Casino blueberry muffin

Casino blueberry muffin

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  • Ace Rothstein: [to Don] Listen to me very carefully. There are three ways of doing things around here: the right way, the wrong way, and the way that *I* do it. You understand?
  • Ace Rothstein: [voice-over] In Vegas, everybody's gotta watch everybody else. Since the players are looking to beat the casino, the 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.
  • [first lines]
  • Ace Rothstein: [voice-over] 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.
  • [Ace's car explodes]
  • Ace Rothstein: [voice-over] 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 if you beat him with a gun, you better kill him, because he'll keep comin' back and back until one of you is dead.
  • [Last lines]
  • Ace Rothstein: [narrating] The town will never be the same. After the Tangiers, the big corporations took it all over. Today it looks like Disneyland. And while the kids play cardboard pirates, Mommy and Daddy drop the house payments and Junior's college money on the poker slots. In the old days, dealers knew your name, what you drank, what you played. Today, it's like checkin' into an airport. And if you order room service, you're lucky if you get it by Thursday. Today, it's all gone. You get a whale show up with four million in a suitcase, and some twenty-five-year-old hotel school kid is gonna want his Social Security Number. After the Teamsters got knocked out of the box, the corporations tore down practically every one of the old casinos. And where did the money come from to rebuild the pyramids? Junk bonds. But in the end, I wound up right back where I started. I could still pick winners, and I could still make money for all kinds of people back home. And why mess up a good thing? And that's that.
  • Nicky Santoro: I think in all fairness, I should explain to you exactly what it is that I do. For instance tomorrow morning I'll get up nice and early, take a walk down over to the bank and walk in and see and, uh if you don't have my money for me, I'll crack your fuckin' head wide-open in front of everybody in the bank. And just about the time that I'm comin' out of jail, hopefully, you'll be coming out of your coma. And guess what? I'll split your fuckin' head open again. 'Cause I'm fuckin' stupid. I don't give a fuck about jail. That's my business. That's what I do.
  • Flirting Executive: Hello Mrs. Rothstein, how are you?
  • [kisses her hand]
  • Flirting Executive: You're one of the most gorgeous women I've ever seen. You're a lucky man, Mr. Rothstein.
  • Ace Rothstein: [hesitant] Thank you, thanks for that compliment.
  • Ace Rothstein: [voice-over] 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: [voice-over] 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: Where the fuck do you get off talking to people about me behind my back, going over my head?
  • Ace Rothstein: What people?
  • Nicky Santoro: What people, d'ja think I wasn't gonna find out?
  • Ace Rothstein: I don't even know what you're talking about Nick
  • Nicky Santoro: No? You said I'm bringing heat on YOU? I gotta listen to people because of your fuckin shit? You're orderin me out? You better get your own fuckin army pal!
  • Ace Rothstein: I didn't do anything, I mean, I didn't order you or anybody. I only told Andy Stone that you had a lot of heat on you and that was a problem.
  • Nicky Santoro: You want me to get out of my own fuckin town?
  • Ace Rothstein: Yeah I said l-let the bullshit blow over for a while, so I can run the casino. Anything goes wrong with the casino it's my ass, it's not yours, it's my ass!
  • Nicky Santoro: Oh I don't know whether you know this or not, but you only have your fuckin casino because I made that possible. I'm what counts out here, not your fuckin country clubs or your fuckin TV shows! And what the fuck are you doing on TV anyhow? You know I get calls from back home every fuckin day, they think you went bat shit!
  • Ace Rothstein: I'm only on TV because I got to be able to hang around the casino. You understand that, you know that, come on.
  • Nicky Santoro: Your fuckin ass! You coulda had the food and beverage job without going on television. You wanted to go on TV.
  • Ace Rothstein: Yeah I did want to go on TV. That way I have a forum, I can fight back. I'm known. People see me. They know they can't fuck around with me like they could if I was an unknown, that's right, yeah!
  • Nicky Santoro: You're making a big fuckin spectacle of yourself!
  • Ace Rothstein: Me? I wouldn't even be in this situation if it wasn't for you. You brought down so much fuckin heat on me, I mean every time I meet somebody the big question is "do I know you?"
  • Nicky Santoro: Oh sure now you wanna bring your fuckin license on me, is that it?
  • Ace Rothstein: No, Nicky, when you asked me if you could come out here, what did I tell you? I mean you asked me and I know you were gonna come out no matter what I said, but what did I tell you? Do you remember what I told you? Do you remember what I told you?
  • 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
  • Ace Rothstein: You never
  • Nicky Santoro: Get this through your head you Jew motherfucker, you. You only exist out here because of me. That's the only reason. Without me, you, personally, every fuckin' wise guy skell around'll take a piece of your fuckin' Jew ass. Then where you gonna go? You're fuckin' warned. Don't ever go over my fuckin' head again. You motherfucker, you.
  • [Describing Kansas City family underboss Piscano]
  • Nicky Santoro: This guy could fuck up a cup of coffee.
  • Ace Rothstein: From now on, I want you to put an equal amount of blueberries in each muffin.
  • Ace Rothstein: An equal amount of blueberries in each muffin.
  • Baker: Do you know how long that's going to take?
  • Ace Rothstein: I don't care how long it takes. Put an equal amount in each muffin.
  • Nicky Santoro: [to Ace] I lost control? Look at you, you're fucking walking around like John Barrymore! A fucking pink robe and a fucking cigarette holder? I lost control?
  • Remo Gaggi: The little guy. He wouldn't be fucking the Jew's wife, would he?
  • Nicky Santoro: [narrating] it wasn't long before what I was afraid what was going to happen: happened, Nicky managed to get himself banned from every casino in Las Vegas, from then on I couldn't be seen talking to him anywhere in Vegas or anywhere near it.
  • Nicky Santoro: [meeting at Idle Spurs bar after reading a letter from the government informing him of his banishment] so in other words: I'm fucked.
  • Ace Rothstein: In so many words, yes.
  • Ace Rothstein: [Narrating] It just didn't sink into his head what the Black Book is and what it meant, not being banned from every casino is just one thing but being this book gets you into the brains of every cop and FBI agent in the state, I mean you're listed in there with Al Capone, but Nicky didn't care.
  • Ace Rothstein: Back home, they would have put me in jail for what I'm doing. Here, they're giving me awards.
  • Vinny Forlano: He won't talk. Stone is a good kid. Stand-up guy, just like his old man. That's the way I see it.
  • Vincent Borelli: I agree. He's solid. A fuckin' Marine.
  • Americo Capelli: He's okay. He always was. Remo, what do you think?
  • Remo Gaggi: Look why take a chance? At least, that's the way I feel about it.
  • Ace Rothstein: [voice-over] In the casino, the cardinal rule is to keep them playing and to keep them coming back. The longer they play, the more they lose, and in the end, we get it all.
  • 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. Don't make me have to do this, please. Don't make me be a bad guy, come on.
  • Tony Dogs: Fuck you.
  • Nicky Santoro: This motherfucker, you believe this? Two fucking days and nights! Fuck me? *Fuck me?* You motherfucker!
  • [turning the crank]
  • Nicky Santoro: Fuck my mother? That's what you fucking tell me? You motherfucker you!
  • Ace Rothstein: [voice-over] he had a fool-proof scheme, all right. It wasn't very scientific but it worked. When he won, he collected. When he lost, he told the bookies to go fuck themselves. What were they gonna do? Muscle Nicky? Nicky was the muscle.
  • Nicky Santoro: That black book's a joke. It's only got two names in it for the whole country. And one of them's still Al Capone.
  • Nicky Santoro: And we know what you do, don't we Charlie? You fuck people out of money and get away with it.
  • Charlie Clark: You can't talk to me like that
  • Nicky Santoro: Hey, you fat Irish prick! You put my fucking money to sleep. You go get my fucking money or I'll put your fucking brain to sleep.
  • Nicky Santoro: [after beating Joe until he cries] You hear a little girl, Frankie? Is that a little girl, Ace? Is that a little fuckin' girl? What happened to the fuckin' tough guy who told my friend to stick it up his fuckin' ass?
  • Ace Rothstein: [voice-over] Whoever it was, they put the dynamite under the passenger's side. But what they didn't know, what nobody outside the factory knew, was that that model car was made with a metal plate under the driver's seat. It's the only thing that saved my life.
  • Ace Rothstein: Four reels, sevens across on three $15, jackpots. Do you have any idea what the odds are?
  • Don Ward: Shoot, it's gotta be in the millions, maybe more.
  • Ace Rothstein: Three fuckin' jackpots in 20 minutes? Why didn't you pull the machines? Why didn't you call me?
  • Don Ward: Well, it happened so quick, 3 guys won; I didn't have a chance
  • Ace Rothstein: [interrupts] You didn't see the scam? You didn't see what was going on?
  • Don Ward: Well, there's no way to determine that
  • Ace Rothstein: Yes there is! An infallible way, they won!
  • Don Ward: Well, it's a casino! People gotta win sometimes.
  • Ace Rothstein: [grows more irritated] Ward, you're pissing me off. Now you're insulting my intelligence; what you think I am, a fuckin' idiot? You know goddamn well that someone had to get into those machines and set those fuckin' reels. The probability of one four-reel machine is a million and a half to one; the probability of three machines in a row; it's in the billions! It cannot happen, would not happen, you fuckin' momo! What's the matter with you? Didn't you see you were being set up on the second win?
  • Don Ward: I really think
  • Ace Rothstein: [interrupts] Wait! You didn't see that you were being set up on the second win?
  • Don Ward: I really think you're overreacting
  • Ace Rothstein: Listen, you fuckin' yokel, I've had it with you. I've been carrying your ass in this place ever since I got here. Get your ass and get your things and get out of here.
  • Don Ward: You're firing me?
  • Ace Rothstein: I'm firing you. No, I'm not firing, I'm firing you, ya
  • Don Ward: You might regret this, Mr. Rothstein.
  • Ace Rothstein: I'll regret it even more if I keep you on.
  • Don Ward: This is not the way to treat people.
  • Ace Rothstein: Listen, if you didn't know you were being scammed you're too fuckin' dumb to keep this job, if you did know, you were in on it. Either way, YOU'RE OUT! Get out. Go on, let's go.
  • Nicky Santoro: We're supposed to be robbin' this place, you dumb fuckin' Hebe.
  • Ace Rothstein: [voice-over] The bombing was never authorized, but I suspect I know who lit the fuse. And so did the powers that be.
  • Nicky Santoro: Ace don't listen, don't don't make a scene, all right?
  • Ace Rothstein: I want to just talk. I want to talk to that Irish bitch.
  • Nicky Santoro: She didn't know who to turn to. She she didn't know where to turn. She was tryin' to save your marriage.
  • Ace Rothstein: Yeah? Nicky, I want to talk to that fuckin' bitch.
  • Nicky Santoro: Hey, be fuckin' nice. Calm. Be nice. Don't fuck up in here,
  • Ace Rothstein: [voice-over] Normally, my prospects of coming back alive from a meeting with Nicky were 99 out of But this time, when I heard him say "a couple of hundred yards down the road", I gave myself
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