Leslie: I’m afraid I’ve made rather a mess of things…You distrusted me from the beginning. Are you going to let them hang me?
Howard: What do you mean by that, Leslie?
Leslie: You could get the letter.
Howard: Do you think it’s so easy to do away with unwelcome evidence?
Leslie: Surely, nothing would have been said to us – if the owner weren’t quite prepared to sell it.
Howard: That’s true. But I’m not prepared to buy it.
Howard: I wonder why your story never wavers from exactly the same words. It suggests either that you have an extraordinary memory…or you’re telling the plain, unvarnished truth.
Leslie: With all my heart, I still love the man I killed.
Robert Crosbie: I’ll do whatever you think is right.
Howard Joyce: I don’t think it’s right, but I think it’s expedient. Juries can sometimes be very stupid, and it’s just as well not to worry them with more evidence than they can conveniently deal with.
Leslie Crosbie: I’ve always wanted to visit the Chinese Quarter…I hear it’s a bit creepy!
Robert Crosbie: If you love a person, you can forgive anything.