Goodfellas
1990
Tommy DeVito: In this day and age, what the fuck is this world coming to? I can't believe this, prejudice against - a Jew broad - prejudice against Italians.
Tommy DeVito: Sure, mom, I settle down with a nice girl every night, then I'm free the next morning.
Tommy DeVito: How am I funny, like a clown? What is so funny about me? What the FUCK is so funny about me? Tell me. Tell me what's funny. Henry Hill: Get the fuck outta here, Tommy. Tommy DeVito: Ha ha. I almost had you.
Henry Hill: (narrating) And when the cops, when they assigned a whole army to stop Jimmy, what'd he do? He made 'em partners.
Henry Hill: Jimmy was the kind of guy that rooted for bad guys in the movies.
Henry Hill: (narrating) Whenever we needed money, we'd rob the airport. To us, it was better than Citibank.
Henry Hill: (narrating) And then there was Jimmy Two Times, who got that nickname because he said everything twice, like: Jimmy Two Times: I'm gonna go get the papers, get the papers.
Morrie: What am I? A schmuck on wheels?
Henry Hill: All they got from Paulie was protection from other guys looking to rip them off. That's what it's all about. That's what the FBI can never understand - that what Paulie and the organization offer is protection for the kinds of guys who can't go to the cops. They're like the police department for wiseguys.
Henry Hill: (narrating) Paulie may have moved slow, but it was only because Paulie didn't have to move for anybody.
Henry Hill: (narrating) One day the kids from the neighborhood carried my mother's groceries all the way home. You know why? It was outta respect.
Henry Hill: (narrating) Thirty-two hundred dollars he gave me. Thirty-two hundred dollars for a lifetime. It wasn't even enough to pay for the coffin.
Tommy DeVito: What the fuck are you doing? You're hanging around my fuckin' neck like a vulture, like impending death.
Tommy DeVito: You know Spider, you're a fuckin' mumbling stuttering little prick. You know that?
Henry Hill: (narrating) As far back as I can remember I always wanted to be a gangster.
(With the suitcase open on the desk, Henry counts out stacks of cash) Henry Hill: Thirty-five, forty, forty-five, fifty, sixty thousand. Jimmy Conway: It's gonna be a good summer.
(Henry, Jimmy and Tommy are digging with shovels to find Batts' corpse. Henry is sickened by the stench, but the others don't appear to be bothered) Tommy DeVito: Hey Henry, Henry, hurry up will you? My mother's gonna make some fried peppers and sausage for us. Oh hey, Henry, Henry. Here's an arm. Henry Hill: Very funny, guys. Tommy DeVito: Hey, here's a leg. Here's a wing. (He laughs) Hey, what do you like, the leg or the wing, Henry? Or do you still go for the old hearts and lungs? (Henry vomits)
(last lines) Henry Hill: (narrating) Anything I wanted was a phone call away. Free cars. The keys to a dozen hideout flats all over the city. I bet twenty, thirty grand over a weekend and then I'd either blow the winnings in a week or go to the sharks to pay back the bookies. (Henry leaves the witness stand and speaks directly to the camera) Henry Hill: Didn't matter. It didn't mean anything. When I was broke, I'd go out and rob some more. We ran everything. We paid off cops. We paid off lawyers. We paid off judges. Everybody had their hands out. Everything was for the taking. And now it's all over. Henry Hill: (narrating) And that's the hardest part. Today everything is different; there's no action... have to wait around like everyone else. Can't even get decent food - right after I got here, I ordered some spaghetti with marinara sauce, and I got egg noodles and ketchup. I'm an average nobody... get to live the rest of my life like a schnook.
Spider: (hesitating) Why don't you go fuck yourself, Tommy? (stunned silence) Jimmy Conway: WHOA. I don't believe what I'm hearing. Check out the BALLS on this kid. Hey Spider, this is for you. (tosses money on the table) That's the way. You don't take no shit from nobody.
(Buzzing over and over on her husband's girlfriend's intercom) Karen: This is Karen Hill, I want to talk to you. Hello? Don't hang up on me. I want to talk to you. You keep away from my husband, you understand me? Hello? ANSWER ME. I'm going to tell everybody that walks in this building that in 2R, Rossi, you're nothing but a whore. (gets on phone) Is this the superintendent?... Yes, sir, I would like you to know that you have a whore living in 2R. Rossi, Janice Rossi... He's MY husband. Get your own goddamn man.
Billy Batts: Go home and get your fucking shine box.
Tommy DeVito: Just don't go busting my balls, Billy, okay? Billy Batts: Hey, Tommy, if I was gonna break your balls, I'd tell you to go home and get your shine box. (to his friends) Now this kid, this kid was great. They, they used to call him Spitshine Tommy.
(Morrie jokes at the table) Frankie Carbone: Morrie, stop breaking my balls, all right?
(on Morrie's wig commercial) Morrie: Don't buy wigs that come off at the wrong time.
Tommy DeVito: What, do you got me on a fuckin' pay-no-mind list kid?
Tommy DeVito: He said, "No, you're gonna tell me something today, tough guy." I said, "All right, I'll tell you something: go fuck your mother."
Henry Hill: (narrating) You know, we always called each other goodfellas. Like, you'd say to somebody: "You're gonna like this guy; he's all right. He's a goodfella. He's one of us." You understand? We were goodfellas, wiseguys.
Jimmy Conway: (after Spider tells Tommy to "go fuck yourself") I can't believe what I just hear. (he throws some money on the table) Here, Spider, this is for you. I got respect for this kid. He's got alot of fucking balls. Good for you, don't take no shit of nobody. He shoots him in the foot he tells him to go fuck himself. (to Tommy, joking) Tommy, you gonna let him get away with that? You gonna let this fucking punk get away with that? What's the matter? What's the world coming to? (Tommy pulls out a gun and shoots Spider in the chest)
Jimmy Conway: What is the matter with you, huh? What is the fucking matter with you? What are you, a fucking sick maniac or something? Tommy, I'm kidding with you. Tommy DeVito: Kidding? How am I meant to know you're kidding? You're breaking my fucking balls. Jimmy Conway: I'm fucking kidding with you and you fucking shoot the guy? Henry Hill: He's dead. Jimmy Conway: You dumb bastard, I can't fucking believe you. You're gonna dig the hole. I ain't got no fucking lime, you're gonna dig the fuckin' hole. Tommy DeVito: Fine, I'll dig the fucking hole. I don't give a fuck. What, is the the first hole I ever dug?
(Tommy has shot Spider) Jimmy Conway: I'm fucking kidding with you; you fucking shoot the guy? Henry Hill: He's dead. Tommy DeVito: I'm a good shot, what do you want from me? I'm a good shot. Anthony Stabile: How could you miss at this distance?
Tommy DeVito: Kidding? How am I meant to know you're kidding? You're breaking my fucking balls.
Tommy DeVito: (Tommy holds up a gun at the truck driver he's hijacking) Where's the strong box you fuckin' vermin?
Paul Cicero: You know anything about this fucking restaurant business? (Talking to Henry) Sonny Bunz: He knows everything about it. I mean he's in the joint 24 hours a day. I mean another fucking few minutes he could be a stool that's how often he's in there.
Henry Hill: (narrating) That's the way it is with a wiseguy partner. He gets his money no matter what. You got no business? Fuck you, pay me. You had a fire? Fuck you, pay me. The place got hit by lightning? Fuck you, pay me.
Henry Hill: (narrating) When they found Carbone in the meat truck, he was frozen so stiff it took them three days to thaw him out for the autopsy.
Tommy DeVito: No more shines Billy Billy Batts: What? Tommy DeVito: I said, no more shines Billy Maybe you didn't hear about it, you've been away a long time, I didn't go up, didn't tell ya. Billy Batts: Ah... Tommy DeVito: I don't shine shoes anymore. Billy Batts: Relax, would ya. What's got into you? I haven's seen you in a long fucking time, and I'm breaking your balls a little bit, I'm only kidding with ya... Tommy DeVito: Well, sometimes you don't sound like you're kidding, you know, there's a lotta people here... Billy Batts: I'm only kidding with ya Tommy DeVito: S'ok. Billy Batts: I don't mean to offend you. Tommy DeVito: I'm sorry Billy Batts: I'm sorry too. Tommy DeVito: It's okay. Billy Batts: Salud, Tommy. Tommy DeVito: Can we get some drinks? Everybody, drinks on the house. Billy Batts: (Takes a drink) Now go home and get your fucking shine box Tommy DeVito: Motherfuckin' mutt! You big piece of shit! You big fuckin' toughguy!
Henry Hill: For us to live any other way was nuts. Uh, to us, those goody-good people who worked shitty jobs for bum paychecks and took the subway to work every day, and worried about their bills, were dead. I mean they were suckers. They had no balls. If we wanted something we just took it. If anyone complained twice they got hit so bad, believe me, they never complained again
Tommy DeVito: What do you want to tell me now, tough guy? I said, "Hey, what are you doing here, I thought I told you to go fuck your mother." (Group laughs) I thought he was gonna shit.
(Tommy mocks at Spider) Tommy DeVito: Oklahoma kid. That's me. I'm the Oklahoma kid. You fickin' varmint. Dance. Dance. YAHOO, YOU MOTHERFUCKER.
Henry Hill: What happened? Jimmy Conway: They whacked him. They fucking whacked him. I can't fucking believe it.
Paul Cicero: I don't want any more of that shit. Henry Hill: What shit? What are you talking about? Paul Cicero: Just stay away from the garbage, you know what I mean. Henry Hill: Look, Paulie? Paul Cicero: I'm not talking about what you did inside, you did what you had to do, I'm talking about now, from now, here and now. Henry Hill: Paulie, why would I want to get into that... Paul Cicero: Don't make a jerk out of me, just don't do it... just don't do it. Now I want to talk to you about Jimmy, you have to watch out for him. He's a good earner but he's wild, takes too many chances. Henry Hill: Yeah I know that, I know Jimmy, you think I would take chances like Jimmy? Paul Cicero: And Tommy he's a good kid too. But he's crazy, he's a cowboy, he's got too much to prove. You gotta watch out for kids like this. Henry Hill: Yeah I know what they are, I only use them for certain things, believe me you don't have to worry. Paul Cicero: Listen, I aint gonna get fucked like Gribbs, understand. Gribbs is 70 years old and the fuckin guy's gonna die in prison, I don't need that. So I'm warning everybody, EVERYBODY. It could be my son, it could be anybody. Gribbs got 20 years just for saying hello to some fuck who was sneaking behind his back selling junk, I don't need that, aint gonna happen to me, you understand. Henry Hill: Uh huh. Paul Cicero: You know that you're only out early because I got you a job. I don't need this heat, understand that. Henry Hill: Uh huh. Paul Cicero: And you see anybody fucking around with this shit you're going to tell me right. Henry Hill: Yeah. Paul Cicero: (slaps him) That means anybody! Henry Hill: Alright. Paul Cicero: Yeah? Henry Hill: Yeah, of course.
Jimmy Conway: I'm not mad, I'm proud of you. You took your first pinch like a man and you learn two great things in your life. Look at me, never rat on your friends and always keep your mouth shut.
Henry Hill: I swear to my fucking mother, if you touch her again, YOU'RE DEAD.
Tommy DeVito: Oh I like this one... One dog goes one way, the other dog goes the other way, and this guy's sayin', "Whadda ya want from me?'
Stacks Edwards: What time is it? Tommy DeVito: It's eleven thirty, we're supposed to be there by nine. Stacks Edwards: Be ready in a minute. Tommy DeVito: Yeah, you were always fuckin' late, you'd be late for your own fuckin' funeral.
Henry Hill: (narrating) Jimmy had never asked me to whack somebody before - but now he's asking me to go down to Florida and do a hit with Anthony? That's when I knew I would never have come back from Florida alive.
Henry Hill: (narrating) Jimmy had never asked me to do a hit before, and now he's asking me to go down to Florida with Andy to make a hit. (Jimmy gives him a pack of matches with a number) (narrating) That's when I knew I would never have come back from Florida alive.
Tommy DeVito: (has just killed talkative Morrie) I thought he'd never shut the *fuck*up. Jimmy Conway: Yeah. Pain in the ass.
Tommy DeVito: Ya Dizzy Motherfucka You!
Tommy DeVito: (about Morrie's corpse) Hey Frank, let's chop him up. Frankie Carbone: All right. (starts to get out of the car) Tommy DeVito: Where you going? Where you going, you dizzy motherfucker, you? Frankie Carbone: To chop him up. Tommy DeVito: At Charlie's, not here! (Carbone mumbles to himself in Italian) Come on, what are you doing? Let's get the fuck outta here. I oughta let him (Morrie's corpse) fucking drive. What are you waiting for? Frankie Carbone: The car's cold. Tommy DeVito: Get the fuck outta here! What fucking warm enough? Get outta here!
Henry Hill: I only bought the damn guns because he wanted them and now he didn't want them. Jimmy Conway: What the fuck are these? None of them fit. What's the matter with you? What, do you want me to pay for this shit? I'm not paying for it! Henry Hill: I didn't say a thing. He was so pissed off, he didn't even say goodbye. Jimmy Conway: Stop with those fucking drugs. They're making your mind into mush. You hear me? Take'em back!
(Henry has just been busted for dealing drugs) Henry Hill: For a second I thought I was dead. But, when I heard all the noise, I knew they were cops. Only cops talk that way. If they'd been wiseguys, I wouldn't have heard a thing. I would've been dead.
Police Detective: (to Henry) Talk to me, when was the last time you took a collar? Hey fuckhead, I'm talking to you. You don't wanna say a fucking word to me, you don't have to. I don't really give a fuck. Twenty five years, pal, that's what you're looking at.
Truck Driver: (Henry and Tommy just boosted a rig) Hey, you got a phone? Two niggers just stole my truck. You believe that shit, huh? You fuckin' believe that?
Henry Hill: If you're part of a crew, nobody ever tells you that they're going to kill you, doesn't happen that way. There weren't any arguments or curses like in the movies. See, your murders come with smiles, they come as your friends, the people who've cared for you all of your life. And they always seem to come at a time that you're at your weakest and most in need of their help.
Sonny Bunz: But I'm worried, I mean, I'm hearin' all kinds a fuckin' bad things. I mean he's treating me like I'm a fuckin' half-a-fag or somethin'. I'm gonna wind up a lammist, I gotta go on the fuckin' lam in order to get away from this guy? This ain't right, Paulie.
Henry Hill: (after Karen points gun at him while hes sleeping) I got enough to worry about getting whacked on the street! I gotta come home for this! I should fucking kill you!
Billy Batts: (under his breath after Tommy leaves the bar) I'll fuck him in his ass. I fucked kids like in the can in the ass. Fuckin' trying to break up my party.
Henry Hill: (narrating) By the time I grew up, there was thirty billion a year in cargo moving through Idlewild Airport and believe me, we tried to steal every bit of it.
Jimmy Conway: (Frenchy is describing a large shipment of cash at Idlewild Airport to Jimmy and Henry) What about the security? Frenchy: Security? You're looking at it.
Police Detective: (to Henry) Hey, your pals are here. You don't want to talk to me, you're gonna have a fucking problem all night 'cause I'll be on you like shit. New York State. Twenty five fucking years, pal. (the detectives bring in the utensils Henry used to make coke) What, were you guys grocery shopping? What, are we going to make a cake? Gonna make a fucking cake? Got anything good in there or what? (a detective tastes the residue in a pan) Is it good? (detective nods; to Henry) Ha ha ha ha. Bye bye, dickhead. Ha ha ha. See you in Attica, dick.
Karen: Everything we own fell off a truck!
Tommy DeVito: All right so he got shot in the foot, what is it a big fuckin' deal?