Vivian (Bacall): I don’t like your manners.
Marlowe (Bogart): I don’t mind if you don’t like my manners. I don’t like ’em myself. They’re pretty bad. I grieve over them long winter evenings.
Vivian (Bacall): I don’t like your manners.
Marlowe (Bogart): I don’t mind if you don’t like my manners. I don’t like ’em myself. They’re pretty bad. I grieve over them long winter evenings.