Pickup on South Street

You'll always be a two-bit cannon. And when they pick you up in the gutter dead, you're hand'll be in a drunk's pocket.

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Moe Williams: You got any Happy Money? Candy: Happy Money? Moe Williams: Yeah, money that's gonna make me happy.

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Moe Williams: What's the matter with you? Playing footsie with the Commies! Skip McCoy: You waving the flag, too? Moe Williams: Listen, I knew you since you was a little kid. You was always a regular kind of crook. I never figured you for a louse. Skip McCoy: Stop, you're breaking my heart. Moe Williams: Even in our crummy line of business you gotta draw the line somewhere.

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Skip McCoy: You boys are talking to the wrong corner. I'm just a guy keeping my hands in my own pockets. FBI Agent Zara: If you refuse to cooperate you'll be as guilty as the traitors who gave Stalin the A-bomb. Skip McCoy: Are you waving the flag at me?

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Skip McCoy: Pack up the pitch with the charge or drive me back to my shack. Capt. Dan Tiger: I'll drive you back in a hearse if you don't get the kink out of your mouth!

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Candy: You've been recommended as the best pickpocket stoolie in the business. Moe Williams: What kind of talk is that, calling me a stoolie? I was brought up to report any injustice to the police authority. I call that being a solid citizen. Candy: But you get paid for it. Moe Williams: You gonna knock it?

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