Inspector Farraday:
I wouldn't trust you as far as I could throw one of those statues.
Boston Blackie: Those lousy cigars you smoke are ruining your wind.
Boston Blackie: Those lousy cigars you smoke are ruining your wind.
[while pursuing Harriet, The Runt is pulled over by a cop for running a red light]
The Runt: I'm chasing a woman.
Motorcycle cop: A woman, eh? Someday you'll thank me for this. (He arrests The Runt.)
The Runt: I'm chasing a woman.
Motorcycle cop: A woman, eh? Someday you'll thank me for this. (He arrests The Runt.)