Mr. Romaine, Crow and others in “The Sinister Urge (movie)”

I read in the morning paper that the police department have assigned a special detail to clear up this silly dirty picture business. As a taxpayer, I demand... [begins hitting his palm with his fist]

Ow! Ow ow ow!

Put those men on important crimes like robberies and murders, and those gangs of young hoodlums that roam the street. Things that'll protect an honest citizen like myself. Spending all that money on such silly things, as a few girly pictures that never hurt anyone.

"Never hurt anyone?!" For your information, Mr. Taxpayer, the dirty picture racket can be directly connected to a good percentage of the major crimes in this city!

Just how?

Well, very indirectly.

It would take a psychiatrist to explain it to you, but I can tell you that we've got three murders on our hands. Three young girls who posed for such pictures! Found in the park. Tortured! Mutilated! Murdered! Here! [shows pictures]

Uh, here's murdered, here's tortured, where's mutilated? There it is...

Some characters will steal or kill just to get their hands on this stuff. It's worse than dope for them! Mr. Taxpayer, the smut picture racket is worse than kidnapping, or dope peddling...

No it isn't!

... Show me a crime, and I can show you a picture that could have caused it. Have I made myself clear?

It's a vague connection, I admit, but...

Do you have a daughter, Mr. Romaine?

Would she be interested in the smut picture racket?

Uhhhhh...

Would you like to choose a different category, sir?

Hmmmmm.... daughter...uh, daughter... is a daughter the thing with the wheel and- oh forget it, I'm thinking of a bike. Let me call my wife. Daughter, you say? Daughter... huh...

Yes... I have two daughters... [leaves looking incredibly somber]

And a puppy.

Servo

At least I think they're daughters. Hope I'm thinking of the right thing- let me get back to you on that.