If you want me to keep my mouth shut, it's gonna cost you some dough. I figure a thousand bucks is reasonable, so I want two.
Only don't tell me you're innocent. Because it insults my intelligence and makes me very angry.
Nobody knows anybody. Not that well.
In Sicily, women are more dangerous than shotguns.
If I'd known we were gonna cast our feelings into words, I'd've memorized the Song of Solomon.
Leave the gun. Take the cannoli.