Cobby: How can things go so wrong? How is it possible? One man killed, — The Asphalt Jungle

"One way or another, we all work for our vice."

"Everything is here, from the observed routine of the personnel to the alarm system, the types of locks on the doors, the aging condition of the main safe, and so forth and so forth. Take my word for it, Mr. Emmerich, this is a ripe plum ready to fall...Perhaps you know my reputation. Ive engineered some very big things."

"Theyll be paid off like house painters - theyll be told nothing about the size of the take. Sometimes, men get greedy."

"Theyll listen to reason. This is a very bad jolt for them. And its possible theyll be willing to buy the jewels back, no questions asked, for as high as twenty-five percent of what theyre worth."

"Put in hours and hours of planning. Figure everything down to the last detail. Then what? Burglar alarms start going off all over the place for no sensible reason. A gun fires of its own accord and a man is shot. And a broken down old cop, no good for anything but chasing kids, has to trip over us. Blind accident. What can you do against blind accidents? One thing I ought to have figured and didnt was Emmerich. I know why I didnt. Im not kidding myself. It was the extra dough he promised. I got hungry. Greed made me blind."

"Experience has taught me never to trust a policeman. Just when you think ones all right, he turns legit."