Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, shall we be getting down to the Hall?

You should tell him shootin' me before you get the falcon...

I am prepared to pay $5,000 for the figure's return.

-Won't you sit down, Miss Wonderly? -Thank you.

...so we asked him to come here.

What is your name, Wonderly or LeBlanc?

You killed Miles and you're going over for it.

There's only one Maltese Falcon.

Yes, Miss Wonderly.

They mentioned you.

Okay, go ahead.

-Oh, am l? -Thanks, honey.

Your first guess was that I had the bird. There's nothing to that.

...precious metals, silks, ivory, sir.

You thought Thursby would tackle Miles and one would go down.

...after he left police headquarters last night or morning.

Will that be enough?

She's young, and his bringing her here is a serious....

Now, you are dangerous.

Then you're either in or out, for keeps!

You didn't try to make a deal before giving him the works?

-Anybody burn? -No.

...before we start to talk prices, how soon can you...

If you start something, I'll make it a matter of your having to kill me or call it off.

It's all right now that I know what it's all about.

We've never been as close as sisters ought to be.

Seventeen years I've wanted that item, and have been trying to get it.

This is the second time that you have laid hands on me!

Yes, sweetheart?

I've got about $500 left.

Are you ready to make the first payment and take the falcon off my hands?

You're a darling.

...pinch me or subpoena me. I'll come down with my lawyer.

I don't care what your secrets are.

Miss O'Shaughnessy is an operative in my employ since yesterday.

The gambler had since disappeared and Floyd knew about it. I don't know.

Let's keep our discussion on a friendly basis.

Forgive my speaking so bluntly but it is the truth.

Then we'll swear out a complaint against you and he'll have the lot of us.

He said he knew she wouldn't. He promised to come if she didn't.

That's the one I got from Kemidov. I swear it!

I'm deathly afraid of him, of what he might do.

Now, maybe we did put the questions to him a little roughly....

The DA's office called. Bryan would like to see you.

Come in, Mr. Cairo.

Now, how would you be able to fix it so that Wilmer couldn't do us any harm?

He's got to be careful not to drink too much...

Do you follow me?

Miles gettin' killed upset me, then you birds crackin' foxy.

There's something else to be discussed first.

Or I will give you one quarter of what I realize on the falcon.

I just got to stand still, and they'll be all over me.

But if I even for a moment thought of doing what you propose...

No, that'll be all. Just be sure to lock the door on your way out.

-Is she in any danger, Sam? -I think she is.

Quick, darling, in with him!

There were 10 when I handed them to you, as you very well know.

Nobody saw it, but that's how it figures.

If it isn't here...

I can show Bryan, our DA, that if he goes around...

...named Charilaos Konstantinides found it in an obscure shop.

You can't pass out on me now.

But, my dear man, can't you see that if I even for a moment...

...bad all around, bad for every detective everywhere.

Do you really think....

...with the finest jewels in their coffers.

That fellow Cairo's in with him, too.

Coffee'll be ready soon. We'll have a cup and try again.

Mr. Spade, you don't think I had anything to do with the death of Mr. Archer?

There's no place for you in our plan, sir.

...except by right of possession.

He'll be along any minute.

I thought he betrayed me. I wanted to find out.

-What have you got to say to that? -I don't know what to say.

I'm going with you.

I want to talk to Mr. Cairo. Joel Cairo.

-Crusaders or something, weren't they? -Very good. Sit down.

Better hurry home and think what to tell the police.

Last night? What could I do? I had to. I don't know where the bird is.

-Go ahead and talk. -Do we have to do it out in the hall?

You haven't heard me say you killed anybody.

When you're slapped you'll take it and like it

I won't go back there!

...what in the world would keep Wilmer from telling the police...

The part about the bird is thrilling.

Why do you let these cheap gunmen hang around the lobby...

Let's give him to them.

It's almost daylight, Mr. Spade.

The maximum, I refuse to guess.

-How's the coffee coming, angel? -In a few minutes.

...but a lot more money would have been one more item on your side of the scales.

Want to hear it?

-What'd they shake out of you? -Shake out? Not one thing.

Coronet Apartments, California Avenue, Apartment 1001.

The cheaper the crook, The gaudier the patter, huh?

You can't treat us like that. It ain't right. We got our work to do.