- Susan Marsh: Where are all your customers?
- Angelo: It's a slack time, miss Susan. Half of my customers lie in bed, and the other half are not up yet.
- Susan Marsh: Did the inspector find the murderer?
- Bill Scott: I thought he had. We heard screams and banging coming from inside a building, rushed inside, and found it was just a routine Soho wife-beating. What's more, the wife swore at us for interfering.
- Angelo: There is no crime here. They're good people, respectable people. These are my nice customers. What do you say?
- Bill Scott: Nice, eh? Have you fed any good crooks lately?
- Susan Marsh: Oh, where are you going?
- Julie: My boyfriend's taking me to the dogs. Boy, can that man judge greyhounds. It must be fellow feeling.
- Bill Scott: Have you toyed with the idea of suicide?
- Paul Sayers: Unfortunately my medical training has taught me so many ways of doing it, I wouldn't know which one to choose.
- Inspector Carp: Well I think I'll be getting along, to see if my any of my bright young sergeants have achieved a miracle. I don't believe in miracles. But then I don't believe in bright young sergeants either.