Go back to Jersey, sonny. This is the City of the Angels, and you haven't got any wings.
Some men get the world. Others get ex-hookers and a trip to Arizona.
Listen to me very carefully. There are three ways of doing things around here: the right way, the wrong way, and the way that I do it. You understand?
This guy could fuck up a cup of coffee.
I lost control? Look at you, you're fucking walking around like John Barrymore! A fucking pink robe and a fucking cigarette holder? I lost control?
A naked man with a gun? Do you really expect anyone to believe that?
Oh, great. You get the girl, I get the coroner.
In Vegas, everybody's gotta watch everybody else. Since the players are looking to beat the casino, the dealers are watching the players. The box men are watching the dealers. The floor men are watching the box men. The pit bosses are watching the floor men. The shift bosses are watching the pit bosses. The casino manager is watching the shift bosses. I'm watching the casino manager. And the eye-in-the-sky is watching us all.