Janet Blair credited as playing...
Norma Shannon
- Stuart Bailey: [Norma entering Bailey's office after the invitation] Well, come in. Is this love or were you looking for a detective?
- Norma Shannon: Isn't there any other alternative?
- Stuart Bailey: Yes, but I haven't got time for it.
- [last lines]
- [Boots walks into the room expecting to have a romantic interlude with Bailey, instead seeing three women in the room, one, Norma, who is in his arms]
- Boots Nestor: [as she walks by each of the women] Well, well. I didn't think there'd be a line.
- Norma Shannon: [as she and Bailey kiss] I've got news for you, dear. This is the end of the line.
- Norma Shannon: Well, I wouldn't have missed meeting you for all the world. The first time I've gone slumming in years.
- Stuart Bailey: You win. You see in this racket, you learn to suspect the worst of everyone. The few times you are wrong, you have to apologize. I'm apologizing.
- Norma Shannon: Well, thank you. I appreciate it.
- Stuart Bailey: You should. Humble pie gives me hives.
- Stuart Bailey: You know, I'm the kind of a guy who can admit he's been a dope.
- Norma Shannon: And I'm the kind of a gal that can go for a dope like you.
- Norma Shannon: Let me go!
- Stuart Bailey: [grabbing her shoulders] Listen, I've been burned before. I've been given a high-class hotfoot with a gold-plated lighter. Either you're phony or most of my facts are. I'm still trying to find out which.
- Norma Shannon: Acute cynicism. I suppose it's an occupational disease, isn't it.
- Stuart Bailey: Yeah, it's the people I meet.
- Norma Shannon: You know, it just hit me, why you took me to your apartment last night. Just to see the photograph. That was all.
- Stuart Bailey: Something like that.
- Norma Shannon: And I thought you wanted to see what kind of a girl I was.
- Stuart Bailey: I know what kind of a girl you are.
- Norma Shannon: No you don't.
- Stuart Bailey: As I said once before: you're good.
- Norma Shannon: I suppose you meant that to be nasty. I found it rather nice.
- Norma Shannon: Last night, you took me to your apartment. We had our drinks. You took me home. No tired line. No phony preliminaries. I like that kind of guy.