Have the lambs stopped screaming?
- He hissed at you. What did he say?
- He said, "I can smell your cunt."
- I see. I myself cannot.
A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti.
All my life I've tried to be the good guy, the guy in the white fucking hat. And for what? For nothing. I'm not becoming like them; I am them.
A wise guy's always right; even when he's wrong, he's right.
Twenty years you know a guy, you fuckin' whack him out just like that over a lounge? That's beautiful.
When I introduce you, I'm gonna say, "This is a friend of mine." That means you're a connected guy. Now if I said instead, this is a friend of ours that would mean you a made guy. A Capiche?