Sam Spade

Come on, get back there.

Sorry, sweetheart.

I didn't mean to let him get that close to you.

It was an experiment, just to see what would happen.

It did.

Well, plans are all right sometimes, Doctor, and sometimes just stirring things up is all right if you're tough enough to survive and keep your eyes open so you see what you want when it comes to the top or something.

Spade, Dundee, I'm at home.

I've got two homicidal characters here, one sane and one insane.

Now, if you can tell the difference, I'll let you give the story to the papers.

And that, Lieutenant D, is the crop.

You, uh, picked the wrong one.

Figures.

It's as simple as this.

Raymond Fox was the loony, but Birdwell, alias Grierson, conceived and executed the whole scheme, including the explosions.

Don't worry about Fox.

He's now back at the hospital working on a new secret formula.

I don't know what it is, but it might be an anti-truth serum serum because that's how Birdwell got the penetron formula, by using truth serum on the mad scientist to make him talk.

Anyway you figured, he's crazy like a fox.

His enemies are all dead or on their way, and he's as snug as a rug in a bug house.

Period.