“You don’t understand. I coulda had class. I coulda been a contender. I coulda been somebody, instead of a bum, which is what I am, let’s face it. It was you, Charley.”
“You go on about happiness but it’s no more than the anticipation you feel before going to the races, planning what horse to bet on and how you’ll spend your winnings.”
“Hey, you got some… you got some heavy troubles on your mind? Huh, babe? We’ll work it out. We’ll play some cops and robbers. We’ll bust this big criminal. We’ll swagger around.”