I finally finished watching The Sniper, a good film noir from 1952. It’s a good tense drama about a compulsive sex killer (who uses an M1 carbine, heh). One funny moment comes after the protagonist burns himself on a stove and goes to the emergency room. In addition to the memorable scenes of doctors smoking in hospitals, it has the line
E.R doc: A man’s got no business messing around with stoves, it’s strictly a woman’s business.