- Agnes 'Babe' Barlow: Well, dent my fenders - Mike Hammer!
- Mike Hammer: Why grind my gears, Babe, how are you?
- [Babe is being interrogated by a police detective]
- Mike Hammer: [narrating] I let Babe do the talking. I wasn't sure why I didn't tell what I knew. Maybe it was because I knew too much and I'm the kind of a guy who likes to be sure all the lyrics have been written before he starts to sing.
- Mike Hammer: Oh, honey, he hates you so much, he'd do anything to get even.
- Agnes 'Babe' Barlow: Why should he hate me?
- Mike Hammer: Well, Babe, not bein' a man, I don't think you'd understand, but when a man loses his pride to another man, he can learn to live with it somehow - he can make excuses or justify it. But when he loses it to a woman, he's got to do something about it.
- [last lines]
- Agnes 'Babe' Barlow: You killed him. Oh, you dirty, rotten, no good bum, you killed him! My baby...
- Mike Hammer: You had a lot of help, Babe... a lot of help.