- [Trina, a best-selling mystery novelist, claims her husband was killed by falling on an ice pick - but the man's body has disappeared before the police arrived]
- Trina De Witt: He was right there... and he was dead! The ice pick was right here.
- Police Lt. Gentry: Ice pick, Miss DeWitt?
- Trina De Witt: Yes, an ice pick. He slapped me. I grabbed it just to scare him away Well, he took it from me. I ran for the door, then I heard this crash...
- Hughes: Bathroom's empty; so's the bedroom.
- Police Lt. Gentry: No reporters, no photographers... no press agents?
- Hughes: No corpse, either.
- Police Lt. Gentry: No sign of a struggle, no blood on the floor ¬ and no ice pick.
- Tim Rourke: All right, Cupid, what gives?
- Michael Shayne: Can you keep her occupied for a few hours?
- Tim Rourke: Well, I can give it a try.
- Michael Shayne: I mean as long as possible. And if you have to leave her, drop her off at Lucy's apartment.
- Lucy Hamilton: I live in a respectable building.
- Michael Shayne: All right, so you sneak her up the back way.
- Lucy Hamilton: What do we talk about?
- Michael Shayne: Girl talk. Now somewhere in GoGo's air-conditioned brain, she may have the answers that I'm looking for.
- [Lucy has found the lipstick to match the shade Mike found on a cigarette]
- Lucy Hamilton: Do you like it?
- Michael Shayne: Like what?
- Lucy Hamilton: The lipstick, silly - "Tickle Pink"
- Michael Shayne: It looks expensive.
- Lucy Hamilton: It is - kiss proof, smear proof, scented with rare and exotic perfumes, French import and ten bucks a copy.
- Michael Shayne: Yeah, it looks better on you then it does on the cigarette.
- Murray Holt: Sometimes I wonder why I ever got into this rat race.
- Michael Shayne: Rat race is right and you're way out in front.
- [Tim leaves Mike's office with a stripper to continue his research]
- Tim Rourke: We're doing a Sunday feature.
- Michael Shayne: [to Lucy] It may never get into print, but it should make quite a story.
- Trina De Witt: Sorry, Wally, but you're one luxury I can't afford.
- Trina De Witt: You can afford anything you want!
- Trina De Witt: Right! And I don't want you.