Big Boy Caprice: Around me, if a woman don’t wear mink, she don’t wear nothin’.
Breathless Mahoney: Well, I look good both ways.
Category: Dick Tracy
Dick Tracy is an American comic strip featuring Dick Tracy (originally Plainclothes Tracy), a square-jawed, hard-hitting, fast-shooting, and intelligent police detective.
Big Boy Caprice: You get behind me, we all profit; you challenge me, we all go down! There was one Napoleon, one Washington, one me!
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Aren’t you gonna frisk me?
Breathless Mahoney: Aren’t you gonna frisk me?
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I’m on duty.
Dick Tracy: I’m on duty.
Breathless Mahoney: What’s your day off?
Dick Tracy: Sunday.
Breathless Mahoney: It’s a big world…must be Sunday somewhere.
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No grief for Lips?
Dick Tracy: No grief for Lips?
Breathless Mahoney: I’m wearing black underwear.
Dick Tracy: You know, it’s legal for me to take you down to the station and sweat it out of you under the light.
Breathless Mahoney: I sweat a lot better in the dark.
Big Boy Caprice: All right, that’s enough. I want this no-face character dead and I want Tracy dead. What’s the matter, you bums forgotten how to kill people? Have you no sense of pride in what you do? No sense of duty, no sense of destiny? I’m looking for generals; what have I got? Foot soldiers! I want Dick Tracy dead!
Big Boy Caprice: Wait a minute! Wait. Wait. I’m having a thought. Oh yes. Oh yes. I’m going to have a thought. It’s coming. It’s coming. …It’s gone.