He was as tough and romantic as the city he loved.Behind his black-rimmed glasses was the coiled sexual power of a jungle cat."" Oh, I love this! ""New York was his town, and it always would be.""the building front of the landmark Parke Bernet Galleries, a Sotheby""s auction house on Madison Ave.It depends on the favor.Marlowe: Do you know Geiger""s bookstore across the street?Clerk: I think I may have passed it.Marlowe: Do you know Geiger by sight?Clerk: Well, I...Marlowe: What does he look like?Clerk: Wouldn""t it be easy enough to go across the street and ask o see him?Marlowe: I""ve already done that.Wagstaff: You just said that! That""s the trouble around here: talk, alk, talk! Oh, sometimes I think I must go mad.[Although the film is black and white, the Indian""s red blood inevitably ran into the river - the Red River.[The film, possessing a circular structure, ends with a pan moving in the reverse direction.] The camera slowly zooms in toward the third window on he side of a brick building where a half-full whiskey bottle hangs from a rope attached to the window crank.