The Tarnished Angels

00:01:56 Who's your old man, kid? Huh? Who's your old man?

00:04:50 - Did you rent us a room? - We can sleep in the hangar.

00:07:19 Hey, Burke. Look, you play ball with me, I'll match your pay cheque.

00:11:42 A portrait of a pilot sitting in a warplane...

00:14:54 - By the way... - Yes?

00:18:45 Just woke out of a nightmare.

00:21:57 Something tells me I won't be your city editor much longer.

00:25:26 A crazy bird, chasing after prizes as big as... birdseed.

00:30:41 Yeah. Like a laid-out corpse.

00:33:34 And I thought you hit bottom with that dice game.

00:37:20 What about Roger?

00:40:33 Act like a businessman. Deal in facts.

00:44:41 who said Grant could lick Lee every day of the week and twice on Sundays.

00:49:07 You're scared that Matt Ord will welsh on his end of the bargain.

00:52:24 My flirtations were with death.

00:57:10 - If Matt has loused us up... - You won't win any prizes

01:00:14 - Come on! Not much time. - Leave us alone for a minute, huh?

01:03:31 Shumann's closing the gap, and fast, too. He's passing Miller

01:09:20 Put the boots away!

01:13:18 Good night.

01:16:52 - Where are you going? - None of your business.

01:20:22 - Preserved in alcohol, no doubt. - No.

01:22:54 and he deserves our tears.

01:26:30 I'm putting you and Jack on a plane to Chicago.