Out of the Past

Out of the Past quotes

61 total quotes (ID: 435)

Jack Fisher
Jeff Bailey/Jeff Markham
Kathie Moffat
Multiple Characters
Whit Sterling


[to Jeff] You dirty, double-crossing rat.


[to Jeff] You'll never be happy until you square yourself.

[to Kathie] Did it take much persuasion to make you say I killed Fisher? Come on, feed my ego. Tell me he beat ya, tell me he had to drag every word out of ya.

[to Kathie] You dirty little phony. Go on lie some more. Tell me how you handled things for me in San Francisco. Tell me it was all Joe's idea. Go on, Kathie, show me how you're gonna squirm your way out this time. What a sucker you must think I am. I took you back when you came whimpering and crawling. I should have kicked your teeth in. No, I'm not going to. Not now Kathie. We're gonna let the law push you around...You're going to take the rap and play along. You're gonna make every exact move I tell ya. If you don't, I'll kill ya. And I'll promise you one thing. It won't be quick. I'll break you first. You won't be able to answer a telephone or open a door without thinking: 'This is it.' And when it comes, it still won't be quick. And it won't be pretty. You can take your choice.

[to Kathie] You're like a leaf that blows from one gutter to another.

[to Meta] If you'll drop this Junior League patter, we may get this conversation down to where it belongs.

[to Whit] You liked me because you could use me. You could use me because I was smart. I'm not smart anymore. I run a gas station.

A dame with a rod is like a guy with a knitting needle.

And cheer up Kathie. You'll get out of it all right. You always have.

And then I saw her, coming out of the sun, and I knew why Whit didn't care about that forty grand.

Don't try to pay me off with pitch handed to you with this cheap piece of baggage.

I don't like playing games when I'm the fall guy. You might remember that, Whit.

I knew I'd go every night until she showed up. I knew she knew it. I sat there and drank bourbon and I shut my eyes, but I didn't think of a joint on 56th Street. I knew where I was and what I was doing...what a sucker I was. I even knew she wouldn't come the first night. But I sat there, grinding it out.

I never saw her in the daytime. We seemed to live by night. What was left of the day went away like a pack of cigarettes you smoked. I didn't know where she lived. I never followed her. All I ever had to go on was a place and time to see her again. I don't know what we were waiting for. Maybe we thought the world would end. Maybe we thought it was a dream and we'd wake up with a hangover in Niagara Falls. I wired Whit but I didn't tell him. 'I'm in Acapulco,' I said. 'I wish you were here.' And every night I went to meet her. How did I know she'd ever show up? I didn't. What stopped her from taking a boat to Chile or Guatemala? Nothing. How big a chump can you get to be? I was finding out. And then she'd come along like school was out, and everything else was just a stone which sailed at the sea.

I never told you I was anything but what I am. You just wanted to imagine I was. That's why I left you. Now we're back to stay.