Henry Silva credited as playing...
Harry Silver
- Harry Silver: Once, centuries ago, there was a French hoodlum called Francois Villon. He was just like me, a no-good crook and a killer, but whenever he was in love, he'd turn into a poet. He wrote some great things. Just listen to this, King. " When death, that cheater of cheats comes knocking, and his voice grows near, where are the snows of yesteryear?" Do you like that, King?
- Louis Koster: Yeah.
- [last lines]
- Harry Silver: Good. Now I think I'll kill you.
- Harry Silver: Sorry to disturb you King, but I came back to say that I've changed my mind.
- Louis Koster: About what?
- Harry Silver: I'm not gonna do it.
- Louis Koster: What do you mean?
- Harry Silver: I'm not going to kill that guy.
- Louis Koster: Why not?
- Harry Silver: I'm just not in the mood to kill myself.
- Louis Koster: [laughing] So you like poetry too, huh?
- Harry Silver: You wouldn't understand King. The only two things that a man should die for or live for are a poem or a woman like Marian.