- Della Street: Is that the cook?
- Perry Mason: And housekeeper.
- Della Street: You'll never convince me she was hired just to dust the furniture.
- [last lines]
- Belle Adrian: Mr. Mason, were you surprised when you found I didn't do it?
- Perry Mason: Of course not, Mrs. Adrian. I knew that all along. You just weren't the type.
- Paul Drake: And who is the type, pray tell?
- Della Street: Oh, that's easy, Paul. Anyone who is not represented by Perry Mason.
- Perry Mason: For some unaccountable reason, Mrs. Adrian, people in trouble foolishly try to escape it by lying to their lawyers. But your allowing me to go into court without complete knowledge of the facts is inexcusable.
- [first lines]
- [Mark, in a wheelchair with a cast on his leg]
- Mark Cushing: Well, that's what I get for showing off, Carla.
- Carla Adrian: Hm, you looked good while it lasted, Mark. All the girls were watching.
- Mark Cushing: Hm, never mind that. All I know is, I goofed. And I'm not sure they picked up all the pieces.
- Paul Drake: [Entering Perry's cabin to find Perry and Della having breakfast] Hey--save some for me!
- Della Street: I'll have to admit this is the world's greatest detective as far as finding food is concerned!
- Della Street: [At Perry's cabin] What do you want with all th... No.
- [heading for the kitchen]
- Della Street: Don't tell me; I'd better get a cup of coffee.
- [looking back]
- Della Street: In fact, I'd better eat a hearty breakfast!
- Belle Adrian: [Having just confessed to Perry that she cleaned up evidence at the murder scene] Does it look very bad?
- Perry Mason: It couldn't look very much worse.