Mr. Orange:
What happens if the manager won't give you the diamonds?
Mr. White:
When you're dealing with a store like this, they're insured up the ass. They're not supposed to give you any resistance whatsoever. If you get a customer, or an employee, who thinks he's Charles Bronson, take the butt of your gun and smash their nose in. Everybody jumps. He falls down screaming, blood squirts out of his nose, nobody says fucking shit after that. You might get some bitch talk shit to you, but give her a look like you're gonna smash her in the face next, watch her shut the fuck up. Now if it's a manager, that's a different story. Managers know better than to fuck around, so if you get one that's giving you static, he probably thinks he's a real cowboy, so you gotta break that son of a bitch in two. If you wanna know something and he won't tell you, cut off one of his fingers. The little one. Then tell him his thumb's next. After that he'll tell you if he wears ladies underwear. I'm hungry. Let's get a taco.
Perello:
So, Joe, I just got off the phone with Ivan Yugorsky about this thing with his nephew.
Joey Gazelle:
I told you. It's not the fucking piece.
Perello:
Look, everybody knows the nephew is a brain fried retrobate.
Joey Gazelle:
Yeah, whatever. He's a fucking tweaker piece of shit. And he's cooking meth in his backyard. I know I told you this already, but it's just a matter of time before he blows up the whole fucking neighborhood.
Perello:
We notice, but it's a sensitive issue with me and you. Now, I'm in bed with Yugorsky on this gasoline deal. Hey, it's a good deal. I don't want to rock the boat.
Tommy "Tombs" Perello:
Aw, fuck that. Fuck those Russian cunts, huh? Pa, it's the fucking narc that's got his dick in our ass.
Perello:
Hey, calm down Tommy. You see Joe, the tweaker's got it in his head that maybe you were looking to knock him out of the cooking business and help the boy out. Made a piece available to him.
Joey Gazelle:
I would never use a kid to do something like that. Never.
Perello:
Alright, alright, look. I made a personal reassurance to Yugorsky that I would have my entire crew in the street out looking for that kid. Now, in the interest of professional harmony, I think we all want to get our stories straight.
David Jacobs:
You're a liar! You lied about everything. You lied about your father being out west, 'cause he's not out west! You didn't even tell me your real name!
Jack Kelly:
So? What you wanna do about it Dave?
David Jacobs:
I don't understand you.
Jack Kelly:
Oh, so let me spell it out for you. You see, I ain't got nobody tucking me in at night, like you. It's just me, I gotta look out for myself.
David Jacobs:
You had the Newsies!
Jack Kelly:
Oh, what'd being a Newsie ever give me but a dime a day and a few black eyes? You know, I can't afford to be a kid no more, Dave. For the first time in my life, I got money in my pockets. Real money. Money, you understand? I got more on the way and as soon as I collect, I'm gone, I'm away.
David Jacobs:
Well, that's good! That's good because we don't need you! We don't need you! All those words you said, those were mine.
Jack Kelly:
Yeah, but you never had the guts to put them across yourself, did ya?
David Jacobs:
I do now.
Rod Kimble:
Hey, everybody! I got some awesome news. We have a new crew member today, Denise. So I thought it would be fun if we all went around and said our name and a little something about ourselves. I'll start. My name is Rod, and I like to party. All right, Dave, you're up.
Dave:
Uh, hi. Uh, my name is Dave, and uh... I like to party.
Rod Kimble:
Uh, no, Dave. I just said that I party, so maybe you could do something different from me.
Dave:
My name is Dave, and I... am the stuntman.
Rod Kimble:
You know what? Let's move on. Rico, you're up.
Rico:
Uh, hello! I'm Rico, and I like to party.
Rod Kimble:
Yeah, uh, Rico, what did I just say to Dave?
Rico:
Who?
Rod Kimble:
Dave!
Kevin Powell:
I like to party. I'm Rod.
Rod Kimble:
No! You're Kevin!
Kevin Powell:
Right, Kevin. I party.
Rod Kimble:
No, no, you don't. Okay, nobody parties but me.
Dave:
Yes, and we party.
Rod Kimble:
No!
Rico:
Yeah, just Rod...
Rod Kimble:
Yes!
Rico:
...and me!
Rod Kimble:
No! I'm the only one who parties!
Kevin Powell:
I'm pretty sure I've partied before.
Rod Kimble:
No, Kevin, I know for a fact you don't party. Okay? You do not party!
Kevin Powell:
You're right. Dave's the party guy.
Dave:
Haha, sweet!
Rod Kimble:
Oh, my God, shut up! Okay? I'm just gonna do it for you.
Rocky Balboa:
Yo, don't I got some rights?
Boxing Commissioner:
What rights do you think you're referring to?
Rocky Balboa:
Rights, like in that official piece of paper they wrote down the street there?
Boxing Commissioner:
That's the Bill of Rights.
Rocky Balboa:
Yeah, yeah. Bill of Rights. Don't it say something about going after what makes you happy?
Boxing Commissioner:
No, that's the pursuit of happiness. But what's your point
Rocky Balboa:
My point is I'm pursuing something and nobody looks too happy about it.
Boxing Commissioner:
But... we're just looking out for your interests.
Rocky Balboa:
I appreciate that, but maybe you're looking out for your interests just a little bit more. I mean you shouldn't be asking people to come down here and pay the freight on something they paid, it still ain't good enough, I mean you think that's right? I mean maybe you're doing your job but why you gotta stop me from doing mine? Cause if you're willing to go through all the battling you got to go through to get where you want to get, who's got the right to stop you? I mean maybe some of you guys got something you never finished, something you really want to do, something you never said to someone, something... and you're told no, even after you paid your dues? Who's got the right to tell you that, who? Nobody! It's your right to listen to your gut, it ain't nobody's right to say no after you earned the right to be where you want to be and do what you want to do!... You know, the older I get the more things I gotta leave behind, that's life. The only thing I'm asking you guys to leave on the table... is what's right.
Kenny O'Donnell:
You sleeping?
President Kennedy:
No, not much. I slept last night, though, you know, and, geez, when I woke up, somehow I'd forgotten that all this happened, you know? Then, of course, I remembered, and I just wished for a second that somebody else was President.
Kenny O'Donnell:
You mean that?
President Kennedy:
I said for a *second*.
Luc:
[looking at a photo of Charlie] How did you meet?
Kate:
At a party. I'd just come to Toronto on a teaching exchange. We started talking. I had this feeling about him, same for him. It wasn't exactly a thunderclap or a lightning bolt, it was more like a...
Luc:
Light drizzle?
Kate:
[rolls her eyes] You really, honestly never had that feeling about anybody in your whole entire life, honestly?
Luc:
If I did, I would not admit it. His chin looks a little weak, if you ask me.
Kate:
It doesn't, and I didn't, and why wouldn't you admit a feeling like that?
Luc:
Why should I? Look where it has got you.
Kate:
Maybe if you did, you wouldn't have that little problem we're not supposed to talk about.
Luc:
It's not a problem, it's just a temporary...
