- Free: The only claim you got to being a detective is you got big feet and they're flat.
- Hogan: Say, for the last time I'm telling ya, whoever heard of a man going to Atlantic City with his wife?
- Free: Were you ever married?
- Hogan: I was once. Why?
- Free: Where'd you go for your honeymoon?
- Hogan: Atlantic City.
- Process Server: Your name Amy Potts?
- Amy Moran: Yeah, what about it?
- Process Server: Here. Little present for you.
- Amy Moran: What's this?
- Process Server: It's an invitation to a big party. In others words, it's a subpoena.
- Amy Moran: A subpoena? For me? For what?
- Process Server: Your old boss, Mr. Dan Hogan's being tried for murder and a few other little minor offenses.
- Amy Moran: Yeah, I know it. But what's that got to do with me?
- Process Server: They want you for a character witness. The state figures you can help hang him.
- Amy Moran: It's a pleasure.
- Janet Reynolds: [Calls out from a fourth floor window to Donald Free below] Don... Oh Don... Don, do they let you have wives in the diplomatic service?
- Free: Are you by any chance proposing to me?
- Janet Reynolds: And you're supposed to be a detective.
- [He hurries inside and up the flights of stair]