[upon walking into his house and finding his father watching TV] Joey Gazelle: Hey, pops. What are you doing there? Whacking off to the E! Channel again?
Joey Naylor: Dad, why is the American government the best government? Nick Naylor: Because of our endless appeals system.
Joey Naylor: Dad, why is American government the best government? Nick Naylor: Because of our endless appeal system.
[Terry returns to Johnny Friendly's bar after setting up Joey Doyle] Charlie: So, how'd it go? Terry: He up on the roof. Charlie: The "pigeon"? Terry: Uh, yeah, it worked.
I remember hating New Kids on the Block from the sidelines because all of the girls loved them. They would just fawn over them. 'Oh my gosh, Joey I love you!' When I was younger, I really couldn't stand them.
I love working in television, and I've been thrilled to be a part of so many wonderful shows. I worked with Lady Gaga on 'Gossip Girl,' and the brilliant Felicity Huffman on 'Desperate Housewives,' but I think my favorite TV job so far was the pilot ...
There were no toys under the bed--that wasn't why he liked it. Why he liked it was that there wasn't anything under the bed--no chickens, no Joey, no Eloise, no sheep, no "no"s. He could lie under the bed and not be told anything at all.
Joey LaMotta: What are ya thinkin' about? Ya keep lookin'. Where the fuck you going? You're dead! You're married! You're a married man, it's all over. Leave the young girls for me.
[Just after Sugar Ray Robinson won an early fight (before joining the army)] Joey LaMotta: They robbed you. They're miserable because their mothers take it up their fucking ass.
Joey LaMotta: Who is this? Sal, is that you. I can hear you breathing you fuck. You listening, your mother sucks fucking big fucking elephant dicks, you got that?
My father used to have an expression. He'd say, 'Joey, a job is about a lot more than a paycheck. It's about your dignity. It's about respect. It's about your place in your community.'
You know, my Grandpop Finnegan used to have an expression: he used to say, 'Joey, the guy in Olyphant's out of work, it's an economic slowdown. When your brother-in-law's out of work, it's a recession. When you're out of work, it's a depression.'
Carl Fogaty: There. You see how cozy it can be when you decide to play nice? Now come, Joey. Get in the car. You won't need your toothbrush. We'll take care of everything.
[first lines] Joey Gazelle: [while frantically driving] Come on! Come on, kid! The fuck? Look at me. Fuck! Come on Oleg, stay with me. Come on. Come on! Come on, kid. We're gonna make it. Oleg Yugorsky: We're gonna crash!
Shane: You were watchin' me down it for quite a spell, weren't you? Joey: Yes I was. Shane: You know, I... I like a man who watches things go on around. It means he'll make his mark someday.
Jack: I'm going to impale your mom on a spike and feed her dead body to my dog with syphilis. Brad: Ha, you got me! Jack: [to Nick and Joey Naylor] Inside joke.
His face clouded over when Calvin and Peachy tried to explain women. Peachy pressed on bravely. “Now, the purpose of the vagina,” he was saying. He stopped and said to Calvin, “Why can’t we just buy him a book?
It's just so sad what we're willing to do for the Joey Spinellis of the world, you know? The mutilating, the tweezing, the enhancing, the plumping, the pinching, the waxing, the starving, the sweating, the bleaching. And for what? So you can wake up ...
Everybody who is anyone wanted to meet a real life gangster, and here's Joey Gallo hitting the scene. What more could you want with a gangster? He looked the part. They call it gangster chic. He dressed like the 'Reservoir Dogs' - black suit, white s...
Michael Corleone: If someone is going around this city saying, "Fuck Michael Corleone," what do we do with a piece of shit like that? He's a fuckin' dog. Joey Zasa: Yes, it's true. If someone were to say such a thing, they would not be a friend. They...
Jimmy Serrano: You and that other dummy better start getting more personally involved in your work, or I'm gonna stab you through the heart with a fuckin' pencil. Do you understand me? Tony Darvo: You got it, Jimmy. Joey: Hey, Tony... he ain't mad at...
