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An ambitious and near insanely violent gangster climbs the ladder of success in the mob, but his weaknesses prove to be his downfall.
Tony Montana: You wanna fuck with me? Okay. You wanna play rough? Okay. Say hello to my little friend! [Tony shoots]
Tony Montana: What you lookin' at? You all a bunch of fuckin' assholes. You know why? You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be? You need people like me. You need people like me so you can point your fuckin' fingers and say, "That's the bad guy." So... what that make you? Good? You're not good. You just know how to hide, how to lie. Me, I don't have that problem. Me, I always tell the truth. Even when I lie. So say good night to the bad guy! Come on. The last time you gonna see a bad guy like this again, let me tell you. Come on. Make way for the bad guy. There's a bad guy comin' through! Better get outta his way!
Tony Montana: I always tell the truth. Even when I lie.
Tony Montana: In this country, you gotta make the money first. Then when you get the money, you get the power. Then when you get the power, then you get the women.
Tony Montana: [to Sosa's assassins] I'm Tony Montana! You fuck with me, you fuckin' with the best!
Tony Montana: The only thing in this world that gives orders... is balls.
Tony Montana: I never fucked anybody over in my life didn't have it coming to them. You got that? All I have in this world is my balls and my word and I don't break them for no one. Do you understand? That piece of shit up there, I never liked him, I never trusted him. For all I know he had me set up and had my friend Angel Fernandez killed. But that's history. I'm here, he's not. Do you wanna go on with me, you say it. You don't, then you make a move.
Tony Montana: You know what capitalism is? Getting fucked!
Tony Montana: This is paradise, I'm tellin' ya. This town like a great big pussy just waiting to get fucked.
Tony Montana: Me, I want what's coming to me. Manny: Oh, well what's coming to you? Tony Montana: The world, chico, and everything in it.
Bernstein: Every day above ground is a good day.
Tony Montana: You know what? Fuck you! How about that?
Tony Montana: Okay Sosa; You wanna fuck with me? You fucking with the best! You wanna fuck with me? Okay. You little cockroaches... come on. You wanna play games? Okay, I play with you; come on. Okay. You wanna play rough? Okay. Say hello to my little friend!
Tony Montana: [turning to Bernstein] Every dog has his day.
Frank Lopez: Lesson number one: Don't underestimate the other guy's greed! [laughing] Elvira Hancock: Lesson number two: Don't get high on your own supply.
Hector the Toad: You want to give me the cash, or do I kill your brother first, before I kill you? Tony Montana: Why don't you try sticking your head up your ass? See if it fits.
Tony Montana: Who put this thing together? Me, that's who! Who do I trust? Me!
Tony Montana: You wanna waste my time? Okay. I call my lawyer. He's the best lawyer in Miami. He's such a good lawyer, that by tomorrow morning, you gonna be working in Alaska. So dress warm.
Frank Lopez: Tony, don't kill me, please! Tony Montana: I ain't gonna kill you. Frank Lopez: Oh Christ, thank you! Thank you! Tony Montana: [Tony looks at Manny] Manolo, shoot that piece of shit!
Immigration Officer #2: So where's your old man now? Tony Montana: He dead. He die. Sometime. Somewhere. Immigration Officer #2: Mother? Tony Montana: She dead too. Immigration Officer #1: What kind of work you do in Cuba, Tony? Tony Montana: Ah, you know, things. I was, uh - This, that. Construction business. I work a lot with my hands. I was in the army. Immigration Officer #1: Any family in the States, Tony? Any cousins, brother-in-law, anybody? Tony Montana: Nobody. Everybody's dead. Immigration Officer #1: You ever been to jail, Tony? Tony Montana: Me? Jail? No way. No. Immigration Officer #1: Been in a mental hospital? Tony Montana: Oh, yeah. On the boat coming over.
[last lines] Tony Montana: Go ahead! I take your fucking bullets! You think you kill me with bullets? I take your fucking bullets! Go ahead!
Tony Montana: Bet you feel good, huh? Bet you feel good to kill a mother and her kids, huh, bet you feel *big*... Alberto The Shadow: Shut your mouth! Tony Montana: ...Like, you big man. Well fuck you. What do you think I am? You think I'd kill two kids and a woman? Fuck that! I don't need that shit in my life. [Alberto reaches for detonator's button] Tony Montana: You die motherfucker! [Tony shoots him in the head] Tony Montana: What'd you think of that, huh? What you think, I'm a fucking worm like you? I told you, man, I told you! Don't fuck with me! I told you, no fucking kids! No, but you wouldn't listen, why, you stupid fuck, look at you now.
Tony Montana: [watching flamingos on TV] Come on, pelicans! Fly, fly away!
Alejandro Sosa: I only tell you once. Don't fuck me, Tony. Don't you ever try to fuck me.
Elvira: Can't you stop saying fuck all the time?
Tony Montana: The World Is Yours!
Tony Montana: Hey baby what is your problem? Huh, you got a problem? You're good looking, you got a beautiful body, beautiful legs, beautiful face, all these guys in love with you. Only you got a look in your eye like you haven't been fucked in a year! Elvira: Hey, Jose. Who, why, when, and how I fuck is none of your business, okay?
Tony Montana: Is this it? That's what it's all about, Manny? Eating, drinking, fucking, sucking? Snorting? Then what? You're 50. You got a bag for a belly. You got tits, you need a bra. They got hair on them. You got a liver, they got spots on it, and you're eating this fuckin' shit, looking like these rich fucking mummies in here... Look at that. A junkie. I got a fuckin' junkie for a wife. She don't eat nothing. Sleeps all day with them black shades on. Wakes up with a Quaalude, and who won't fuck me 'cause she's in a coma. I can't even have a kid with her, Manny. Her womb is so polluted, I can't even have a fuckin' little baby with her!
Tony Montana: Hey, Frank, you're a piece of shit. Frank Lopez: What are you talking about? Tony Montana: You know what I'm taking about about, you fucking cockroach.
Tony Montana: Okay, here's the story. I come from the gutter. I know that. I got no education... but that's okay. I know the street, and I'm making all the right connections. With the right woman, there's no stopping me. I could go right to the top.
Tony Montana: [after coldly disposing of Frank Lopez and Mel Berstein] OK, come on. Manny: What about Ernie? [Lopez's assistant] Manny: [very tense music builds, shot of Ernie sweating and fidgeting, then slow zoom shot of Tony and Manny looking at Ernie. Tense music stops] You want a job, Ernie? Ernie: [Ernie breathes a huge sigh of relief] Sure, Tony.
M.C. at Babylon Club: Is that coke in your bra or are you just happy to see me?
Tony Montana: NOW you're talking to me, Baby. Elvira: Don't call me "Baby". I'm not your "Baby".
Tony Montana: Another Quaalude, and she'll be mine again.
Tony Montana: Every dog has his day, huh, Mel? Bernstein: I told him. It didn't make any sense, clipping you when we had you working for us. He wouldn't listen. He got hot tonight, about the broad, you know? Bernstein: He fucked up. Tony Montana: You too, Mel. You fucked up. Bernstein: Don't go too far, Tony. Tony Montana: I not, Mel, you are. [Tony shoots Bernstein in the gut, he gasps and groans] Bernstein: Fuck. You can't shoot a cop! Tony Montana: Whoever says you was one? Bernstein: [Tony leans forward, aiming the gun at Bernstein] Wait a minute! You let me go. I'll fix this up. Tony Montana: Sure, Mel. Maybe you can hand out yourself one of them first class tickets to the Resurrection. Bernstein: Fucking punk. Son of a bitch. Tony Montana: [Tony stands up] So long, Mel, have a good trip. Bernstein: Fuck you!
Frank Lopez: Hey, Tony. Remember when I told you when you first started working for me, the guys that last in this business, are the guys who fly straight. Low-key, quiet. But the guys who want it all, chicas, champagne, flash... they don't last. Tony Montana: [scoffs] You finished? Can I go? Frank Lopez: Yes, I'm finished. [Tony exits, shrugging with indifference]
Tony Montana: Chi Chi, get the yeyo.
Manny: [to a bikini girl who has slapped him] BITCH! LESBIAN!
Tony Montana: Your guy Alberto... you know he's a piece of shit. I told him to do something he didn't listen to me, so I had to cancel his fucking contract. Alejandro Sosa: My partners and I are pissed off Tony. Tony Montana: That's okay, no big deal. We do it next month. Alejandro Sosa: No, Tony you can't do that. They found what was under the car, Tony! Now, our friend has got security up the ass! And the heat is gonna come down hard on my partners and me. There's not gonna be a next time you fucking dumb Cuban... you cocksucker! You blew it! Tony Montana: Hey! Take it easy when to talk to me, okay? Alejandro Sosa: I told you... I told you a long time ago, you fucking little monkey, not to fuck me! Tony Montana: [strung out] Hey, hey! Who the fuck you think you're talking to huh? You wanna fuck with me? Who the fuck you think I am? Your fucking bellboy? Come on! Bring it! You wanna go to war? We take you to war! Okay?
Tony Montana: You a communist? Huh? How'd you like it, man? They tell you all the time what to do, what to think, what to feel. Do you wanna be like a sheep? Like all those other people? Baah! Baah! Immigration Officer #3: I don't have to listen to this bullshit! Tony Montana: You wanna work eight, ten fucking hours? You own nothing, you got nothing! Do you want a chivato on every corner looking after you? Watching everything you do? Everything you say, man? Do you know I eat octopus three times a day? I got fucking octopus coming out of my fucking ears. I got the fuckin' Russian shoes my feet's comin' through. How you like that? What, you want me to stay there and do nothing? Hey, I'm no fuckin' criminal, man. I'm no puta or thief. I'm Tony Montana, a political prisoner from Cuba. And I want my fuckin' human rights, now! [slams desk] Tony Montana: Just like the President Jimmy Carter says. Okay? Immigration Officer #1: Carter should see this human right. He's really good. What do you say, Harry? Immigration Officer #3: I don't believe a word of this shit! They all sound the same to me. That son of a bitch Castro is shittin' all over us. Send this bastard to Freedom Town. Let them take a look at him. Get him outta here. Tony Montana: You know somethin'? You can send me anywhere. Here, there, this, that; it don't matter. There's nothing you can do to me that Castro has not done. Immigration Officer #3: Get him outta here!
Elvira Hancock: Can't you see what we're becoming, Tony? We're losers. We're not winners, we're losers. Tony Montana: Go home. You stoned. Elvira Hancock: I'm not stoned. You're stoned.
Alejandro Sosa: I told you a long time ago, you fucking little monkey, not to *fuck me!*
Omar: Watch my back. Tony Montana: Better than your front, lemme tell you. Much easier to watch.
Tony Montana: Would you kiss me if I wear the hat? Elvira: No.
Tony Montana: [to Manny] You should have kept your mouth shut, they'd have thought you was a horse and let you out.
Manny: ¡Ay, Dios mío! ¡Mira eso! Look at that one. That one right there in the pink. She's beautiful, man. Look at those titties. Tony Montana: Look at that punk with her. What's he got that I don't have? Manny: [smiling] Well, he's very handsome, for one thing, you know? [chuckles] Manny: I mean, look at the way he dresses, man. Come on. That's style. Flash, pizzazz. And a little coke money doesn't hurt nobody. Tony Montana: [staring his hands] ¡Coño! Look at this. Fuckin' onions. They oughta be pickin' gold from the street. ¡Ay, cabrón!
Tony Montana: I work hard for this. I want you to know that. Elvira Hancock: It's too bad. Somebody shouldv'e given it to you. You wouldv'e been a nicer person.
Elvira: You know what you're becoming, Tony? You're an immigrant spick millionaire, who can't stop talking about money... Tony Montana: Who the fuck you calling a spick, mang? You white piece of bread. Get outta the way of the television.
Frank Lopez: Elvira! Baby! Where've you been? It's 10:00 honey I'm starving! Elvira: You're always hungry, you should try starving.
Tony Montana: You know what your problem is, pussycat? Elvira Hancock: What is my problem, Tony? Tony Montana: You got nothing to do with your life, man. Why don't you get a job? Do something, be a nurse. Work with blind kids, lepurs, that kind of thing. Anything beats you waiting around all day, waiting for me to fuck you, I'll tell you that. Elvira Hancock: Don't toot your horn, honey, you're not that good. Tony Montana: Oh yeah? Frank was better huh? Elvira Hancock: You're an asshole. Tony Montana: Where are you going? COME HERE! Coño, HEY! ELVY! I was kidding. I WAS ONLY KIDDING!
Omar Suarez: What's with this dishwasher, chico? [laughing] Omar Suarez: Don't he think we could've got some other space cadet to hit Rebenga cheaper, too? Fifty bucks. Tony Montana: Then why didn't you? And don't be callin' me no fuckin' dishwasher, or I'll kick you fuckin' monkey ass!
Tony Montana: I got ears, ya know. I hear things. Frank Lopez: Yeah? What do you hear about Echevierra and the Diaz brothers? What about them? What about Gaspar Gomez? What is he gonna do when you start moving 2000 keys? Tony Montana: Fuck Gaspar Gomez! And fuck the fuckin' Diaz brothers! Fuck 'em all! I bury those cockroaches!
Francesca 'Cesca' Camonte: The police are here for you! It's all my fault, I shouldn't have come... Tony Camonte: Your fault, my fault, who cares? So long as you're here.
[Angelo is answering the phone for Tony] Tony Camonte: Hey, hey. Get a name. Get a name. Angelo: [speaking into telephone] What's your name? No, no, I no wanna know what's your brother's name, I wanna know what's your name. [angrily] Angelo: Oh, you do, huh? Listen, I come on over there, I smack you right in the teeth! I get you, you brother... Tony Camonte: Hey! What's the matter? That's no way to talk. Talk nice. Tell him to state his business. Angelo: Go state your business! [hangs up phone]
Immigration Officer #1: Okay, so what do you call yourself? ¿Cómo se llama? Tony Montana: Antonio Montana. And you, what you call yourself? Immigration Officer #2: Where'd you learn to speak the English, Tony? Tony Montana: Uh, in a school. And my father, he was, uh, from the United States. Just like you, ya know? He was a Yankee. Uh, he used to take me a lot to the movies. I learn. I watch the guys like Humphrey Bogart, James Cagney. They, they teach me to talk. I like those guys. I always know one day I'm comin' here, United States.
Tony Montana: Here pelican, pelican, pelican...
Tony Camonte: Listen, Little Boy, in this business there's only one law you gotta follow to keep out of trouble: Do it first, do it yourself, and keep on doing it.
Tony Camonte: This fellow's got ideas I don't like.
Gina Montana: I like Fernando, he's a fun guy and he's nice... and he knows how to treat a woman. Manny: [laughing] Knows how to treat a woman? By taking you to the toilet to make out?
Tony Montana: I kill a communist for fun, but for a green card... I'm gonna carve him up real nice.
Poppy: Kind of gaudy, isn't it? Tony Camonte: Ain't it though? Glad you like it.
Mama Montana: [to Tony] Why do you have to hurt everything you touch? Why do you have to destroy everything that comes your way? ¡Malagradecido! ¡Mal hijo! [translation: Ungrateful! Bad son!]
Tony Camonte: I'm not hungry. Except for you. You got something I like. Poppy: Yeah. I'm nice with a lot of dressing. You work fast, don't you Tony.
Tony Camonte: [Holding a tommy gun] Lookit, Johnny, you can carry it around like a baby!
Omar: And chico, if anything happens to that buy-money, eee pobrecito... my boss is gonna stick your heads up your asses faster than a rabbit gets fucked.
Insp. Ben Guarino: I told you you'd show up this way. Get you in a jam without a gun and you squeal like a yellow rat. Come on, climb into this [handcuffs]
Hector the Toad: So, you got the money? Tony Montana: Yep. You got the stuff? Hector the Toad: Sure I have the stuff. I don't have it with me here right now. I have it close by. Tony Montana: Oh... well I don't have the money either. I have it close by too. Hector the Toad: Where? Down in your car? Tony Montana: [lying] Uh... no. Not in the car. Hector the Toad: No? Tony Montana: What about you? Where do you keep your stuff? Hector the Toad: Not far. Tony Montana: I ain't getting the money unless I see the stuff first. Hector the Toad: No, no. First the money, then the stuff. Tony Montana: [after a long tense pause] Okay. You want me to come in and we start over again? Hector the Toad: [changing the subject] Where are you from, Tony? Tony Montana: [getting angry and supicious] What the fuck difference does that make on where I'm from? Hector the Toad: Coño, Tony! I'm just asking just so I know who I'm doing business with. Tony Montana: Well, you can know about me when you stop fucking around and start doing business with me, Hector!
Alejandro Sosa: Tony what happened? Tony Montana: Aww, Alex, we had some problems you know, your man he wouldn't listen to me so I had to cancel his fucking contract.
Tony Camonte: I don't know nothin'. I don't see nothin'. I don't hear nothin'. When I do I don't tell the cops. Understand?
Poppy: [while sitting at a table, Tony rubs his foot on Poppy's leg] Please, Tony! My stockings! Tony Camonte: What's a matter? Poppy: Well don't do that, Tony. They're brand new. Tony Camonte: Hands off, eh? Poppy: No... feet.
Manolo Ray: [referring to possible 3-5 years jail time] Hey, come on, man, it ain't that bad. Tony Montana: Hey, what the fuck you talkin', man? Manolo Ray: The jails in this country are like hotels, man. Tony Montana: You fuckin' kiddin' me, man? Are you fuckin' high, man?
Immigration Officer #3: Where'd you get the beauty scar, tough guy? Eatin' pussy? Tony Montana: How'm I gonna get a scar like that eating pussy? [Tony smiles] Tony Montana: This was when I was a kid, ya know? Immigration Officer #3: Mm-hmm. Tony Montana: You should see the other kid. You can't recognize him. Immigration Officer #3: [forcing Tony to show a tattoo on his hand] And this? Tony Montana: Oh, that's nothing, man. That's for my sweetheart. Immigration Officer #3: Sweetheart, my ass! We've been seein' more and more of these. Some kind of code these guys used in the can. Pitchfork means an assassin or somethin'. You wanna tell us about it, Montana, or do you wanna take a little trip to the detention center? Tony Montana: [pause] Okay, you got me. I was in the can one time. For buying dollars. Big, big deal. Immigration Officer #3: That's pretty funny, Tony. Tony Montana: Well, that's true. It was a Canadian tourist. Immigration Officer #3: Hmm. What'd ya do? Mug him first?
Tony Camonte: [smashes the window] Just changing the name on the door.
Tony Montana: [watching news on TV] I know that. But you know why, Vic? 'Cause you got your head up your culo. That's why that fucking guy never tells the truth. That motherfucker!
Tony Montana: You know what your problem is? Elvira Hancock: What's that? Tony Montana: You don't got nothing to do with your life. Why don't you get a job? Work with lepers. Blind kids. Anything's gotta be better than lying around all day waiting for me to fuck you. Elvira Hancock: Don't toot your horn, honey. You're not that good.
Tony Montana: That prick. Fucking WASP whore. Thinking I'm some marìcon coming off a banana boat.
Omar: Alright! Alright, big man? You wanna make some big bucks? Lets see how tough you are. Do you know something 'bout cocaine? Tony Montana: You kidding me or what? Omar: There's a bunch of Colombians coming in Friday. New guys. They say they have two keys for us, for openers. Pure coke. Hotel in Miami Beach. I want you go over there. If it's what they say it is, you pay 'em and bring it back. You do that, you get 5 grand! Manny: [to Tony] Go, pay, bring it back, yeah? Omar: You know how to handle a machine gun? Manny: Yeah man. We're in the army in Cuba Omar: You'll need a couple of other guys. Manny: That's no problem, man. Omar: Be at Hector's Bodega at noon Friday. You get the buy money then. And chico! If anything happens to that buy money, y pobreci! My boss is gonna stick your heads up your asses faster than a rabbit gets fucked! [Throws toothpick] Tony Montana: I'm scared!
Tony Camonte: You see that? [a sign outside the window reads: THE WORLD IS YOURS. COOK TOURS] Tony Camonte: Someday I look at that sign and I say, "Okay, she's mine."
Elvira Hancock: Nothing exceeds like excess. You should know that, Tony.
Angelo: [phones rings again; Angelo picks up the receiver] This is Mr. Camonte's sec... [person on the other end interrupts] Angelo: Oh, no. Please, you're wrong. I no hang up on you. I thought you was through. [person on the other end responds] Angelo: I told you before. You have to write a letter. You have to make... [person on the other end is implied to be ranting at Angelo] Angelo: Oh, you do, huh? [Angelo begins losing his temper] Angelo: Let me tell you... [person on the other line continues ranting] Angelo: [Angelo becomes infuriated; He drops the receiver and aims his gun at phone] Aw, shut up, you! You fucking - -... Tony Camonte: [Tony intervenes] Hey, what's the matter with you?
Mrs. Camonte: He hurt you. He hurt you. He hurt everybody.
Elvira Hancock: [after Tony tries to kiss her] Don't get it confused, Tony. I don't fuck around with the *help*.
Tony Montana: [during the final shootout with Sosa's assassins] You think you can take me? You need a fucking army if you gonna take me!
Tony Montana: What you tell 'em? Manolo Ray: I told 'em what you told me to tell 'em, I told 'em I was in sanitation, they didn't go for it. Tony Montana: Sanitation? I told you to tell 'em that you was in a sanitarium, not sanitation, sanitarium.
Alejandro Sosa: Alberto is an expert in the disposal business.
Frank Lopez: You know what a chazzer is? Tony Montana: No, Frank, you tell me. What is a chazzer? Frank Lopez: It's a Yiddish word for "pig." See, the guy, he wants more than what he needs. He don't fly straight no more.
Jerry The Banker: [concluding negotiation] Hey Tony, how's married life treating you? Tony Montana: Better than you are.
[first lines] Fidel Castro: ...los que no se adapten... al esfuerzo y al heroísmo de una revolución... ¡No los queremos! ¡No los necesitamos! [in subtitles: They are unwilling to adapt to the spirit of our revolution. We don't want them! We don't need them!] Fidel Castro: [Translation word-for-word:... the ones that won't adapt... to the effort and heroism of a revolution... We don't want them! We don't need them!]
Tony Montana: Hey, how'd you like that? Huh? You fuckin' maricón! Hey!
Frank Lopez: You want me to believe Omar was a stoolie because Sosa said so? You bought that line?
M.C. at Babylon Club: Another great night here at the Babylon, right? Okay. All right! Do another gram, you'll all be babblin' on.
Omar: We are just going to do one deal and that's it! Tony Montana: Ok... fuck you. How's that? Omar: Fuck you. Tony Montana: Fuck You!
Mama Montana: [after Tony gave her a big wad of money] Who did you kill for this?
Tony Montana: Look at that: a junkie... I got a junkie for a wife... Her womb is so polluted... I can't even have a fucking little baby with her! Manolo Ray: C'mon Tony... Elvira Hancock: You son of a bitch!... you fuck!... [throws wine in Tony's face] Elvira Hancock: *How dare you talk to me like that!* What makes you so much better than me? What do you do? Kill people? Deal your drugs? Real contribution to human history Tony! What makes you think you can be a father? You don't even know how to be a good husband!
Mama Montana: Son? I wish I had one! He's a bum! He was a bum then and he's a bum now! Who do you think you are, hm? We haven't heard a word from you in five years. Cinco anos. You suddenly show up here and you throw money at us? You think you can *buy* me with your money? Tony Montana: Come on, mama. Mama Montana: You think you can come in here with your hot-shot clothes and make fun of us? Tony Montana: Mama, you don't know what you're talking about. Mama Montana: No that is NOT the way I am, Antonio! That is *not* the way I raised Gina to be. You are not going to destroy her. I don't need your money. Gracias! I work for my living. *I don't want you in this house anymore!* I don't want you around Gina! So come on, get out! And take this lousy money with you! It stinks!
[Tony is on a payphone describing the botched drug deal involving Hector the Toad] Tony Montana: [into the phone] Yeah, it was a setup. Bunch of cowboys. Somebody fucked up somewhere. Fuckin' Columbians. They never wanted to make the sale. They only wanted to steal the money. Omar: [voice] All right, I'll look into it right away. I'll make some inquiries and find out what happened. Tony Montana: Yeah, you do that, Omar! You do that. Omar: [voice] Do you still have the buy money? Tony Montana: Yeah. And... I got the yalo too. Omar: [voice] Wh-what? You got the yalo? Tony Montana: Yeah, I got it. Right. Omar: [voice] Bring it here to my place in one hour. Come alone. Tony Montana: Fuck you! I'm taking the stuff to your boss, Lopez, myself. Not you. Me!
Tony Camonte: I get you a hunk of soap, you take a bath in it.
Manny: Don't fucking go crazy on me, okay? Just remember, this time last year we were in a fucking cage. Tony Montana: You remember. I like to forget that.
Tony Camonte: Hey, Cesca, you and me, huh? We'll show them. We'll lick them all, the North Side, the South Side! We'll lick the whole world!
Frank Lopez: Who would want to kill me? Elvira: The catcher on your little league team. Frank Lopez: That son of a bitch, he didn't get a base hit all season! I ought to kill him!
Poppy: Why don't you get yourself a girl, Tony? Tony Camonte: I'm workin' on that now. Poppy: Yeah? Well, don't tire yourself out.
Hector the Toad: Now the leg, huh?
Manolo Ray: [at Frank's house, explaining to Frank in the background what happened at the hotel in Miami Beach] I ran out of bullets, like an asshole. Manolo Ray: And while I'm standing there changing the clip, the little mother fucker, who I had killed already but was not dead, shot me!
Title card: [first title cards] In May 1980, Fidel Castro opened the harbor at Mariel, Cuba with the apparent intention of letting some of his people join their relatives in the United States. Within seventy-two hours, 3,000 U.S. boats were headed for Cuba. It soon became evident that Castro was forcing the boat owners to carry back with them not only their relatives, but the dregs of his jails. Of the 125,000 refugees that landed in Florida an estimated 25,000 had criminal records.
Frank Lopez: [pleading] Please Tony, don't kill me. Please, give me one more chance. I give you $10 million. $10 million! All of it, you can have the whole $10 million. I give you $10 million. I give you all $10 million just to let me go. Come on, Tony, $10 million. Its in a vault in Spain, we get on a plane and its all yours. That's $10 million just to spare me.
Tony Montana: Now you're talking to me baby! That I like! Keep it coming!
Tony Montana: You do so much of that shit, you know? Elvira Hancock: Nothing exceeds like excess. You should know that, Tony. Tony Montana: I should know what? *What should I know?* Why do you have to talk to me like that all the time? Like I gotta know something.
Tony Camonte: Nice little thug. He give 'em a writ of hocus pocus.
Hector the Toad: [after killing Angel with the chainsaw] Last chance, pendejo! Tony Montana: Fuck you! [spits at Hector]
Alejandro Sosa: [after Tony assures him] I think you speak from the heart, Montana. So I say to myself, this Lopez, your boss, he had chivatos like that working for him, his judgment stinks.
Tony Montana: [Referring to a news program on legalizing cocaine to control organized crime] Somebody oughta do something about those... those whores.
Elvira: So do you want to dance, Frank, or do you want to sit there and have a heart attack? Frank Lopez: Me, dance? Hey, I think I wanna have a heart attack.
Immigration Officer #1: What about homosexuality, Tony? You like men, huh? You like to dress up like a woman? Tony Montana: What the fuck is wrong with this guy, man? He kidding me or what? Immigration Officer #2: Just answer the questions, Tony! Tony Montana: Okay. No. Okay? Fuck no!
Tony Montana: Look at that... that cable truck there. Since when does it take three days to hook up cable? Manny: What, you've been watching it for three days? Tony Montana: The fuckin' thing has been there for three days! What am I gonna do? Not look at it?
John 'Johnny' Lovo: What do you use to think with, an empty beer keg?
Chief of detectives: Colorful? What color is a crawling louse? Say, listen, that's the attitude of too many morons in this country. They think these hoodlums are some sort of demigods. What do they do about a guy like Camonte? They sentimentalize, romance, make jokes about him. They had some excuse to glorify our old Western bad men. They met in the middle of the street at high noon and waited for each other to draw. But these things sneak up and shoot a guy in the back and then run away. Colorful. Did you read what happened the other day? A car full of them chasing another down the street, broad daylight. Three kiddies playing hopscotch on the sidewalk get lead poured in their little bellies. When I think what goes on in the minds of these lice, I wanna vomit.
Managing Editor: You know, Costillo was the last of the old fashioned style gang leaders. There is a new crew coming out. And every guy that's got money enough to buy a gun is going to try to step into his place, you see? They'll be shooting each other like rabbits for the control of the booze business!
Hector the Toad: Okay, Caracicatriz. You can die too. It makes no difference to me.
Title Card: [opening message] This picture is an indictment of gang rule in America and of the callous indifference of the government to this constantly increasing menace to our safety and our liberty. Every incident in this picture is the reproduction of an actual occurrence, and the purpose of this picture is to demand of the government: 'What are you going to do about it?' The government is your government. What are YOU going to do about it?
[Tony is playing basketball with a group of friends] Manny: ¡Tony! ¡Montana! ¡Tony Montana! Ven acá, man. Come here. Tony Montana: ¿Qué te pasa? [What's wrong with you?] Manny: Come here, man. I gotta talk to you. Come on, man. It's important. Tony Montana: So close, man. Manny: Come on. Come on, man. I gotta talk to you. Angel: [to Tony] Where are you going, man? Manny: [to Angel] Leave him alone, okay? Tony Montana: [to Angel] I got better things to do. Angel: [to Tony] You're chicken, man. You almost made it. [Tony and Manny walk away] Manny: Are you ready for some good news? Tony Montana: Sure. What you got, man? Manny: We can be outta this place in 30 days. Not only that, but we got a green card and a job in Miami. Now are we made or are we made, man? Tony Montana: What do we gotta do? Go to Cuba and hit the beard or what? Manny: No, man, somebody else. Tony Montana: You're kidding? Manny: No. Tony Montana: You're not kidding? [Manny smiles] Manny: Guy named Rebenga, man. Emilio Rebenga. Tony Montana: Rebenga? Coño, man. I know that name. Manny: Yeah? Tony Montana: He's political. Manny: Yeah. Well, he's coming in here today, man. Castro just sprung him. This guy, man, was one of the top dogs for Fidel in the early days. But Castro felt like he couldn't trust him anymore and threw him in jail. But while he was on top, he tortured a few guys to death. And one of the guy's brother is a rich guy in Miami now, and he wants the favor repaid. That's where we come in.
Elvira Hancock: [getting into his car] What would Frank say? Tony Montana: I like Frank, you know. Only I like you better.
Tony Montana: You wanna waste my time, OK? You wanna play rough?
Gina: You can't tell me what to do, Tony. No more. I am not a baby anymore. I'll do what I wanna do. I'll see whoever I wanna see. And if I wanna fuck 'em, Tony, then I'll fuck 'em! [Tony slaps Gina across the face]
Tony Montana: What about that job we did for you in Freedom Town? The Rebenga hit... What was that? A game of dominoes, mang?
Francesca 'Cesca' Camonte: You're a butcher! That's what you are! You're a butcher!
Tony Camonte: There's only one thing that gets orders and gives orders. [points to Tommy Gun] Tony Camonte: And this is it. That's how I got the south side for you, and that's how I'm gonna get the north side for you. It's a typewriter. I'm gonna write my name all over this town with it, in big letters! John 'Johnny' Lovo: Hey, stop him somebody! Tony Camonte: Get out of my way Johnny, I'm gonna spit! [starts firing]
Tony Montana: I didn't come to the United States to break my fucking back.
Tony Camonte: Ah, he ain't so tough. Hanging out in a flower shop. You afraid of a guy like that?
Mama Montana: [to her son Tony] You know, all we read about in the papers today are animals like you and the killings. It's Cubans like you who are giving a bad name to our people. People who come here to work hard and make an honest living for themselves.
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