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: You know, I can't think of nothing finer than a fine naked woman holding a gun.
: [after Frankie beats a confession out of Oz
] I MAY know where he is. Frankie Figs
: Well, all right. But don't tell me. Let's go tell Janni. Oz
: Okay. You mind if I piss a little blood first? Frankie Figs
: Please, by all means.
: Aren't you gonna cry out for help? Oz
: Would it do any good? Frankie Figs
[after Oz tells Jimmy over a payphone he loves Jimmy's wife, while Jimmy doesn't know they slept together
: Will you listen to yourself? What are you talkin' about, you love her? You just met her!
: He said he's in love with Cynthia! Frankie Figs
: No shit! Jill St. Claire
: So SHE'S the one! Jimmy
: She's the one what? Jill St. Claire
: The one he schtupped in Chicago! Jimmy
: The one he...
: My wife? You shtupped my wife, Oz? Oz
: I wouldn't exactly phrase it that way, exactly... Jimmy
: [with increasing anger
] No, no, no! Let me get this straight. You went down to Chicago and engaged in sexual CONGRESS with my wife? Is that what you're telling me? Jill St. Claire
: Jimmy, Jimmy, calm down! Jimmy
: [now livid
] IS IT? I SWEAR TO GOD...!
[Jill takes the phone from Jimmy
: [to Cynthia
] He's a little upset. I've managed to upset a mass murderer. Jimmy
: FIND OUT WHERE HE IS!
: JUST STAY RIGHT THERE!
[Jill takes the phone away
: It's a DISGRACE... Jill St. Claire
: [into phone
] Oz, you stud, you! Frankie Figs
: Gonna be a DEAD stud.
: You what? You told Jimmy? What the hell did you do that for? Oz
: I felt sorry for him! I like him. Well, I liked him? Frankie Figs
: So you don't like him no more? Oz
: Well, it's a little hard to maintain a friendship with a man who wants to kill you. Frankie Figs
: If you sold my ass out to Janni, then told me about it, I'd want to ice your ass, too! Oz
: I know.
[Frankie sucks on his teeth
: You know, I can close that gap for you. Frankie Figs
: Really? Oz
: Yeah, you'd be in and out. Frankie Figs
: You're kidding. This thing right here?
: Oz, I just wanted to be sure it was you. Everybody's inside. By the way,
[grabs his crotch
] Frankie Figs
: Huevos grandes, amigo!
[every time Oz doesn't answer, Frankie hits him in the stomach or kidneys, then hugs him to stop him collapsing
] Frankie Figs
: My brother, believe me, you don't want to dance with me all night.