Bert Harris: If I had the wings of an angel honey, over these prison walls I would fly!

Bert Harris: Mmm, that dirty, double-crossin' rat!

Pawnbroker: [inspecting the stolen bracelet Bert has brought in] It's nice. Maybe it's too nice. What'll I do with it? That stuff is hard to sell.
Bert Harris: Who cares? Give to your wife for a Christmas present.
[grabbing the pawnbroker by the ear]
Bert Harris: Listen three-balls, I want five thousand dollars and I want it in a hurry. It's worth twenty thousand. And don't give me any backtalk.