Ace Rothstein: Now you need approval from him to go home? Ginger: So what? So who fucking blew you in the parking lot before you came in, huh? Ace Rothstein: You make me sick, you fuck. Once a fuckin' hooker, always a hooker. Ginger: Oh, fuck you! Fu...
Nicky Santoro: Fuckin' Jews stick together, don't they? Frank Marino: They're havin' a good time. Nicky Santoro: Yeah? So are we.
[From trailer] Ace Rothstein: I tried to do everything I could for you, even though I knew, deep down inside, you would bury me. Nicky Santoro: I bury you? You buried yourself.
Ace Rothstein: [voice-over] Nicky's methods of betting weren't scientific, but they worked. When he won, he collected. When he lost, he told the bookies to go fuck themselves. I mean, what were they going to do, muscle Nicky? Nicky was the muscle.
Ace Rothstein: [Don is dismissed from the casino] Listen, if you didn't know you're bein' scammed, you're too fuckin' dumb to keep this job. If you did know, you were in on it. Either way, you're out. Get out! Go on. Let's go.
Ace Rothstein: Back home, they would have put me in jail for what I'm doing. Here, they're giving me awards.
Ace Rothstein: [voice-over] The bombing was never authorized, but I suspect I know who lit the fuse. And so did the powers that be.
Nicky Santoro: Ace don't... listen, don't... don't make a scene, all right? Ace Rothstein: I want to just talk. I want to talk to that Irish bitch. Nicky Santoro: She didn't know who to turn to. She... she didn't know where to turn. She was tryin' to...
[a plane just landed on the golf course] Ace Rothstein: [voice-over] The Feds were watching Nicky play golf for so long that they ran out of gas. Just what I needed, right in front of the control board. Nicky Santoro: A hundred dollars to whoever hit...
Ace Rothstein: [voice-over] Whoever it was, they put the dynamite under the passenger's side. But what they didn't know, what nobody outside the factory knew, was that that model car was made with a metal plate under the driver's seat. It's the only ...
Ginger: Take care Steve, take chances and drive fast.
Ace Rothstein: You fucking mo-mo, what's the matter with you?
Ace Rothstein: [narrating over Ginger and Nicky in bed] And this... this is how she backed him off.
Pat Webb: Are we certain that you want the gamin' control board eyeballing your record and your gangster pals like Nicky Santoro? Ace Rothstein: I think you're way out of line talking to me like that. What your saying is libelous, and you're in no po...
Nicky Santoro: That black book's a joke. It's only got two names in it for the whole country. And one of them's still Al Capone.
Ace Rothstein: This is the end result of all the bright lights, and the comp trips, and all the champagne, and free hotel suites, and all the broads and all the booze. It's all been arranged just for us to get *your money*.
[about to have sex in a car behind his restaurant] Nicky Santoro: I fly stuff in fresh every day. I get bread from back home, I get fish from California, and you can always tell a great kitchen like ours 'cause of the milk-fed veal. That's the secret...
Nicky Santoro: We're supposed to be robbin' this place, you dumb fuckin' Hebe.
