Ginny: Okay, where were you when he needed you? Maybe you were someplace having beautiful thoughts. Well, I wasn’t. I was in a stinkin’ gin mill, where all he had to do to see me was walk in, sit down at the table and buy me a drink and that’s all I know about it. I didn’t ask him if he killed anybody.
Kathie Bleeker: Well, what d’ya do? I mean, do you just ride around or do you go on some sort of a picnic or something?
Johnny Strabler: A picnic? Man, you are too square. I’m. . .I. . .I’ll have to straighten you out. Now, listen, you don’t go any one special place. That’s cornball style. You just go.