're batting out of your league, buster. You're used to traveling around with - dames like me. You sure got it bad.
- Eddie Bartlett: I trust my friends.
- [exits]
- George Halley: You know, he's a sucker. I don't trust mine.
- Panama Smith: It's mutual, chump. They don't trust you, either.
- Panama Smith: I'm sick of watching you try to put out that torch you carry for her with a lot of cheap hooch.