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Quotes - C Ace Rothstein: [narrating] 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: [narrating] In Vegas, everybody's gotta watch everybody else. Since the players are looking to beat the casino dealers are watching the players. The box men are watching the dealers. The floor men are watching the box men. The pit bosses are watching the floor men. The shift bosses are watching the pit bosses. The casino manager is watching the shift bosses. I'm watching the casino manager. And the eye-in-the-sky is watching us all. Ace Rothstein: When you love someone, you've gotta trust them. There's no other way. You've got to give them the key to everything that's yours. Otherwise, what's the point? And, for a while, I believed that's the kind of love I had. Nicky Santoro: Listen to me Anthony. I got your head in a fuckin' vise. I'll squash your head like a fuckin' grapefruit if you don't give me a name. Nicky Santoro: A lot of holes in the desert, and a lot of problems are buried in those holes. But you gotta do it right. I mean, you gotta have the hole already dug before you show up with a package in the trunk. Otherwise, you're talking about a half-hour to forty-five minutes worth of digging. And who knows who's gonna come along in that time? Pretty soon, you gotta dig a few more holes. You could be there all fuckin' night. Nicky Santoro: The coppers blamed me for every little thing out here, and I mean every little fuckin' thing. If a guy fuckin' slipped on a fuckin' banana peely blamed me. Ace Rothstein: He was a young kid from the casino. Nice kid, bright boy. What balls on this fuckin' kid. The next day I fired him. Nicky Santoro: When it looked like they could get twenty-five years to life in prison just for skimming a casino, sick or no fuckin' sick you knew people were going to get clipped. Ace Rothstein: Running a casino is like robbing a bank with no cops around. For guys like me, Las Vegas washes away your sins. It's like a morality car wash. Ace Rothstein: In the casino cardinal rule is to keep them playing and to keep them coming back. The longer they play more they lose, and in the end, we get it all. Ace Rothstein: Back homey put me in jail for what I'm doing. Herey give me awards. Nicky Santoro: If you don't have my money for me, I'll crack your fucking head in front of everyone in the bank. And just about the time I get out of jail, hopefully, you'll be coming out of your coma. But guess what? I'll crack your fucking head again! 'Cause I'm fucking stupid! I don't give a fuck about jail! That's my business. That's what I do. Ace Rothstein: No matter how big a guy might be, Nicky would take him on. You beat Nicky with fists, he comes back with a bat. You beat him with a knife, he comes back with a gun. And you beat him with a gun, you better kill him, because he'll keep comin' back and back until one of you is dead. Ginger: I should've never married Sam. He's a Gemini, TRIPLE Gemini. Gemini's a snake, you can't trust the snake. Ginger:
COME OUT AND TALK TO ME, FUCKER! Ginger:
We had a deal remember? He said if things didn't work out between us, I could
get my stuff and I could leave. Nicky Santoro: This guy could fuck up a cup of coffee! Nicky
Santoro: Back- Back up, back up a fuckin' minute here. One minute. I asked you?
When the fuck did I ever ask you if I could come out here? Get this through your
head, you- Ginger: Take care Steve, take chances and drive fast! Ace Rothstein: You fucking mo-mo, what's the matter with you? Nicky
Santoro: So in other words - I'm fucked. Nicky Santoro: If you ever get of line over there again, I'll smash your fuckin' head in so hard, you won't be able to put that cowboy hat on. You hear me? Fuckin' hick. Nicky
Santoro: I'm what counts out here! Not your fuckin' country clubs or your fuckin'
TV shows! And what the fcuk are you doin' on TV anyhow? Nicky Santoro: For two days and two fuckin' nights, we beat the shit out of this guy. I mean, we even stuck ice-picks ih his balls. Nicky
Santoro: Ace don't...listen, don't...don't make a scene, all right? Nicky
Santoro: You took your boots off? You put your feet on the table? You shit-kicking,
stinky, horse-manure-smellin' motherfucker you! You fuck me up over there, I'll
stick you in the fuckin' desert! You understand? Nicky Santoro: You took your boots off? You put your feet on the table? You shit-kicking, stinky, horse-manure-smellin' motherfucker you! You fuck me up over there, I'll stick you in a hole in the fuckin' desert! | ||||