The first few clodfuls of dirt that hit the top of the casket make a dull clump/thud [an impressive effect for early alkie audiences]...They hack it up.A good one costs you three packs of cigarettes." From a large trunk full of contraband cigarette packs, Hunk loaned Vince hree packs in exchange for repayment of four packs, but Vince reneged on the offer - and Hunk cautioned: "You""ll learn.Wagstaff: Say, I""d walk a mile for a Calamel.Baravelli: You mean chocolate calamel.I like that too, but you no guess it.Hey, what-sa matter, you no understand English? You can""t come in here unless you say ""swordfish."" Now I""ll give you one more guess.Wagstaff: (to himself: Swordfish.Swordfish) I think I got it.Is it ""swordfish""?Baravelli: Hah! That""s-a it! You guess it!Wagstaff: Pretty good, eh?When Baravelli opens the door and congratulates him, Wagstaff sneaks in the door, shuts it, and asks for the password.[The duo then crashed their car through two sides of a glass-sided building - and miraculously ended up back on the freeway behind the second suspect - before the thug was rammed and killed in his car by opposing traffic.Scarlett: Oh, Pa.You talk like an Irishman.Gerald: It""s proud I am that I""m Irish, and don""t you be forgetting, Missy, that you""re half-Irish, too.