Phyllis: We're both rotten.Walter Neff: Only you're a little more rotten.
Barton Keyes: Have you made up your mind?Jackson: Mr. Keyes, I'm a Medford man - Medford, Oregon. Up in Medford, we take our time making up our minds.Barton Keyes: Well, we're not in Medford now, we're in a hurry.
That's a honey of an anklet you're wearing, Mrs. Dietrichson.
Phyllis: I think you're rotten.Walter Neff: I think you're swell - so long as I'm not your husband.Phyllis: Get out of here.Walter Neff: You bet I'll get out of here, baby. I'll get out of here but quick.