The other night I went to the Castro Theatre to see Henri-Georges Clouzot's Quai des Orfèvres, a fabulous and chilly post-war film noir about a jealous husband, his beautiful wife, the gorgeous lesbian photographer who loves them both, and the cop who suspects them each of murder.
from the description in the Castro schedule:
"In a scene way beyond anything allowed in contemporary American movies, the cop remarks to Dora, 'You and I are two of a kind—we’ll never get lucky with women.'”