Jackson: These are fine cigars you smoke.Barton Keyes: Two for a quarter.Jackson: That's what I said.
Phyllis: Neff is the name, isn't it?Walter Neff: Yeah. Two "F"s, like in Philadelphia, if you know the story.Phyllis: What story?Walter Neff: The Philadelphia Story.
Phyllis: I was just fixing some ice tea; would you like a glass?Walter Neff: Yeah, unless you got a bottle of beer that's not working.
Who'd you think I was anyway? The guy that walks into a good looking dame's front parlour and says, "Good afternoon, I sell accident insurance on husbands... you got one that's been around too long? One you'd like to turn into a little hard cash?"