Marlow: The name is Reilly. Doghouse Reilly. I’m a shamus.
Vivian: So you’re a private detective. I didn’t know they existed, except in books. Or else they were greasy little men snooping around hotel corridors. My, you’re a mess, aren’t you?
Marlowe: I’m not very tall either. Next time, I’ll come on stilts, wear a white tie and carry a tennis racket.
Vivian: You know, I don’t see what there is to be cagey about, Mr. Marlowe. And I don’t like your manners.
Marlowe: I’m not crazy about yours. I didn’t ask to see you. I don’t mind if you don’t like my manners. I don’t like them myself. They’re pretty bad. I grieve over them long winter evenings.
Marlowe: Would you happen to have a Ben-Hur 1860, Third Edition with a duplicated line on page one-sixteen? Or a Chevalier Audubon 1840?
Vivian: Tell me: What do you usually do when you’re not working? Marlowe: Oh, play the horses, fool around. Vivian: No women?
Marlowe: I’m generally working on something most of the time. Vivian: Could that be stretched to include me? Marlowe: Well I like you. I’ve told you that before. Vivian: I like hearing you say it.
Marlowe: What do you want me to do? Count three like they do in the movies?
[ 7 murders later ]
Marlowe: It won’t take ‘em long. Vivian: What are you gonna…?
Marlowe: Wait a minute. Let me do the talking, angel. I don’t know yet what I’m gonna tell ‘em, but it will be pretty close to the truth.
Mr. Bogart (Marlowe) was played by Alan Kemeny.
Ms. Bacall (Vivian) was played by Lia Kemeny.
Pretzels were used in place of cigarettes in this production.