Joe Pesci
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Newark, New Jersey
A consummate character actor, Joe Pesci rose to success on the strength of a series of Martin Scorsese films which took full advantage of his gift for outlandishly menacing supporting performances. Born February 9, 1943, in Newark, NJ, Pesci was a child actor who began his radio career at the age of four. Broadway beckoned just a year later, and by 1953 he was a regular on the television variety program Star Time Kids. His acting career stalled during his teen years, however, and by the mid-'60s, he mounted a musical career under the name Joe Ritchie, recording an LP titled Little Joe Sure Can Sing and later playing guitar in the pop band Joey Dee & the Starliters. He also formed a vaudeville-style nightclub comedy act with Frank Vincent. Outside of 1961's Hey, Let's Twist!, Pesci did not appear in films prior to the little-seen 1975 feature The Death Collector; the film earned virtually no notice upon its release and he dropped out of acting, dejectedly returning to New York to run an Italian restaurant.While few people saw The Death Collector, one of those who did was actor Robert De Niro, who was so impressed by Pesci's performance that he brought the film to the attention of Scorsese, who cast Pesci in his 1980 masterpiece Raging Bull. The performance earned Pesci an Academy Award nomination in the Best Supporting Actor category, and he became one of the busiest character actors in the business, steadily appearing in films ranging from the 1983 Rodney Dangerfield comedy Easy Money to the 1984 Sergio Leone epic Once Upon a Time in America. After starring in a failed 1985 sitcom, Half Nelson, Pesci's onscreen visibility diminished, and over the next four years he appeared in only one film, 1987's Man on Fire. In 1989, however, he co-starred opposite Mel Gibson and Danny Glover in the hit Lethal Weapon 2, a performance which put his talent for comic relief to such fine use that he later reappeared in the third chapter of the franchise, issued in 1992.By that point, Pesci had already become a star; 1990 was his breakthrough year, as he appeared in the family comedy blockbuster Home Alone and Scorsese's brilliant GoodFellas, winning the Best Supporting Actor Oscar for his vivid portrayal of a psychotic mobster. While his first major starring role in 1991's The Super proved disastrous, he won good notices for his supporting turn in Oliver Stone's JFK and in 1992 starred in the hit courtroom comedy My Cousin Vinny. Later, following the disappointment of 1994's Jimmy Hollywood and With Honors, he reunited with Scorsese and De Niro for the 1995 epic Casino, essaying a variation on his GoodFellas character. However, a pair of poorly received 1997 comedies -- Eight Heads in a Duffel Bag and Gone Fishin' -- again called Pesci's capabilities as a lead actor into question. He found more success reprising his supporting role in Lethal Weapon 4, released in 1998. On the heels of his second outing with Mel Gibson and Danny Glover, however, the popular character actor disappeared from the big screen for nearly a decade. It took his old friend DeNiro to get him back in front of the camera for the CIA thriller The Good Shepherd (2006), with the four year gap between that film and Pesci's next film Love Ranch hinting that the aging screen veterean was in no hurry to jump back into the fray. But the window between films seemed to start shrinking when it was announced that Pesci would be returning to the world of crime cinema in director Geo Santini's 2012 gangster drama The Irishman.
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Highest Rated Movies
Filmography
MOVIES
RATING | TITLE | CREDIT | BOX OFFICE | YEAR |
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95% | The Irishman |
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— | 2019 |
No Score Yet | 'The Irishman' in Conversation |
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— | 2019 |
13% | Love Ranch |
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$0.2M | 2010 |
55% | The Good Shepherd |
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$59.9M | 2006 |
57% | A Galaxy Far, Far Away |
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— | 2001 |
54% | Lethal Weapon 4 |
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— | 1998 |
4% | Gone Fishin' |
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$19.8M | 1997 |
11% | 8 Heads in a Duffel Bag |
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— | 1997 |
80% | Casino |
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— | 1995 |
17% | With Honors |
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— | 1994 |
22% | Jimmy Hollywood |
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— | 1994 |
97% | A Bronx Tale |
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— | 1993 |
34% | Home Alone 2: Lost in New York |
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— | 1992 |
65% | The Public Eye |
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— | 1992 |
61% | Lethal Weapon 3 |
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— | 1992 |
86% | My Cousin Vinny |
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— | 1992 |
84% | JFK |
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— | 1991 |
0% | The Super |
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— | 1991 |
50% | Catchfire (Backtrack) |
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— | 1990 |
67% | Home Alone |
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— | 1990 |
96% | GoodFellas |
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— | 1990 |
50% | Betsy's Wedding |
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— | 1990 |
82% | Lethal Weapon 2 |
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— | 1989 |
No Score Yet | Michael Jackson - Moonwalker |
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— | 1988 |
No Score Yet | The Legendary Life of Ernest Hemingway |
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— | 1988 |
No Score Yet | Man on Fire |
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— | 1987 |
33% | Eureka |
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— | 1984 |
87% | Once Upon a Time in America |
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— | 1984 |
No Score Yet | Tutti Dentro |
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— | 1984 |
60% | Easy Money |
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— | 1983 |
No Score Yet | Dear Mr. Wonderful (Ruby's Dream) |
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— | 1982 |
33% | I'm Dancing as Fast as I Can |
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— | 1982 |
93% | Raging Bull |
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— | 1980 |
No Score Yet | Family Enforcer |
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— | 1976 |
TV
RATING | TITLE | CREDIT | YEAR |
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No Score Yet |
Saturday Night Live
1975
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82% |
Tales from the Crypt
1989-1996
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Quotes from Joe Pesci's Characters
Simon Wilder: | When it comes to relationships, everybody's a used car salesman. |
Monty Kessler: | Is that your philosophy? Don't trust anyone? |
Simon Wilder: | No, you gotta trust people.You just can't believe in a warranty. |
Simon Wilder: | You shall no longer take things at second or third hand, nor look through the eyes of the dead or feed on the specters of books. You shall not look through my eyes, either, or take things from me. You shall listen to all sides and filter them from yourself. |
Harry: | Marv? |
Marv: | Harry? |
Harry: | Why the hell did you take your shoes off? |
Marv: | Why the hell are you dressed like a chicken? |
Nicky Santoro: | You put my fuckin' money to sleep. You go get my money or I'll put your fuckin' brain to sleep! |
Harry: | (looking at the McCallisters' house with some of supposed partygoers. Music is blasting) Do we wanna come back tomorrow? |
Harry: | Do we wanna come back tomorrow? |
Marv: | Yeah? |
Harry: | Let's get outta here before someone sees us? |
Harry: | (drives away) |
Nicky Santoro: | For instance, I'll wake up tomorrow morning nice and early ill take a walk over to the bank, walk in and see ya and uh..if you don't have my money for me Ill crack your fucking head wide open in front of everybody in the bank. |
Nicky Santoro: | For instance, I'll wake up tomorrow morning nice and early ill take a walk over to the bank, walk in and see ya and uh, if you don't have my money for me I'll crack your fucking head wide open in front of everybody in the bank. |
Nicky Santoro: | Peek-a-boo, you fucks, you! |
Nicky Santoro: | [voice-over] For two days and two fuckin' nights, we beat the shit out of this guy. I mean, we even stuck ice-picks in his balls. |
Nicky Santoro: | For two days and two fuckin' nights, we beat the shit out of this guy. I mean, we even stuck ice-picks in his balls. |
Nicky Santoro: | Please, PLEASE, don't bury me alive. I thought we were friends! |
Nicky Santoro: | Please, please, don't bury me alive. I thought we were friends! |
Nicky Santoro: | You hear a little girl, Franky? You hear a little girl, Ace? Is that a little fucking girl? What happened to the fucking tough guy who told my friend to stick it up his fucking ass? |
Tommy DeVito: | What do you mean funny? Like a clown? Do I amuse you?! Huh??!! |
Tommy DeVito: | What do you mean funny? Like a clown? Do I amuse you? Huh? |
Marv: | The Window? |
Marv: | The window? |
Harry: | Yeah. |
Marv: | I'm not goin out the window. |
Marv: | I'm not going out the window. |
Harry: | What are ya SCARED Marv? are you AFRAID? |
Harry: | What are ya scared of Marv? Are you afraid? |
Tommy DeVito: | Ping! Pow! Boom! Bing! |
Nicky Santoro: | If a guy fucking tripped over a banana peel, they'd bring me in for it. |
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! |
Tommy DeVito: | Hey, Henry, Henry, hurry up, will ya? My mother's gonna make some fried peppers and sausage for us. |
James Conway: | Oh, hey, Henry, Henry! Here's an arm! |
Henry Hill: | Very funny, guys. |
James Conway: | Here's a leg! |
Tommy DeVito: | Here's a wing! Hey, what do you like, the leg or the wing, Henry? Or ya still go for the old hearts and lungs? |
Tommy DeVito: | What the fuck are you doing? You're hanging around my fuckin' neck like a vulture, like impending danger. |
Billy Batts: | I'm only kidding with you, we're having a party, I just came home and I haven't seen you in a long time and I'm breaking your balls, and you're getting fucking fresh. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. |
Tommy DeVito: | I'm sorry too. It's okay. No problem. |
Billy Batts: | Okay, salud. |
Billy Batts: | Now go home and get your fuckin' shinebox. |
Tommy DeVito: | Mother fuckin' mutt! You, you fucking piece of shit! |
Tommy DeVito: | You mean, let me understand this cause, ya know maybe it's me, I'm a little fucked up maybe, but I'm funny how, I mean funny like I'm a clown, I amuse you? I make you laugh, I'm here to fuckin' amuse you? What do you mean funny, funny how? How am I funny? |
Stacks Edwards: | In this day and age, what the fuck is this world coming to? I can't believe this. A Jew broad, prejudiced against Italians |
Stacks Edwards: | In this day and age, what the fuck is this world coming to? I can't believe this. A Jew broad, prejudiced against Italians. |
Tommy DeVito: | In this day and age, what the fuck is this world coming to? I can't believe this. A Jew broad, prejudiced against Italians. |
Harry: | Sunny! |
Kevin McCallister: | Yes!? |
Harry: | Nothing will thrill me better than too shoot you! Knocking off a youngster aint gonna mean that much too me |
Harry: | Nothing will thrill me better than too shoot you! Knocking off a youngster aint gonna mean that much too me. |
Harry: | Were did he go |
Harry: | Were did he go? |
Marv: | Maybe he committed sucide |
Marv: | Maybe he committed suicide. |
Tommy DeVito: | All right so he got shot in the foot, what is it a big fuckin' deal? |
Joey LaMotta: | What Are You Tryin' To Prove?! What Does It Prove? |
Joey LaMotta: | What are you trying to prove? |
Nicky Santoro: | Don't ever go over my fucking head again! You mother fucker you! |
Jim Garrison: | I'm sorry this has to end inconveniently for you, David. But I'm gonna have to detain you for further questioning by the FBI |
David Ferrie: | Why? |
Irvin F Dymond: | I find your story simply not believable. |
David Ferrie: | Really? What part? |
Tommy DeVito: | Funny? Funny how? How am I funny? |
Tommy DeVito: | You'd be late to your own FUCKING funeral. |
Tommy DeVito: | You mean, let me understand this cause, ya know maybe it's me, I'm a little fucked up maybe, but I'm funny how, I mean funny like I'm a clown, I amuse you? I make you laugh, I'm here to fuckin' amuse you? What do you mean funny, funny how? How am I funny? |
Jimmy Alto: | "What are you gonna do kill me? Everybody dies!" |
Jimmy Alto: | What are you gonna do kill me? Everybody dies! |
Nicky Santoro: | (Nicky gets banned from every casino in Las Vegas) Is there anyway around this? |
Nicky Santoro: | [Nicky gets banned from every casino in Las Vegas] Is there anyway around this? |
Sam (Ace) Rothstein: | Nope, there's no way. |
Nicky Santoro: | Let's just say, I wanna go into a restaurant which happens to be a casino to get one of those sandwiches that I like. |
Sam (Ace) Rothstein: | Forget it. You can't even set foot in the parking lot. That's how serious this it. |
Billy Batts: | Now go home and get your fuckin' shine box |
Billy Batts: | Now go home and get your fuckin' shine box. |
Tommy DeVito: | Mother fuckin' mutt! You, you fucking piece of shit! |
Tommy DeVito: | Sure, mom, I settle down with a nice girl every night, then I'm free the next morning. |
James Conway: | Yeah? You should be sorry. Don't fuckin do it again and give me the money. Give me the fuckin money, You hear me? You hear me, I gotta come here and you bust my balls? Give me the fuckin money. |
Spider: | [hesitating] Why don't you go fuck yourself, Tommy? |
James Conway: | Attaboy! I got respect for this kid. He's got a lot of fucking balls. Good for you! Don't take no shit off nobody. |
James Conway: | What's the fuckin' matter with you? What - what is the fuckin' matter with you? What are you, stupid or what? Tommy, Tommy, I'm kidding with you. What the fuck are you doin'? What are you, a fuckin' sick maniac? |
Tommy DeVito: | Good shot. What do you want from me? Good shot. Fuckin' rat anyway. His family's all rats. He'll grow up to be a rat. |
Tommy DeVito: | Who the fuck cares? I'll dig the fuckin' hole. I don't give a fuck. What is it, the first hole I dug? Not the first time I dug a hole. I'll fuckin' dig a hole. Where are the shovels? |
Frankie Carbone: | Eh, I been playin' that numba for three years |
Frankie Carbone: | Eh, I been playin' that numba for three years. |
Wiseguy Eddy: | Oh, Nicky, I thought you was layin it... |
Nicky Santoro: | No, I'm takin it. |
Wiseguy Eddy: | Are you sure? |
Nicky Santoro: | I'm positive. |
Wiseguy Eddy: | Well I'm a little confused. |
Nicky Santoro: | Maybe if I stick your head through that window over there you will get unconfused, now give me the fuckin money...You had it ready for me, thought I was fuckin layin it? |
Tommy DeVito: | what'd like Henry, the wing or the thigh? |
Tommy DeVito: | What'd like Henry, the wing or the thigh? |
Tommy DeVito: | [Tommy mocks at Spider] Oklahoma kid. That's me. I'm the Oklahoma kid. You fuckin' varmint! Dance. Dance. YAHOO, YA MOTHERFUCKER! [shoots Spider in the foot] |
Tommy DeVito: | He said, "No, you're gonna tell me something today, tough guy." I said, "All right, I'll tell you something: go fuck your mother." |
Tommy DeVito: | He said, 'No, you're gonna tell me something today, tough guy.' I said, 'All right, I'll tell you something: go fuck your mother.' |
Tommy DeVito: | You know Spider, you're a fuckin' mumbling stuttering little fuck. You know that? |
Tommy DeVito: | Sure, mom, I settle down with a nice girl every night, then I'm free the next morning. |
Vincent La Guardia Gambini: | How many times have you said spontaneous is romantic? |
Mona Lisa Vito: | A burp is spontaneous. A burp is not romantic |
Mona Lisa Vito: | A burp is spontaneous. A burp is not romantic. |
Vincent La Guardia Gambini: | Take your time, pick the right words, get back to New York and give me a call |
Vincent La Guardia Gambini: | Take your time, pick the right words, get back to New York and give me a call. |
Tommy DeVito: | Funny? Funny how? How am I funny? |
Harry: | (opens the cash register and steals money from it) Merry Christmas Harry!. |
Harry: | [opens the cash register and steals money from it] Merry Christmas Harry! |
Marv: | (opens the price register and steals money from it) Happy Hanukah Marv!. |
Marv: | [opens the price register and steals money from it] Happy Hanukah Marv! |
Harry: | Here we are, Marv. New York City. The land of oppurtunity?. |
Harry: | Here we are, Marv. New York City. The land of opportunity? |
Harry: | (sniffs) Smell that?. |
Harry: | [sniffs] Smell that? |
Marv: | (sniffs) Yeah?. |
Marv: | [sniffs] Yeah? |
Harry: | You know what it is?. |
Harry: | You know what it is? |
Marv: | Fish?. |
Marv: | Fish? |
Harry: | It's freedom?. |
Harry: | It's freedom? |
Marv: | No?, it's fish. |
Harry: | It's freedom, and it's money?. |
Harry: | It's freedom, and it's money? |
Marv: | Okay?, okay?, it's freedom?. |
Marv: | Okay?, okay?, it's freedom? |
Harry: | Come on, let's get outta here before somebody sees us?. (He leaves). |
Harry: | Come on, let's get outta here before somebody sees us?. [he leaves] |
Marv: | And it's fish?. (He leaves). |
Marv: | And it's fish? [he leaves] |
Marv: | (talking to Harry) Remember. We make the papers. We're no longer the Wet Bandits, we're the Sticky Bandits. |
Marv: | [talking to Harry] Remember. We make the papers. We're no longer the Wet Bandits, we're the Sticky Bandits. |
Harry: | (kicks Marv) Shut up!. |
Harry: | [kicks Marv] Shut up!. |
Marv: | That's S.... |
Marv: | That's S... |
Harry: | (kicks Marv again) Shut up!. |
Harry: | [kicks Marv again] Shut up! |
Marv: | T.... |
Marv: | T... |
Harry: | Oh!. I.... |
Harry: | Oh! I... |
Marv: | ...I... |
Marv: | (talking to the cops in Central Park) We miss the presents. He made us hide out in the store so we could steal all the kiddies' charity money?. |
Marv: | [talking to the cops in Central Park] We miss the presents. He made us hide out in the store so we could steal all the kiddies' charity money?. |
Harry: | (kicks Marv) Shut up, Marv?. |
Harry: | [kicks Marv] Shut up, Marv? |
Marv: | (flips out over the bird) |
Marv: | [flips out over the bird] |
Harry: | (To Marv) You got the remain silent you know?. |
Harry: | [to Marv] You got the remain silent you know? |
Marv: | He's a little cranky. We just broke out the prison in a few days ago?. |
Marv: | He's a little cranky. We just broke out the prison in a few days ago? |
Harry: | (kicks Marv again) Shut up, Marv. Geez!. |
Harry: | [kicks Marv again] Shut up, Marv. Geez! |
Cop in Central Park: | Get 'em outta here!. |
Cop in Central Park: | Get 'em outta here! |
1st Arresting Cop in Central Park: | Okay, let's go!. |
1st Arresting Cop in Central Park: | Okay, let's go! |
Joey LaMotta: | Your mother sucks big fucking elephant dicks! |
Harry: | Kids are afraid of the dark |
Harry: | Kids are afraid of the dark. |
French Ticket Agent: | You're afraid of the dark. |
Marv: | (The two burgulars arrive at the McCallister household at 9:00p.m.) How do you wanna get in?. |
Marv: | [the two burgulars arrive at the McCallister household at 9:00p.m.] How do you wanna get in? |
Harry: | Maybe the kid will let us in. You never know?. |
Harry: | Maybe the kid will let us in. You never know? |
Marv: | He's a kid. Kids are stupid?. |
Marv: | He's a kid. Kids are stupid? |
Harry: | You better say every prayer that you've ever heard, kid. |
Marv: | I hope your parents got you a Tombstone for christmas. |
Marv: | (The McCallister household is filled with supposed partygoers, music is blasting) Did they come back?. |
Marv: | [the McCallister household is filled with supposed partygoers, music is blasting] Did they come back? |
Harry: | From *Paris*?. |
Harry: | From *Paris*? |
Harry: | (barges through the kitchen door after his head has blow-torched) Where are you, you little CREEP!. |
Harry: | [barges through the kitchen door after his head has blow-torched] Where are you, you little CREEP! |
Harry: | (talking to Kevin after he got hit by a van in the driveway) Hey!, hey!. You better watch out for that traffic, son. You know. |
Harry: | [talking to Kevin after he got hit by a van in the driveway] Hey, hey! You better watch out for that traffic, son. You know. |
Kevin McCallister: | Sorry?. |
Kevin McCallister: | Sorry? |
Harry: | Damn!. |
Harry: | Damn! |
Marv: | (talking to Kevin) Santy don't visit funeral homes, little buddy?. |
Marv: | [talking to Kevin] Santy don't visit funeral homes, little buddy? |
Harry: | Okay?, okay?. Merry Christmas. |
Harry: | Okay, okay? Merry Christmas. |
Harry: | (smiles and his tooth glistens. Kevin gasps) |
Harry: | [smiles and his tooth glistens. Kevin gasps] |
Harry: | (opening lines at the beginning of the movie) Hey, hey, hey, hey.... |
Harry: | [opening lines at the beginning of the movie] Hey, hey, hey, hey... |
Billy Batts: | Why don't you go get your shine box? |
Tommy DeVito: | MOTHER FUCKER!! |
Tommy DeVito: | [everyone laughs] Ya motherfucker! |
Tommy DeVito: | I'm the Oklahoma kid! |
Harry: | (sees Kevin in front of the church) No, we're not going to church?. |
Harry: | [sees Kevin in front of the church] No, we're not going to church? |
Marv: | Me either?. |
Marv: | Me either? |
Harry: | Let's get out of here?. |
Harry: | Let's get out of here? |
Officer Devereux: | Hey!, we've been lookin' for you two guys in a long time. |
Officer Devereux: | Hey, you know we've been looking for you two guys for a long time. You guys are always leaving the water running whenever you break in, now we know each and every house you guys have hit. |
Marv: | Yeah!, well, remember the wet bandits. The wet bandits W-E-T. |
Marv: | Yeah. But remember, we're the wet bandits. The wet bandits. W-E-T. |
Harry: | Shut up, shut up. Get in the car. Hands off your head, pal. |
Harry: | [shouting] Shut up. |
Nicky Santoro: | You shit kicking, stinky horse manure smelling motherfucker you. |
Nicky Santoro: | You shit- kicking, stinky, horse-manure-smellin' motherfucker you. |
Harry: | (Talking to Kate as she drags Kevin upstairs) Don't worry about me, I've spoken with your husband. Dorry about your home. It's in good hands. |
Harry: | [talking to Kate as she drags Kevin upstairs] Don't worry about me. I spoke with your husband already, and don't worry about your home. It's in good hands. |
Harry: | Marv! |
Harry: | Why the hell did you take your shoes off? |
Marv: | Harry! |
Marv: | Why the hell are you dressed like a chicken? |
Harry: | Why the hell you take your shoes off? |
Marv: | Why the hell you dressed like a chicken? |
Vincent La Guardia Gambini: | Well, I guess the laws of physics cease to exist on top of your stove. Were these magic grits? Did you buy them from the same guy who sold Jack his beanstalk beans? |
Harry: | Where is he? |
Harry: | Where did he go? |
Marv: | Maybe he commited suicide. |
Marv: | Maybe he committed suicide. |
Kevin McCallister: | I'm down here you big horses ass. Come and get me before I call the police. |
Kevin McCallister: | I'm over here you big horse's ass, come and get me before I call the police. |
Tommy DeVito: | You mean, let me understand this cause, ya know maybe it's me, I'm a little fucked up maybe, but I'm funny how, I mean funny like I'm a clown, I amuse you? I make you laugh, I'm here to fuckin' amuse you? What do you mean funny, funny how? How am I funny? |
Henry Hill: | Just... you know, how you tell the story, what? |
Henry Hill: | Just... you know, how you tell the story, what? |
Tommy DeVito: | No, no, I don't know, you said it. How do I know? You said I'm funny. How the fuck am I funny, what the fuck is so funny about me? Tell me, tell me what's funny! |
Tommy DeVito: | No, no, I don't know, you said it. How do I know? You said I'm funny. How the fuck am I funny, what the fuck is so funny about me? Tell me, tell me what's funny! |
Henry Hill: | Get the fuck outta here, Tommy! |
Tommy DeVito: | Ya motherfucker! I almost had him, I almost had him. Ya stuttering prick ya. Frankie, was he shaking? I wonder about you sometimes, Henry. You may fold under questioning. |
Tommy DeVito: | You mean, let me understand this cause, ya know maybe it's me, I'm a little fucked up maybe, but I'm funny how, I mean funny like I'm a clown, I amuse you? I make you laugh, I'm here to fuckin' amuse you? What do you mean funny, funny how? How am I funny? |
James Conway: | What's the fuckin' matter with you? What - what is the fuckin' matter with you? What are you, stupid or what? Tommy, Tommy, I'm kidding with you. What the fuck are you doin'? What are you, a fuckin' sick maniac? |
Tommy DeVito: | How am I meant to know you're kidding? What you mean, you're kidding? You breaking my fuckin' balls? |
James Conway: | I'm fuckin' kidding with you! You fuckin' shoot the guy? |
Henry Hill: | He's dead. |
Tommy DeVito: | Good shot. What do you want from me? Good shot. Fuckin' rat anyway. His family's all rats. He'll grow up to be a rat. |
James Conway: | You stupid bastard, I can't fuckin' believe you. Now, you're gonna dig the fuckin' thing now. You're gonna dig the hole. You're gonna do it. I got no fuckin' lime. You're gonna do it. |
Tommy DeVito: | Who the fuck cares? I'll dig the fuckin' hole. I don't give a fuck. What is it, the first hole I dug? Not the first time I dug a hole. I'll fuckin' dig a hole. Where are the shovels? |
Tommy DeVito: | Hey spider that fucking bandage on your foot is bigger than your fucking head. |
Tommy DeVito: | Hey, Spider, that fuckin' bandage on your foot is bigger than your fuckin' head. |
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. |
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. Share this quote |
Jake 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. |
Joey: | 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. |
Tommy DeVito: | You think I'm funny? Like I'm a Clown? I amuse you? |
Tommy DeVito: | You know Spider, you're a fuckin' mumbling stuttering little fuck. You know that? |
Tommy DeVito: | Sure, mom, I settle down with a nice girl every night, then I'm free the next morning. |