Philip Marlowe: She tried to sit in my lap while I was standing up.
Carmen Sternwood: You're not very tall are you? Philip Marlowe: Well, I, uh, I try to be.
Eddie Mars: Convenient, the door being open when you didn't have a key, eh? Philip Marlowe: Yeah, wasn't it. By the way, how'd you happen to have one? Eddie Mars: Is that any of your business? Philip Marlowe: I could make it my business. Eddie Mars: ...
Vivian: You've forgotten one thing - me. Philip Marlowe: What's wrong with you? Vivian: Nothing you can't fix. [last lines]
Vivian: I don't like your manners. Marlowe: And I'm not crazy about yours. I didn't ask to see you. I don't mind if you don't like my manners, I don't like them myself. They are pretty bad. I grieve over them on long winter evenings. I don't mind you...
Philip Marlowe: My, my, my! Such a lot of guns around town and so few brains! You know, you're the second guy I've met today that seems to think a gat in the hand means the world by the tail.
Vivian: You go too far, Marlowe. Marlowe: Those are harsh words to throw at a man, especially when he's walking out of your bedroom.
General Sternwood: How do you like your brandy, sir? Philip Marlowe: In a glass.
Carmen Sternwood: Is he as cute as you are? Philip Marlowe: Nobody is.
Vivian: Why did you have to go on? Marlowe: Too many people told me to stop.
Vivian: Speaking of horses, I like to play them myself. But I like to see them workout a little first, see if they're front runners or comefrom behind, find out what their whole card is, what makes them run. Marlowe: Find out mine? Vivian: I think so...
Carmen Sternwood: You're cute. Philip Marlowe: I'm getting cuter every minute.
Vivian: So you do get up, I was beginning to think you worked in bed like Marcel Proust. Marlowe: Who's he? Vivian: You wouldn't know him, a French writer. Marlowe: Come into my boudoir.
Marlowe: You know what he'll do when he comes back? Beat my teeth out, then kick me in the stomach for mumbling.
Philip Marlowe: Thanks for the drink, General. General Sternwood: I enjoyed your drink as much as you did, sir.
Norris: Are you attempting to tell me my duties, sir? Philip Marlowe: No, just having fun trying to guess what they are.
Taxi Driver: If you can use me again sometime, call this number. Philip Marlowe: Day and night? Taxi Driver: Uh, night's better. I work during the day.
