Because I have a vision. A big boss must have a vision. We gotta town with thousands of small stores and bussinesses. People are working real hard. I think they should be working real hard. For us. Because we are for the people. "And if you ain't for the people, you can't buy the people." Lincoln.
All right, that is enough! I want them dead, both of them. I want this No Face dead and I want Tracy dead. What's the matter, you bums forgot how to kill people? Doesn't your work mean anything to you anymore? Have you no sense of pride in what you do? No sense of DUTY, no sense of DESTINY? I'm looking for generals; what do I got? Foot soldiers! I WANT DICK TRACY DEAD!!!
Don't move! Not if you want to stay alive. A woman, a woman, a woman! I've been humiliated by a woman. The way I see it--and Plato agrees with me--is that there is what is, and then there is what we would like it to be. But that's not important. What's important is the future; it's planning ahead. "A man without a plan is not a man." Nietzsche. Wait a minute. Wait. I'm having a thought. Oh, yes. Oh, yes. I'm gonna have a thought. It's coming. It's coming. It's gone. We must rise above the tide, take that journey, that journey into that faraway land...a land that just waits. It waits by the track where the train of destiny must run... run into the future, breaking the shackles of the past. Forget the past. Forget the past. Our limitations are our shackles. Put them behind you forever. Put them behind you forever, Tess. Can't you see I love you?
Itchy: Well, I guess that's the end of Dick! [snickering] Thirty seconds, no more Dick! Thirty seconds, no more Dick! Thirty seconds, no more Dick!
Kid / Dick Tracy Jr.: When do we eat?
Mrs. Trueheart: He could be President of the United States and he'd call it a desk job. Dick Tracy is awfully tough on himself; he's torn, Tess. He's torn between love and duty; if you get too close to a man like that you probably won't be treated any better than he treats himself. It takes a lot of understanding to love a man like that.
Flattop: [pointing a gun at Tess Trueheart]: If anybody shoots, I shoot you, sweetpea!