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Eduardo: You want me to die happy, don't you? Snaps: Of course, papa. Eduardo: Oh, so now you wanna me die?! [slaps him] Snaps: Poole was right! You are an ox *and* a moron! Lisa Provolone: ...I want to go to the top of the Empire State Building! Anthony Rossano: And what am I doing during all this? Babysitting Oscar's kid? Lisa Provolone: You always this nasty? Anthony Rossano: YES! Get used to it! Lisa Provolone: [gasps] I'm marrying a brute! I don't want to see your face... until the wedding! Anthony Rossano: That's fine with me! And separate honeymoons! Lisa Provolone: Fine! Anthony Rossano: See you in church! Lisa Provolone: Hmph! Dr. Thornton Poole: [About Snaps' daughter, Lisa.] She seems to have such nicely rounded diphthongs! Snaps: That's what got me into this mess! Aldo: Breakfast is soived. Snaps: Served, you paluka! Snaps: Ice him! Aldo: Boss! We can't have a stiff in the house with company coming! Snaps: You're right. It ain't proper. Snaps: It's like disarming Germany. Snaps: Connie! Am-scray! Connie: Do I have to, Boss? Every time I leave I fall behind. Connie: Even in the old days he was known as an honest crook. Dr. Poole: That's an oxymoron. Connie: Gee, you shouldn't oughta said that, Doc. Snaps: Yeah, leave Connie alone. He does the best he can. Anthony: All that travel must cut into your home life. Dr. Poole: Well, I don't spend as much time with mother as I'd like. But she's got the cats. Snaps: You've got until twelve noon to make me look like a banker. Finucci: Oh, we make-a you look like a banker! Take off-a you pants. Snaps: Lets get started, I have until noon to look like a banker. Finucci: Oh we make ya look like'a banker...take off your pants. Snaps: You're a butler now! Butle! Snaps: If it's Poole you want, it's Poole you'll get. But you've *got* to cross the finish line on this one! This is your third fiance today and it ain't even lunch yet! Aldo & Connie: Sorry Boss. Angelo Provolone: And don't call me boss. It ain't respectable. Aldo & Connie: Sorry Boss. Connie: I got it! The cash that used to be the jewels is now the underwear! Sophia: Now you fired the maid? Snaps: No! She quit to marry Bruce Underwood! Sophia: When did that happen? Snaps: I don't know... somewhere between my vest and my pants. Lisa: I'm not a little girl daddy. See? [Opens Robe] Snaps: Jesus Lisa! Don't show me that! I'm your father! [Poole is Mr. Provolone's grammar instructor] Angelo "Snaps" Provolone: Mornin', Doc! Dr. Poole: Mr. Provolon-e. Where are those G's? Angelo "Snaps" Provolone: [slaps money bag] In here. Anthony Rosano: When I took over, your books were a mess. Angelo Provolone: They don't sound like they're in no great shape now! (To Himself) Damn, a double-negative. Theresa: I'm not a little girl anymore! Look! Angelo Provolone: Put that away, I'M YOUR FATHER! Theresa: ... I wanna lay on the beach in Honalulu! Angelo Provolone: Do whatever you want, just don't leave this room! ~ Home ~ Movies ~ Songs ~ Anonymous ~ Women ~ ~ Friendship ~ Life and Success ~ Poems ~ Shakespeare ~ Star Trek ~