Spade. S P A D E.

Mr. Spade.

Yeah, this is Spade.

Mr. Spade, I...

Mr. Spade.

Hello, Mr. Spade.

This is Samuel Spade.

Good night, Mr. Spade.

Yeah, this is Sam Spade.

Come in, Mr. Spade.

Bum steer, Mr. Spade?

It's almost daylight, Mr. Spade.

You've got to trust me, Mr. Spade.

All right, Spade, we'll go.

Be generous, Mr. Spade.

Mr. Spade, there is a boy outside. He seems to be watching the house.

Have Miles' desk moved out of the office and have Spade and Archer taken off all the doors and windows and have Samuel Spade put on.

I intend to search your offices, Mr. Spade.

We want to talk to you, Spade.

Yeah. Put him on. This is Sam Spade.

Mr. Spade told me about your offer for the Falcon.

Someday you're going to find it out. Spade and Archer.

See, Mr. Spade, I'm trying to recover an ornament that, shall we say, has been mislaid.

Uh, Sparks?

I'm Sam Spade. Tom Polhaus phoned.

I sincerely expect the greatest mutual benefit from our association, Mr. Spade.

Come on, Sparks.

All right, Sparks.

I shouldn't think it would be necessary to remind you, Mr. Spade, that you may have the Falcon, but we certainly have you.

Oh, Scottie. Oh, Scottie, please.

Mr. Spade, have you any conception of how much money can be got for that black bird?

Eh, tell her, Sparks!

I think maybe Sparks there...

Steady as you go, Sparks!

Schmidt, that's this guy's real tag.

Given the unique history of UNAMSIL, I cannot but feel a deep sense of satisfaction as I submit this last report on the Mission.

Well, you know me, Spade.

Sparks, you are, uh, in charge of navigation.

All right! Look alive now, Sparks!

You agree with me, Sparks?

Well, good! Uh, Sparks, you'd better take the tiller.

How about your belt, Sparks?

Is that you, Rhett?

Tell me, Mr. Spade, am I to blame for last night?

Good morning, Sparks! Asleep on watch!