George Raft credited as playing...
Spats Colombo
- Spats Colombo: Hello, copper. What brings you to Miami?
- Mulligan: Heard you "opera lovers" were having a convention, so I thought I'd better be around in case anybody decided to sing.
- Spats Colombo: [when his speakeasy is raided] What's the rap this time?
- Mulligan: Embalming people with coffee - 86 proof.
- Mulligan: Alright Spats, services are over, lets go
- Spats Colombo: Go where?
- Mulligan: A little country club we run for retired bootleggers. I'm puttin your name up for membership
- Spats Colombo: I dont join nothin'
- Mulligan: Ahh... you'll like it there, I'll get the prison tailor to fit you with a pair of special spats - striped!
- Spats Colombo: Big joke!
- Little Bonaparte: I'm lookin' around for somebody to fill my shoes. I've been considerin' several candidates. For instance, there's a certain party from Chicago, South Side Chapter.
- [angrily]
- Little Bonaparte: Now, some people say he's gotten a little too big for his spats!
- [calmly]
- Little Bonaparte: But l say he's a man who'll go far.
- [angrily]
- Little Bonaparte: Some people say he's gone too far!
- [calmly]
- Little Bonaparte: But l say, you can't keep a good man down. Of course, he's still got a lot to learn. The big noise he made on St Valentine's Day, that wasn't very good for public relations. And lettin' them two witnesses get away. That sure was careless.
- Spats Colombo: Don't worry about those two. They're as good as dead. l almost caught up with them today.
- Little Bonaparte: You mean you let 'em get away twice? Some people would say that's real sloppy. But l say: to err is human, to forgive divine. And just to show you what l think of you, Spats, the boys told me you was gonna have a birthday. So we baked you a little cake.