Film Quotes by James Cagney

Rita Wyatt: [laying down winning cards] You now owe me 129 million dollars.
Terrence 'Terry'; Rooney: A mere bagatelle.
Rita Wyatt: I'll settle for a box of candy.
Terrence 'Terry'; Rooney: You'll take chewing gum and like it.

George Halley: [In the shell hole, battle raging overhead] What's a matta' kid? Ya' scared?
Lloyd Hart: Yes I am.
George Halley: [Chuckles unsympathetically] No heart, huh?
Lloyd Hart: I'm beginning to think so. At least I haven't got any heart for this. I thought this business would be over with before I got here.
George Halley: What, are you a college kid?
Lloyd Hart: I just finished law school.
Eddie Bartlett: Oh, a lawyer, huh? Can you think of anything that can get us out of this hole?
George Halley: Aw, he wouldn't if he could. He's one of them guys that cheer the loudest back home, and then when they get over here and the goin' gets tough they fold up.
Eddie Bartlett: [Annoyed] Shut up...
George Halley: I'm talkin' to him...
Eddie Bartlett: [Talking to George] And I'm talkin' to YOU. I don't like heels or big mouths. We're all scared, and why shouldn't we be? Whaddya' think they're usin' in this war, water pistols?
Eddie Bartlett: [Talking to Lloyd] You're all right, kid. I like guys who are honest with themselves. Stay that way.
Eddie Bartlett: [the shelling around them has died down] Come on. Looks like it's quieted down.
[the three men make their way out of the shell hole]

George Halley: [In the shell hole: Eddie offers a cigarette to George. He in turn takes it, and then picks out bugs that apparently infest everything] Ah, look at that. Them cooties are gettin' desperate: they're feedin' off tobacco.
Eddie Bartlett: How much can a cootie smoke?

George Halley: [while running across the battlefield ablaze with an artillery barrage in progress, Eddie has just dived into a gaping shell hole for cover. He practically lands on top of another soldier who is already in the crater] Now, do you always come into a rat hole like that?
Eddie Bartlett: What do you want me to do, knock?

James Frazier: Listen, Rocky. I'm pulling every string I can. I'm seeing the all right people. And I think I can get you off with about three years.
Rocky Sullivan: You talk like I can do that three years in a handstand. It's a long time. That ain't no picnic. You'll be outside having it soft right on those cushions.
James Frazier: I know it's a tough break, Rocky. But I'm not gonna mark time. I'm gonna scout around, make connections. Not only for me, but for both of us. You understand?
Rocky Sullivan: Why should I take the fall?
James Frazier: There's no other way out. Now, be sensible. If they get me too, I'll not only be disbarred, but they'll check on my vault box and grab that hundred grand. You don't want to lose that dough, do you?
Rocky Sullivan: Alright, Frazier. It's my rap and I'll take it. But it's my hundred grand and I'll take that too, the day that I get out.

James Frazier: Rocky?
Rocky Sullivan: Yeah, Rocky. I ain't dead yet. Give me those keys. Get going.

James Frazier: Well, well, Rocky! Say, this is a surprise!
Rocky Sullivan: Whadda ya hear! Whadda ya say!

Lee Donley: [cutting off Nick's shirt so she can dress his wound] Oh, did I hurt you?
Nick Butler: [sarcastically] Oh, no. How could you hurt me by sticking a scissors in my arm?

Pop Tolliver: Who's down there, or I'll shoot!
Steve Collins: Well, go ahead and shoot - only make sure you aim at me!

Spade Maddock: [admiring an 8 x 10 of Lois Underwood] Friend a yours? You been rubbing noses with all the big shots in the picture business.
Dan Quigley: [chuckling] We'll call it noses if you like.