Mink: Hey Tom, what's the rumpus?
Tom Reagan: So what's the deal, you get to live and Verna has to be Leo's girl?
Bernie: I have nothing to do with that, she'll sleep with anyone Tom, you know that! She even tried to teach me a thing or two about bed antics once. Some crackpot idea about saving me from my friends. She's a sick twist all right.
Tom Reagan: She speaks
highly of you.
Bernie: Yeah, well, you stick by your family.
Eddie Dane: Where's Leo?
Hitman at Verna's: If I tell you, how do I know you won't kill me?
Eddie Dane: Because if you told me and I killed you and you were lying I wouldn't get to kill you *then*. Where's Leo?
Hitman at Verna's: He's moving around. He's getting his mob together tomorrow night. Whisky Nick's.
Eddie Dane: You sure?
Hitman at Verna's: Check it. It's gold.
Eddie Dane: You know what, yegg? I believe you.
[Shoots him]
Verna: That's not why you came, either.
Tom Reagan: Tell me why I came.
Verna: [seductively] The oldest reason there is.
Tom Reagan: There are friendlier places to drink.
Verna: Why don't we just pick up and leave town? There's nothing keeping you here. I know there's nothing keeping me.
Tom Reagan: What about Bernie?
Verna: He could go with us.
Tom Reagan: You, me and Bernie; where would we go, Verna? Niagara Falls?
Eddie Dane: Very smart. What were you doing at the club, talking things over with Leo?
Tom Reagan: Don't think so hard, Eddie. You might sprain something.
Eddie Dane: You are so goddamn smart. Except you ain't. I get you, smart guy. I know what you are. Straight as a corkscrew. Mr. Inside-Outski, like some goddamn Bolshevik picking
up his orders from Yegg Central. You think you're so goddamn smart. You join up with Johnny Caspar, you bump Bernie Bernbaum. Up is down. Black is white. Well, I think you're half smart. I think you were straight with your frail, I think you were queer with Johnny Caspar... and I think you'd sooner join a ladies' league than gun a guy down. Then I hear from these two geniuses they never even saw
this rub-out take place.
Frankie: Boss said to have him do it. He didn't say nothing about...
Eddie Dane: Shut up! Or maybe you still got too many teeth. Everyone is so goddamn smart. Well, we'll go out to Miller's Crossing... and we'll see who's smart.
Tom Reagan: [after the attempt on Leo's life] Who's winning?
Terry: We are, for the nonce.
Tom Reagan: What's the disposition?
Terry: Four to one, Dana Cudahy went up with the house.
Tom Reagan: And theirs?
Terry: One burned...
Tom Reagan:
The other three...?
Terry: Lead...
Tom Reagan: Whose?
Terry: Leo's... the old man's still an artist with a Thompson.
Tom Reagan: [on finding someone sitting in the dark in his apartment] Hello Bernie.
Bernie: Hello Tom. What's the rumpus? How'd you know it was me?
Tom Reagan: You're the only one I know who'd knock and then break in.
Bernie: Your other friends wouldn't break in, huh?
Tom Reagan: My
other friends want to kill me so they wouldn't've knocked.