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Quotes of Movie: Casino [1995]
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Nicky Santoro: [narrating] The first one to skip was John Nance. He found a nice, warm, secluded place in Costa Rica. He thought nobody would find him there.
[gunshots are heard, John Nance runs out through and breaks his way in through another door. He is followed by one of the gangsters. More gunshots are heard. John walks outside putting pressure on a bullet wound in his gut]
Nicky Santoro: But then his kid got nabbed by the Feds for drugs. So naturally, the bosses were afraid he'd come out of hiding to save his kid and give them all up. So...
Beeper: [beeper comes out] Where you going jack-off!
[shoots Nance] (unknown)
Ginger: I should've never married Sam. He's a Gemini, TRIPLE Gemini. Gemini's a snake, you can't trust the snake. (unknown)
Ginger: COME OUT AND TALK TO ME, FUCKER.
Ace Rothstein: Would you stop, you're drunk and stoned.
Ginger: I AM NOT.
Ace Rothstein: You're going to be sorry.
Ginger: Don't you threaten me. DON'T YOU THREATEN ME. I am fucking Nicky Santoro. HE'S MY NEW SPONSOR. How about that. I will go to police and to the FBI. I'M NOT PROTECTING YOU ANYMORE, YOU FUCK. (unknown)
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.
Ace Rothstein: Look at my eyes, do you see anything in the eyes that makes you think I'm going to let you take my child away from me with your condition? (unknown)
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Nicky Santoro: This guy could fuck up a cup of coffee. (unknown)
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. (unknown)
Ginger: Take care Steve, take chances and drive fast. (unknown)
Ace Rothstein: You fucking mo-mo, what's the matter with you? (unknown)
Ace Rothstein: You tied up our little daughter to a bed? What the fuck is the matter with you? Is there something mentally wrong with you?
Ginger: [Drunk] It was only for a couple hours Sam... the babysitter wasn't around, so I did what I could.
Ace Rothstein: Listen to me... listen to me you ten cent whore! Fucking listen to me.
[Tries grabbing Ginger]
Ginger: I wouldn't do that if I were you. I wouldn't do that if I were you.
Ace Rothstein: [Slamming the table] Listen to me! Listen to me you fucking cunt. If you ever do that agian to my daughter, I'll kill you plain and fucking simple. Now get up.
Ginger: [Looking to Nicky giving her head movements] Just let me go Sam. Give me my money and my jewlery and let me go.
Ace Rothstein: Get up... be a fucking mother. Be the mother... get the fuck up and get in the fucking car. I WILL kill you right fucking here and now! Get up and go, now.
[Noticing her eyes looking to Nicky]
Ace Rothstein: What the fuck are you looking at him for? Get the fuck up... you cunt.
Ginger: I'm going. I'm going you fucker. (unknown)
Nicky Santoro: So in other words - I'm fucked.
Ace Rothstein: In so many words, yes. (unknown)
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. (unknown)
Nicky Santoro: I'm what counts out here. Not your fuckin' country clubs or your fuckin' TV shows. And what the fuck are you doin' on TV anyhow?
Ace Rothstein: What are you...
Nicky Santoro: You know I get calls from back home every fuckin' day? They think that you went batshit.
Ace Rothstein: I'm only TV because I gotta be able to hang around the casino. You understand that. You know that. Come on.
Nicky Santoro: Your fuckin' ass. You could have done the food and beverage job without goin' 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. They know they can't fuck around with me like they could if I was an unknown. That's right.
Nicky Santoro: You're makin' a big fuckin' spectacle of yourself. (unknown)
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. (unknown)
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, (unknown)
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?
[Slaps Cowboy]
Nicky Santoro: Go over there and apologize. (unknown)
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. (unknown)
Ace Rothstein: [narrating over Ginger and Nicky in bed] And This... This is how she backed him off. (unknown)
Nicky Santoro: What are you staring at you bald-headed Jew prick? (unknown)
Nicky Santoro: FRANKIE. (unknown)
Title Card: [after beating Joe until he cries]
Nicky Santoro: 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? (unknown)
Nicky Santoro: You called my friend a faggot? You told him to go fuck himself? Is that what you did? You told him to go fuck himself? You fuckin' hick! You fuckin' hick you! Come here!
[Nicky stabs the man in the throat with the pen, then beats him savagely]
Nicky Santoro: Ok... You hear - hear a little girl, Frankie? You hear a little girl, Ace? Is that a little fuckin' girl? What happened to the fuckin' tough guy that told my friend to stick it up his fuckin' ass, huh?
[Nicky hits the man a few more times] (unknown)
Nicky Santoro: Give me the fuckin' name!
Tony Dogs: Ch-Charlie M.
Nicky Santoro: Charlie M?
Tony Dogs: Charlie M.
Nicky Santoro: Charlie M? You made me pop your fuckin' eye out of your head to protect that piece of shit? Charlie M? You dumb motherfucker!
Tony Dogs: Kill me.
Nicky Santoro: I'll kill you. You motherfucker you! Frankie, do him a fuckin' favor. (unknown)
Nicky Santoro: How the fuck can you grin? (unknown)
[a plane just crash-landed on the golf course]
Ace Rothstein: The feds were watching Nicky play golf for so long that they ran out of gas. (unknown)
Ace Rothstein: 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. (unknown)
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Movie: Casino [1995] | [2]
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