Tough Guys
1986
Harry Doyle: And I ain't goin' to your funeral! Archie Long: You ain't invited!
Leon B. Little: I'll shoot a hundred of those coppers! Harry Doyle: There's only fifty of them, Leon. Leon B. Little: Well... I'll shoot 'em all twice!
Belle: I warn you, I know karate! Leon B. Little: I warn *you*, I know Winchester!
(Archie has just landed a job at Penguin's) Archie Long: What'll it be, sport? Yogurt boy: Let me have strawberry yogurt. No, chocolate. No... Strawberry! Archie Long: Look, kid... Just take your time, okay? Let me know when you've made up your mind. Yogurt boy: I've already made up my mind. Archie Long: So do you want chocolate or strawberry? Yogurt boy: Neither. I want amarillo. (Archie starts to get it for him) Hey, that's GELLOTTI! I asked for YOGURT! Archie Long: (peering at it) I don't see any difference. Yogurt boy: GELLOTTI is made out of CREAM! YOGURT is made out of BACTERIA CULTURE! Where were you raised, in a cave? Archie Long: All right, all right... (gets the yogurt for him) ... What, did I leave something out? Yogurt boy: What about my toppings? You're supposed to ask me what kind of toppings I want. Archie Long: Okay... What kind of toppings do you want? Yogurt boy: Do you have peanut butter M&M's? (Archie starts to put those on the yogurt) Hey, what are you doing? I didn't say I WANTED m&m's! I just asked if you HAD them! Archie Long: Yeah, we got 'em. Yogurt boy: Well, I don't want 'em! Do you have Oreo pieces? Archie Long: (holding those up) You want 'em? Yogurt boy: That's why I asked. And walnuts... NOT peanuts, WALNUTS. And jellybeans... NOT m&m's; I HATE m&m's... JELLYBEANS. And almond slices instead of walnuts. (the sweating Archie brings him the completed yogurt) Forget it; I'll just have it plain. Archie Long: (forcing himself not to faint, Archie scrapes everything off the yogurt) You sure you still want it? Yogurt boy: Of course I do! What do you think I came in here for? (Archie throws the yogurt in the boy's face) Archie Long: (smiling) You got it, kid. That'll be a $1.60, please.
Harry Doyle: I never met so many stupid people in one day.
Leon B. Little: How can you live in a hell hole like this? If I lived in a place like this I'd kill myself in an hour. Belle: You've been here forty-five minutes.
Gang leader: I don't know how old you is, but you ain't getting any older.