Billy Wilder, “Double Indemnity”

P: Mr. Neff, why don’t you drop by tomorrow evening about eight-thirty. He’ll be in then.

N: Who?

P: My husband. You were anxious to talk to him, weren’t you?

N: Sure, only I’m getting over it a little. If you know what I mean.

P: There’s a speed limit in this state, Mr. Neff. Forty-five miles an hour.

N: How fast was I going, officer?

P: I’d say about ninety.

N: Suppose you get down off your motorcycle and give me a ticket.

P: Suppose I let you off with a warning this time.

N: Suppose it doesn’t take.

P: Suppose I have to whack you over the knuckles.

N: Suppose I bust out crying and put my head on your shoulder.

P: Suppose you try putting it on my husband’s shoulder.

N: That tears it. Eight-thirty tomorrow evening then, Mrs. Deitrichson.

P: That’s what I suggested.

N: Will you be here, too?

P: I guess so. I usually am.

N: Same chair, same perfume, same anklet?

P: I wonder if I know what you mean.

N: I wonder if you wonder.

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