Alicia Huberman: Look, I'll make it easy for you. The time has come when you must tell me that you have a wife and two adorable ch...ildren, and this madness between us can't go on any longer. T.R. Devlin: I bet you've heard that line often enough. Alicia: Right below the belt every time. Oh that isn't fair, Dev. Devlin: Skip it. We have other things to talk about. We have a job.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Putting people in a room and strapping wires to their wrist to find out if I make them tingle when I'm telling them about Beirut i...s a long way from Edward R. Murrow.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Captain Prescott: I don't like this. I don't like her coming here. Mr. Beardsley: She's had me worried for some time, a woman... of that sort. T.R. Devlin: What sort is that, Mr. Beardsley? Mr. Beardsley: I don't think any of us have any illusions about her character, have we Devlin? Devlin: Not at all. Not in the slightest. Miss Huberman is first, last, and always not a lady. She may be risking her life, but when it comes to being a lady, she doesn't hold a candle to your wife, sir, sitting in Washington playing bridge with three other ladies of great honor and virtue.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
If what you mean by the word "matter" be only the unknown support of unknown qualities, it is no matter whether there is such a th...ing or no, since it no way concerns us; and I do not see the advantage there is in disputing about what we know not what, and we know not why.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
There saw I how the secret felon wrought, And treason labouring in the traitor's thought,... And midwife Time the ripened plot to murder brought.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I spent my life mixin' with your breed, and I don't like it. Get me. You can hide behind a lot of red tape, crooked lawyers and po...liticians with the gimmes, writs of habeas corpus, witnesses that don't remember overnight, but we'll get through to you, just like we got all the rest.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Managing Editor: That's rotten. 'Costello slaying starts gang war.' That's what I want. Copy Chief: I'm working on that angle.... I've got four men on it. Managing Editor: Four. You'll need forty men on this story for the next five years. You know what's happening. This town is up for the grabs, get me. You know Costello was the last of the old- fashioned gang leaders. There's a new crew coming out, and every guy that's got money enough to buy a gun is going to try to step in his place. You see, they'll be shooting each other like rabbits for the control of the booze business. You get it. It'll be just like war. That's it--war. You put that in the lead. War--gang war.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »