Itchy Quotes in Dick Tracy (1990)

Big Boy Caprice: You know, Dick - You mind if I call you "Dick"? My associates here would very much like to see you have a little accident. But I tell 'em, "No. I'll take care of Tracy myself," I tell 'em. You know why? I want you on my side!

[Itchy hands Big Boy a suitcase. Big Boy takes out of it a large wad of cash]

Big Boy Caprice: And let me tell you what my side is. My side is a lifetime of action and adventure with no clock to punch. It's treating that gal of yours 100%. She should be treated like a princess. Protected like a baby.

Dick Tracy: You gonna put *all* that money down there?

Big Boy Caprice: Fifteen thousand clams.

[Big Boy drops the money on the table. The Kid watches from the small window]

Big Boy Caprice: It's a deal.

[Big Boy pushes the money toward Tracy]

Itchy: Fifteen thousand clams.

[Tracy takes the money. The Kid gapes in disbelief, sad and disappointed to see his hero take the bribe. Itchy chuckles]

Big Boy Caprice: Welcome to new waters, Dick! We're gonna run one hell of a ship with you aboard. There's a big world out there, and it's up for sale. All of it. All we gotta do is make sure that the people know I'm the one big enough to run it.

Dick Tracy: [dryly] And that you are guilty of attempting to bribe an officer of the law.

[Tracy throws all the money back in Big Boy's face. The Kid smiles, realizing Tracy never meant to take the bribe money. The thugs grab hold of Tracy]

Itchy: Hey, hey!

Flattop: Not so fast, coppa.

Big Boy Caprice: [angrily] You dumb dick!

Dick Tracy: Hello, gentlemen. Where's Lips Manlis?

Flattop: Who's Lips Manlis?

Itchy: Yeah, who's Lips Manlis? We get to make one phone call. That's the law.

Dick Tracy: Yeah?

Itchy: Yeah. Gimme the phone.

Dick Tracy: Here's the phone. Be my guest.

[Itchy throws the phone - its line cord removed by Tracy already]

Dick Tracy: Make a note, Pat. They waived their right to a phone call.

Pat Patton: Right, Tracy.

Flattop: Hey, coppa. Maybe you wanna look before you leap, huh? We got rights.

Dick Tracy: Take the bad men away. They scare me.

Itchy: Thirty seconds, no more Dick! Thirty seconds, no more Dick!

Booker: Alright now, when we get in there, we get rough right of the bat. Okay?

Itchy: Alright. Yeah, right. Rough. Cool. Okay, here ya go.

Booker: What is this?

Itchy: I got us a couple of masks. We are gonna scare the shit out of this guy. Ya know, we're gonna let him know we mean business, right?

Booker: Masks...

Itchy: Yeah, scary ones. I boosted 'em from the salvation army.

Booker: We're not wearing masks, Itchy!

Charlie: By the way, Carface, what did you trade Red for your collar?

Carface: He wanted the bottom of my shoes, or something. Hehehe. I don't even wear shoes. Ah, stupid cat.

Red: [from the hole which he went back to Hell through] Stupid dog! It was your soul!

[Demons rise up from the hole and pull Carface into the hole as the others look down]

Carface: Let me go! Red! This is not good! Red, no! Not the flames!

Itchy: What do you know? And I thought all dogs go to Heaven.

Itchy: [Just arrived in heaven] I can't believe it! I...

[pauses]

Itchy: I'm not itchy.

Charlie: That's funny. You look like him.

Itchy: [laughing] No, I mean for the first time in my life, I don't have to scratch!

Charlie: Of course not, Itch. This is heaven. Fleas go to the other place.

Itchy: I'm so hungry, I could eat a shoe.

Charlie: [after the root beer falls through his mouth] What?

Itchy: [sees that his and Charlie's reflections are not there] Charlie, look! We ain't - oh! We're ghosts!

Charlie: Annabelle! OF ALL THE ROTTEN TRICKS!