Meet John Doe
1941
The Colonel: I don't read no papers, and I don't listen to radios either. I know the world's been shaved by a drunken barber, and I don't have to read it.
Long John Willoughby: Hey, stop worryin', Colonel, fifty bucks ain't gonna ruin me. The Colonel: I've seen plenty of fellas start out with fifty bucks and wind up with a *bank* account! Beany: Hey, what's wrong with a bank account, anyway? The Colonel: And let me tell you, Long John, when you become a guy with a bank account, they gotcha! Yes sir, they gotcha! Beany: Who's got him? The Colonel: The helots!
Mayor Hawkins: Walk slow, like you do when you come to pay your taxes.
Ann: If it was raining hundred dollar bills, you'd be out looking for a dime you lost someplace!
Henry Connel: Lighthouses, John. Lighthouses in a foggy world.
(Discussing the contract with John Doe) Henry Connel: On December 26th, you get one railroad ticket... out of town. And the Bulletin agrees to pay to have your arm fixed. That's what you want, isn't it? Long John Willoughby: Yeah, but, it's gotta be by "Bonesetter" Brown.