- [after Mike slugs Pico, Lucy knocks him out by hitting him with one of her high-heeled shoes]
- McCord: Good thing you don't wear snowshoes. He'd never get up again.
- Lucy Hamilton: Oh, I had a little bit of help.
- [although Shayne alibis for him, McCord arrests Pico anyway]
- McCord: Alright, lets go.
- Vinnie Pico: What for?
- McCord: We'll start with double parking and work our way up.
- Michael Shayne: You can forget Vinnie's confession, Will. I've got a better one.
- Will Gentry: Hmm?
- Michael Shayne: We've got a better one.
- Connie Pico: Not better - just a little more truthful.
- [grabbing Shayne by the shirt]
- Vinnie Pico: You gotta take this job!
- Michael Shayne: Careful, Junior. You're wrinkling my skin.
- [last lines]
- Tim Rourke: Hey, Mike. What tipped you to the shoe bit?
- Michael Shayne: Lucy. When she started waving her shoe like a shillelagh, the light bulb went on.
- Joe Demarest: I still don't dig it.
- Michael Shayne: When Connie showed up after the murder, she was wearing a blue dress with blue shoes.
- Tim Rourke: Great. Now he's a couturier.
- Michael Shayne: Oh now, Tim. Don't use that kind of language around Lucy.
- Lucy Hamilton: What Mike means is she was wearing a blue dress with shoes to match.
- Michael Shayne: That's right. And when I saw her up in her room, she'd changed shows to a pair that didn't match.
- Lucy Hamilton: Nobody who's anybody would be found dead in shoes that didn't match an outfit.
- Joe Demarest: Say, Tim. I got a plaid jacket at home that I wear with suede shoes.
- Tim Rourke: Burn it, kid.