“Henry Hill: See? I knew it—I knew it. I knew it. I knew it.

Tommy DeVito: You knew what, Henry? See? What? What the fuck is wrong with that?

Henry Hill: When is this?

Tommy DeVito: Tomorrow night.

Henry Hill: I can't tomorrow night, I gotta meet Tuddy.

Tommy DeVito: You could meet Tuddy. You could fucking come early and then still go.

Henry Hill: Tommy, Tommy. Why do you always do this to me?

Tommy DeVito: Don't give me that fucking 'Tommy' shit. What the fuck I asked you for, Henry? I asked you for a favor. I do a lot of fucking favors for you, don't I? I'm trying to bang this fucking broad, you wanna help me out! [view switches to outside of car with view of restaurant, smoke billows from restaurant windows] It's like... uh... ah...

Henry Hill: What?

Tommy DeVito: I don't understand you! She's fucking beautiful. Her fucking family, they live in the Five Towns there. You know these Jew broads got a lot of money. Maybe the family owns the whole fucking block. and you happen to end up with a big fucking score, motherfucker.

Henry Hill: [turning to look at the restaurant] Oh fuck!

Tommy DeVito: What?

Henry Hill: See? With your fucking mouth! [car speeds away]”