–Tell me, Walter, on this insurance, how much commision do you make?
–Twenty percent.
–We’re both rotten.
–Only you’re a little more rotten.
–Where would the living room be?
–In there. But they keep the liquor loked up.
–That’s all right. I carry my own keys.
-Have you made up your mind?
-Mr. Keyes, I’m a Medford man. Medford, Oregon. Up in Medford, we
take our time making up our minds.
-Well, we’re not in Medford. We’re in a hurry.
-I was just fixing some ice tea. Would you like a glass?
-Yea, unless you got a bottle of beer that’s not working.
1) I wonder if I know what you mean? 2) I wonder if you wonder.
1) You know, you, uh, oughta take a look at the statistics on suicide some time. You might learn a little something about the insurance business.
2) Mister Keyes, I was RAISED in the insurance business.
1) Yeah, in the front office. Come now, you’ve never read an actuarial table in your life, have you? Why they’ve got ten volumes on suicide alone. Suicide by race, by color, by occupation, by sex, by seasons of the year, by time of day. Suicide, how committed: by poison, by firearms, by drowning, by leaps. Suicide by poison, subdivided by TYPES of poison, such as corrosive, irritant, systemic, gaseous, narcotic, alkaloid, protein, and so forth. Suicide by leaps, subdivided by leaps from high places, under the wheels of trains, under the wheels of trucks, under the feet of horses, from STEAMBOATS. But, Mr. Norton: Of all the cases on record, there’s not one single case of suicide by leap from the rear end of a moving train. And you know how fast that train was going at the point where the body was found? Fifteen miles an hour. Now how can anybody jump off a slow-moving train like that with any kind of expectation that he would kill himself? No, no soap, Mr. Norton. We’re sunk, and we’ll have to pay through the nose, and you know it.
1)I’ll buy you a martini 2) No thanks 3)With two olives!
As you know, it contains a double-indemnity clause.
Do I laugh now or wait until it gets funny?
Dollar-for-dollar, Mr. Dietrichson, accident insurance is the cheapest coverage you can buy.
Don’t you think he should have accident insurance?
Every month, hundreds of claims come to this desk. Some are phony. And I know which ones.
From the moment they met, it was murder!
Goodbye, Baby.
Great football team Stanford.
He was a Stanford man, Mr. Neff. He still goes to his class reunion every year.
He was married to a woman he didn’t care anything about. And I did.
He’s always been mean to me.
How could I have known that murder can sometimes smell like honeysuckle?
I killed him for money and for a woman. I didn’t get the money. And I didn’t get the woman.
I know it was not an accident.
It was a walk of a dead man.
It’s just like the first time I came here, isn’t it? We were talking
about automobile insurance. Only you were thinking about murder and
I was thinking about that anklet.
It’s on your two cars. The LaSalle and the Plymouth.
Just put your hand on the knob, turn it to the left, now pull it towards you. That’s the boy.
Now, get out of here before I throw my desk at you.
There’s a speed limit in this state, Mr. Neff. 45 miles per hour.
They say all native Californians come from Iowa.
They’ve committed a murder. And it’s not like taking a trolley ride
together where they can get off at different stops. They’re stuck with each other and they’ve got to ride all the way to the end of the
line. And it’s a one-way trip and the last stop is the cemetery.
This has got to be perfect – straight down the line.
This is going to be perfect, straight down the line.
Walter Neff, insurance salesman, 35 years old, unmarried, no visible scars – until a while ago, that is.
We hate to see the policies lapse.
We’re going to do it, and we’re going to do it right.
What are you honking the horn for?
You’re too good to be a salesman.
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