Frank Sinatra credited as playing...
Robbo
- Allen A. Dale: We are gathered here this evening, brothers and sisters, to explore the devious paths of that demon: sin. Sin can transport you to the upper most heights of fame and fortune and plunge you to the deepest depths of degradation, demoralization and depravation. Sin promises many prizes, appears in many disguises, and fights like hell before it demises. So we are met this evening in this hallowed hall, so you may recognize sin's henchmen when they call. And our subject for tonight is the most evil of them all.
- Will: Who dat? I mean, who's that?
- Allen A. Dale: Alcohol.
- [singing]
- Allen A. Dale: Mr. Booze, Mr. Booze, Mr. B-double O-Z-E
- Robbo, Little John: That sure spells booze...
- Robbo: Big Jim's daughter, there's a big laugh. I thought when you were a kid you didn't have a doll to play with, you had a rattle. It was right on the end of your tail.
- Robbo, Allen A. Dale, Little John: [singing] When you wear those duds, With black tie and studs, Watch those dolls lining up, Single file
- Robbo: You've either got or you haven't got
- Allen A. Dale: Got or you haven't got
- Little John: Got or you haven't got
- Robbo, Allen A. Dale, Little John: Got or you haven't got, Got or you haven't got - style!
- Robbo: You stay out of the North Side. You come over there like George Washington and I send you back like Abe Lincoln.
- Robbo: If you could shot pool with that tongue of your's, you'd be pretty good.
- Little John: I tried that but I can't stand the taste of chalk.
- Robbo: All I want to say is Big Jim has gone to meet the big G. Big Jim was an inspiration to me. Once when I was a kid, he caught me stealing hubcaps off his Packard. He said to me, "Kid, don't steal the hubcaps. Steal the whole car."
- Robbo: Since he's organized, he's got 85 guns, plus the Sheriff. We're an even dozen - if you want to include a hooker who used to be a knife thrower at a carnival. If you like the long shots, you want to jump in?
- Little John: I'm in.
- Six Seconds: Big Jim never had no relatives, only a brudda.
- Robbo: Yeah? That dame ain't nobody's brudda.
- Guy Gisborne: Maybe you ain't gonna be around that long. And that ain't a bet, that's a promise.
- Robbo: You never kept a promise in your life, you bum.
- Robbo: I liked your father. The cemetery's full of guys I liked! And I ain't ready to join that club, yet!
- Robbo: Now, wait a minute. Wait a minute. I didn't mean to holler on you. I'm just worried. I don't want to see you get your pretty face pushed in. You know what I mean?