- Philip Marlowe: [after beating up two thugs] Fuck it!
- [grabs a chair and hits one of them in the head]
- Philip Marlowe: I'm too old for this shit!
- Cedric: A car is more than a vehicle, Mr. Hendricks used to tell me. It's a sealed confessional. A repository of secrets. And this city, devoted as it is to the internal combustion engine, is a city of motorized secrets.
- Pat the Bartender: What's your trouble gents, money or women?
- Philip Marlowe: Both, with a complication of thirst.
- Philip Marlowe: Does Mr. Peterson get money from his profession, or does he just profess his profession?
- Clare Cavendish: You seem to assumed that I was involved with someone unsuitable.
- Philip Marlowe: Yes. Unless you were unsuitable for him.
- Old Man: A beaner in a suit and fancy necktie is still a beaner, right?
- Philip Marlowe: No, sometimes he's the king of Spain.
- Old Man: King of Spain don't ride around in no Lincoln with a Mexican re-spray.
- Clare Cavendish: I don't care that I'm less than you think I am. I'm always less than people think I am. You're one of those people who's just lucky to be more than we think you are.