James Cagney credited as playing...
Eddie Bartlett
- Eddie Bartlett: I trust my friends.
- [Walks off]
- George Halley: That guys a sucker. I don't trust any of my friends.
- Panama Smith: The feeling's mutual, George. They don't trust you either.
- Eddie Bartlett: One thing, Lloyd. They tell me your boss is building a case against our old friend, George.
- Lloyd Hart: The case is already built, Eddie.
- Eddie Bartlett: Yeah, well, you remember what he said would happen if you ever told what you knew about him?
- Lloyd Hart: I remember.
- Eddie Bartlett: So does he.
- George Halley: [Referring to The Sergeant, who rides roughshod over the men] Someday I'm gonna' catch that ape without his stripes on and I'm gonna' kick his teeth out.
- Eddie Bartlett: [Mockingly looking George up and down] You must be quite a guy back home.
- George Halley: [Shrugs nonchalantly] I do all right.
- Lloyd Hart: [the men are taking cover in a bombed-out farmhouse, shooting at German soldiers somewhere off-screen] When is this "armistice" they've been talking about for the past four days?
- Eddie Bartlett: That's just another rumor. This brawl's gonna' go on forever.
- Lloyd Hart: If I ever get back, I'm gonna' have a swell law office in the Woolworth Building. Have it all picked out, on the 28th floor. Can see the whole city: the Bay, Brooklyn...
- Eddie Bartlett: Whaddya' wanna' look at Brooklyn for?
- George Halley: [In the shell hole, battle raging overhead] What's a matta' kid? Ya' scared?
- Lloyd Hart: Yes I am.
- George Halley: [Chuckles unsympathetically] No heart, huh?
- Lloyd Hart: I'm beginning to think so. At least I haven't got any heart for this. I thought this business would be over with before I got here.
- George Halley: What, are you a college kid?
- Lloyd Hart: I just finished law school.
- Eddie Bartlett: Oh, a lawyer, huh? Can you think of anything that can get us out of this hole?
- George Halley: Aw, he wouldn't if he could. He's one of them guys that cheer the loudest back home, and then when they get over here and the goin' gets tough they fold up.
- Eddie Bartlett: [Annoyed] Shut up...
- George Halley: I'm talkin' to him...
- Eddie Bartlett: [Talking to George] And I'm talkin' to YOU. I don't like heroes or big mouths. We're all scared, and why shouldn't we be? Whaddya' think they're usin' in this war, water pistols?
- Eddie Bartlett: [Talking to Lloyd] You're all right, kid. I like guys who are honest with themselves. Stay that way.
- Eddie Bartlett: [the shelling around them has died down] Come on. It looks like it's quieted down.
- [the three men make their way out of the shell hole]
- Panama Smith: I'm sick of watching you try to put out that torch you carry for her with a lot of cheap hooch. Who does the kid look like?
- Eddie Bartlett: Like her.
- Panama Smith: And they got a nice house.
- Eddie Bartlett: Yeah, it's a nice house if you like that kind of a house, but for me, uh, I'll take a hotel anytime. You know that.
- Panama Smith: Me too. Ain't it funny how our tastes have always run the same? Ever since the first time we met. I can just picture you living in the suburbs, working in a garden, raising flowers and kids. Wouldn't that be a laugh.
- Eddie Bartlett: Yeah, wouldn't I look cute?
- George Halley: [while running across the battlefield ablaze with an artillery barrage in progress, Eddie has just dived into a gaping shell hole for cover. He practically lands on top of another soldier who is already in the crater] Now, do you always come into a rat hole like that?
- Eddie Bartlett: What do you want me to do, knock?
- George Halley: [In the shell hole: Eddie offers a cigarette to George. He in turn takes it, and then picks out bugs that apparently infest everything] Ah, look at that. Them cooties are gettin' desperate: they're feedin' off tobacco.
- Eddie Bartlett: How much can a cootie smoke?
- Eddie Bartlett: [speaking to Jean Sherman] You want the Brooklyn Bridge, all you gotta do is ask for it. If I can't buy it, I'll steal it.
- [after a shootout in the club, all the patrons run out in a panic and as the bodies are being carried out]
- Eddie Bartlett: Where you going
- Panama Smith: I'm looking for some excitement. There's a lull in the action
- George Halley: You must've been readin' about Napoleon.
- Eddie Bartlett: What's botherin' you?
- George Halley: First, you used to ask me about things, then you began to tell me, now you ignore me. My feelin's is gettin' hurt.
- Eddie Bartlett: Oh, my poor delicate little rose bud. Ain't that a shame. Just as long as your bank roll ain't hurtin', you got nothing to squawk about.
- Lloyd Hart: This is too much for what I did. Buying a couple of taxicabs for you doesn't rate this kind of money..
- Eddie Bartlett: You saved me dough. Take it. That's just the beginning. You hang on to my shirttails and you'll be using that for wallpaper.
- Lloyd Hart: Now, listen, Eddie, you ought to use those cabs as cabs. You're on the wrong track.
- Eddie Bartlett: This dough says I'm not. Look, kid, while the gravy's flowing, I'm gonna be right there with my kisser under the faucet.
- Lloyd Hart: This isn't my kind of law. I started out to be a corporation lawyer.
- Eddie Bartlett: This is a corporation. It's making money.
- Henderson: Eddie, I ain't got room for any more singers.
- Eddie Bartlett: That's where you're wrong. You're gonna make room. When does she start?
- Henderson: Well, I can only per her 35 bucks a week.
- Eddie Bartlett: Wrong again. You're gonna pay her a hundred.
- Henderson: A hundred? Say, I don't pay myself a hundred.
- Eddie Bartlett: You can't sing.
- Eddie Bartlett: If I wanna buy 10,000 cabs, I'll buy 'em. Besides, they're a good front. Maybe something to fall back on in my old age.
- George Halley: In this business, you shouldn't worry about your old age.
- Eddie Bartlett: [Eddie, in his Army uniform, returns to his old place of employment - a garage - seeking to get his job back. He speaks to his former boss] Hello, Mr. Fletcher.
- Mr. Fletcher: [Surprised to see Eddie] Why, when did you blow in?
- Eddie Bartlett: Just now. Sure good to be back.
- Mr. Fletcher: I'll bet it is. What are you gonna' do?
- Eddie Bartlett: Oh, rest up a couple of days, see a few of the boys, and then I'm ready to go to work.
- Mr. Fletcher: That's fine. Whaddya' gonna' do? Where ya' gonna' work?
- Eddie Bartlett: [Confused] Whaddya' mean, "Where am I gonna' work"? I was gonna' come back here.
- Mr. Fletcher: Sorry, Eddie, I haven't got anything for you.
- Eddie Bartlett: Now wait a minute. Maybe I'm in the wrong garage. What was that line you handed me about my job always waiting for me when I got back?
- Mr. Fletcher: Times have changed, Eddie. That boy over there's been working almost two years. Whaddya' want me to do, can him just because you came back?
- Eddie Bartlett: No... no, I couldn't ask you to do that, could I? All right... Thanks.
- Eddie Bartlett: You always said you were going to take real good care of me, didn't you George?
- George Halley: Wait a minute Eddie, I can explain!
- Eddie Bartlett: Here's one rap you ain't gonna beat!
- [fires twice]
- Panama Smith: Things have been pretty tough, haven't they?
- Eddie Bartlett: They could be tougher. A guy in the cell with me was talkin' about bumpin' himself off. Until I get around to that, I'm doin' all right.
- Jean Sherman: [seeing that Eddie is leaving] You're aren't really leaving, are you?
- Eddie Bartlett: Oh yes, we've gotta get back to town. We've got a very important engagement with the general.
- Jean Sherman: Well, aren't you gonna tell me about the war, and how you suffered?
- Eddie Bartlett: Honey, you'll never know how I suffered.
- Eddie Bartlett: [opens a letter, looks at the accompanying photograph] Ah, now look at that. Thousands of dames writin' us thousands of letters that are supposed to pep us up. Get a load of that kisser.