Mr. French: In the future, I tell ya to do a thing, you fucking do it, you got that?
Billy Costigan: I got it, okay?
Frank Costello: [sneaks up behind Costigan, snifffing] Excuse me, uh, French, I forgot my...
Mr. French: Okay, Francis.
Frank Costello: ...cigarette.
[puffs, slaps Costigan's shoulder]
Frank Costello: Eat something.