The Best Celia James Quotes

Joe: Ms. James. Please come in. Sit down.
Celia: Um... I made a mistake, Mr. Mannix and wasted your time.
Joe: You said it was urgent. Now if it's still urgent, maybe I can help. I promise no charge for this. Sit down.
Celia: Well, my Uncle Simon-- Simon Garvey-- came to Los Angeles three days ago. We had dinner and afterwards, he asked if I'd do him a little favor. Keep his attache case for him overnight.
Joe: Seems a little enough favor.
Celia: Except that was three days ago. He didn't call the next morning, so I called him. The hotel said he checked out. He hasn't called since. He's just vanished.
Joe: Do you know what's in the attache case? Did you look?
Celia: Yes. Yes, I did. $312,000.
Joe: That's a fortune. Question is... whose fortune? Tell me, uh, was there anything else in the case?
Celia: Some papers. Names and places. Nothing that would explain the money.
Joe: So you came to me. Why didn't you go to the police?
Celia: I didn't want any trouble.
Joe: You're short an uncle and long $300,000. I'd say you got trouble.

Jackson: [talking into Joe's desk phone] Jackson here. Give me Red.
Makuta: [after searching through the office] I'll check upstairs.
Jackson: Hey, Red, we're out. And we found the place. 17 Paseo Verde. Pick us up as soon as it's done. No, man, we'll be fine as silk.
[hangs up the phone]
Jackson: All set.
Clay: Oh, that's cool. All we have to do now is... kill some time.
Makuta: [returning from upstairs with a beer bottle and some glasses] Look what I found.
Jackson: Beautiful.
[Makuta pours everyone a glass]
Jackson: Peace and quiet.
Peggy: Three cons on the run.
Clay: Come on now, we're tourists. Here today, gone tomorrow. Just looking at the sights.
[to Celia]
Clay: What's your name, honey?
[touches Celia's chin. Celia slaps him. He grabs her arm and Joe reacts]
Jackson: Relax, investigator.
Clay: Only trouble today is that there's not enough love in this world.
Celia: Don't touch me.
Jackson: Clay? Clay! Knock it off. All of you, relax. You won't get hurt. We just want a place to stay.
Makuta: And, uh, maybe some bread. Yes?
Jackson: Yeah, we could use some traveling dough.
Clay: Oh, uh, you don't mind to give sweets?
[Joe gives him some money from his pocket]
Makuta: Where's the loot? Well, maybe a house to house search will...
Peggy: Outside on the desk! But it won't get you to Long Beach!
[Makuta goes to front desk and searches it]
Clay: 22 bucks.
Jackson: 40-some. Where's the office safe?
Joe: We don't have one.
Makuta: Okay, black girl, where is it?
Peggy: He just told you we don't have one! Drop dead!
[Makuta grabs Peggy, Joe punches him, and Makuta draws his gun]
Jackson: [restraining Makuta] MAKUTA!
Joe: Excuse me.
Jackson: Easy, man. Easy. Come on.
[sits back in Joe's chair]
Jackson: Look, there doesn't have to be any trouble. We'll be out of here by the time it's dark. But we need traveling bread.
Joe: I got a check cashed.
Makuta: Sure. At your bank, maybe.
Joe: One of you can come with me.
Jackson: You're full of angles, Mannix. Figure out something that's foolproof.