Frank: I'd just come from the stockyards. We'd gotten reports of hundreds of cows had been senselessly slaughtered in the area, but I couldn't find any evidence. I stopped off for a hamburger and checked in with headquarters.
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Frank: Anyone with Schultz after the fight?
Ed: Just his manager.
Frank: Who's that?
Ed: Some joe named Cooper.
Frank: Who's this Joe Cooper?
Ed: No, Sal Cooper.
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Buddy: I make a pretty good living.
Frank: Maybe you can make a better one. A cleaner one. And a better one.
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Cooper: What are you, some kind of wise guy?
Frank: Yeah. I'm a wise guy. With a lot of long green.
Poker Player: You manage Lorne Greene?
Cooper: I'll trade Buddy for Lorne Greene.
Frank: No, no, I mean I've got cash.
Poker Player: You mean you manage Johnny Cash too?
Cooper: Who are you?
Frank: Kelly. Bob Kelly. Mind if I sit in a few hands?
Cooper: Your money's good here.
Poker Player: Goodyear? You've got the blimp too?
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Cooper: What've you got?
Frank: Full house. Kings over.
Cooper: Not so fast, Kelly. Straight beats a full house.
Frank: No it doesn't. A straight beats three of a kind. A full house beats a straight.
Poker Player: Can a flush beat a straight?
Poker Player #2: A straight flush beats everything.
Frank: Not a royal flush.
Cooper: Does a flush beat a full house?
Poker Player #2: A regular flush, or a straight flush?
Poker Player: A flush beats a straight.
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Frank: Buddy Briggs belongs to me now. But just to make it nice and legal, I brought along a bill of sale. Sign it. You, you witness it. You, check for spelling errors.
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Ted Olsen: So you see, Katie, when I throw this switch, electrical current from the power source is able to continue its journey to its final destination. In our case, a light bulb.
Katie: Gee.
Ted Olsen: All set then?
Katie: Guess so, Mr. Olsen.
Ted Olsen: Here we go! Oh, hi, Frank. Ed. Why don't you run along now, Katie, and next week remember to bring three things from your mother's dressing room.
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Mary: You're not the man I married.
Buddy: How can you say that?
Mary: Because here's the man I married. (opens closet)
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Buddy: Mary. I love you. I'm trying to give you all the things you never had. A decent home, decent life, your own synagogue.
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Frank: Buddy, I'm here to help you. Now, do you think you can beat the champ?
Buddy: I can take him blindfolded.
Frank: Well, he's not blindfolded.
Buddy: I can still beat him.
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The Champ: Roses are red, violets are blue. Sugar is sweet, I'm going to break your face.
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Frank: Sorry, Buddy. No sax before a fight.
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Martin: We've got Mary!
Buddy: What?
Frank: You're bluffing!
Martin: Oh, yeah?
Buddy: Mary's scarf!
Frank: He could have gotten that anywhere.
Martin: How 'bout this?
Buddy: Mary's purse!
Frank: There are millions of purses like that.
Martin: How 'bout this?
Buddy: Mary's toaster!
Frank: Oh, my God!
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Johnny: She's in big trouble. She's being held by Martin's goon Luca.
Frank: What's a goonluka?
Johnny: No. Luca Burnett, Martin's henchman.
Frank: Right.
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The Champ: Jack and Jill went up the hill. I'm gonna break your face! I'm gonna break your face!
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Frank: All right, Luca! I've got a gun in your ribs.
Mary: I'm not Luca, and those aren't my ribs.
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Ed: Okay, Martin, you've fixed your last fight. From now on the boxers in this town will lose honestly.
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