The Betty Moran Case

Here's Dick Powell as Richard Diamond, private detective. My name's Diamond and I'm in business for a very simple reason.

I like money. Oh sure, I could do better, but I don't believe in straining myself. I might make a few bucks more, but so what? You work harder, your back gets weaker, and you take that extra couple of bucks and spend it for a brace to keep you from folding in the middle.

No, I got a little one room office that leans out over Broadway and I'm very happy. Sometimes I get a case that lasts a week, a hundred bucks a day in expenses and I make enough to pay the rent, take my girl Helen Asher to dinner a couple of times and rest my feet on the desk like a prosperous businessman.

I'm in partnership with a show called Human Nature and with him on my side it just figures that people are going to get in trouble. the character who's ringing the doorbell of an apartment on the east side.

He's built just right from more trouble than he can handle. Hello, Mrs. Moran. You say that like you're really glad to see me. I'll let you know as soon as we can talk business. Did you bring a rubber hose along?

Why? Are you going to be hard to get along with? This time, yes. Where's your husband? He went out. I tried to convince him the window was the quickest way to the street, But he's old-fashioned. He took the elevator.

You're drunk. You can't get a vet out of me. Want a drink? Just get the 500. I don't want to be around when your old man gets back. You couldn't afford that, could you? No, no, I don't think you could either.