Leonard: You must have had some doubts about her yourself. You still do. Phillip Vandamm: Rubbish. Leonard: Why else would you have decided not to tell her that our little treasure here has a belly full of microfilm? Phillip Vandamm: You seem to be t...
Roger Thornhill: I didn't realize you were an art collector. I thought you just collected corpses.
Roger Thornhill: Now, what can a man do with his clothes off for twenty minutes? Couldn't he have taken an hour? Eve Kendall: You could always take a cold shower.
Bureaucrat: So horribly sad. How is it I feel like laughing?
Roger Thornhill: Then, then your name isn't Kaplan? Man at Prairie Crossing: Can't say it is, 'cause it ain't.
[Escaping captivity, Roger Thornhill slips in through the window of a darkened hospital room. Immediately the light is snapped on. A woman patient sits up in the bed, reaching for her glasses] Hospital Patient: STOP! Roger Thornhill: [stops] Oh. Excu...
The Professor: War is hell, Mr. Thornhill, even when it's a cold one.
Roger Thornhill: You're police, aren't you? Or is it FBI? The Professor: FBI, CIA, ONI... we're all in the same alphabet soup.
Eve Kendall: I tipped the steward five dollars to seat you here if you should come in. Roger Thornhill: Is that a proposition? Eve Kendall: I never discuss love on an empty stomach. Roger Thornhill: You've already eaten! Eve Kendall: But you haven't.
Roger Thornhill: And what the devil is all this about? Why was I brought here? Phillip Vandamm: Games? Must we? Roger Thornhill: Not that I mind a slight case of abduction now and then, but I have tickets for the theater this evening, to a show I was...
Roger Thornhill: When I was a little boy, I wouldn't even let my mother undress me. Eve Kendall: Well, you're a big boy now.
Eve Kendall: How do I know you aren't a murderer? Roger Thornhill: You don't. Eve Kendall: Maybe you're planning to murder me right here, tonight. Roger Thornhill: Shall I? Eve Kendall: Please do.
Eve Kendall: I want you to do a favor for me. A big, big favor. Roger Thornhill: Name it. Eve Kendall: I want you to leave right now, stay far away from me, and don't come near me again. We're not going to get involved. Last night was last night, and...
Leonard: You're not taking her on the plane with you? Phillip Vandamm: Of course I am. Like our friends, I too believe in neatness, Leonard. This matter is best disposed of from a great height, over water.
Roger Thornhill: How does a girl like you get to be a girl like you? Eve Kendall: Lucky, I guess.
The Professor: If I thought there was any chance of changing your mind, I'd talk about Miss Kendall, of whom you so obviously disapprove. Roger Thornhill: Yes, for using sex like some people use a flyswatter.
Roger Thornhill: When we get out of this, you can ride the train with me again. Eve Kendall: Is that a proposition? Roger Thornhill: It's a proposal, sweetie!
Eve Kendall: While I'm calling, you can change your clothes. Roger Thornhill: Where do you propose I do that? In Marshall Fields' window? Eve Kendall: I sort of had the men's room in mind. Roger Thornhill: Did you, now? You're the smartest girl I eve...
