Tommy DeVito: [Henry, Jimmy and Tommy are digging up Billy Batts' decomposed corpse. Henry is coughing from the stench, while the others don't appear to be bothered] Hey, Henry, Henry, hurry up, will ya? My mother's gonna make some fried peppers and ...
As far as heroes thorough the years, I'd say definitely Alabama and Randy Owen, Conway Twitty was a big influence of mine, George Strait, Lionel Richie.
Conway Twill: Jesus, Cole, he's just a kid. Cole Wilson: Now he's a Navajo mud toy.
Tim Conway was a little different from the rest. He was always in the back of the studio building something with the prop man, rewriting his lines, or plotting our demise.
I don't think you'd call me a traditionalist. But you can say I have an old soul, because I grew up listening to Conway Twitty and Hank Williams.
Conway Twill: 'Course you can't put much stock in a man who spends the most part of a conversation talkin' to a bear... talkin' to a goddamn bear.
Conway Twill: I'll tell you one thing: if that there Blake fella keeps on shootin' marshals, I might end up liking the bastard!
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.
Jimmy Conway: [Knocks on the car window of two cops following him. They cops have fallen asleep] Come on fuckos, let's go for a ride.
Tommy DeVito: [has just killed the talkative Morrie] I thought he'd never shut the *fuck* up. Jimmy Conway: Yeah. Pain in the ass.
What would be a show that I would rescue? If I could bring anything back, it would be 'The Carol Burnett Show'. Tim Conway is just... I just watched him so many times do stuff over and over. He's just so amazing.
I listen to KCRW in the car and Pandora radio, which I stream through the stereo from my iPhone. I've been listening to everything from Caribou to Conway Twitty. If I'm going on a longer car ride, I'll download some podcasts.
Henry Hill: [With the suitcase open on the desk, Henry counts out stacks of cash] Thirty-five, forty, forty-five, fifty, sixty thousand. Jimmy Conway: It's gonna be a good summer.
The day I entered St Columb's College, my parents bought me a Conway Stewart pen. It was a special afternoon, of course. We were going to be parting that evening; they were aware of it, I was aware of it, nothing much was said about it.
Did you know that the state is the proud owner of a condo complex in Conway? This budget adds a real estate manager position to assess what we own, and sell those properties that we don't need and shouldn't own.
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.
Tommy DeVito: We hit the deer and his paw... What do you call it? The paw. Jimmy Conway: [Speaking through a mouth full of pasta] The hoof. Tommy DeVito: It got caught in the grill. I got to hack it off.
My dad was a huge country music fan, but he also had a band and he sang. So he'd listen to a lot of music and the songs that he'd learn for the band were more from the male artists. So my earliest country memories were Waylon Jennings, Conway Twitty,...
Jimmy Conway: [Tommy has shot Spider] 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?
Sharkey: [O'Donnell has been shot in the leg by Crowning's henchmen] Don't worry, Jimmy. With one leg a little shy, you're gonna take giant steps. James Conway O'Donnell: Yeah... always one step behind you, eh Sharkey?
But the point is, now, at this moment, or any moment, we're only cross-sections of our real selves. What we are is the whole stretch of ourselves, all our time, and when we come to the end of this life, all those selves, all our time, will be - the r...
