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: Sonny? You hear that? Sonny
: What? Sal
: They keep sayin' *two* homosexuals. I am not a homosexual. I want you to stop them saying that. Stop. Sonny
: That's all they're interested in - it's a freak show to them. I can't control it, Sal - let'em say what they want. Forget it. It don't matter. Sonny
: What is this? The FBI? Jesus, now we're talkin', maybe we can get this thing moving. First off, get the lights back on and the air conditioning. Sheldon
: No more favors. That's all over, Sonny. Sonny
: Aw, Jesus... you been doin' us favors all night! Sheldon
: I've got a jet. I'll have airport limousine here in a half hour. I want the hostages. Sonny
: Bullshit! Sheldon
: I'd like to work with you on this, not against you. Sonny
: Well, Jesus, these hostages are keeping me alive. Sheldon
: Okay... when do I get them? Sonny
: At the airport. We get on the plane, check it out, and if it's all okay we'll send them out. Except one. Sheldon
: I want them all. Sonny
: I want to talk to Leon. Sheldon
: I want to come in, and see if everybody's okay. Sonny
: You got guts. You think if Sal and me have cut their throats we're gonna let you out? Sheldon
: I have to see.
[Sal is pointing the gun at Sheldon
: Tell the TV to stop saying there's 2 homosexuals in here. Sheldon
: I will, Sal.
: You handled yourself real well, Sonny. A lot of men would've choked, and we might have had a death or a multiple death on our hands. But you handled it. I respect that. Now don't you try to take Sal. We'll handle him. Just sit tight and you won't get hurt.
[Sheldon turns to walk away
: Wait a minute... What are you talking about? Sheldon
: You just sit quiet. We'll handle Sal.
: Do you think I'd sell him out? You fuck!
: You'd like to kill me? Bet you would. Sheldon
: I wouldn't like to kill you. I will if I have to. Sonny
: It's your job, right? The guy who kills me... I hope he does it because he hates my guts, not because it's his job.
: You! Manager! Fucker! Don't get any ideas, you hear? Sheldon
: Believe me, I'm on your side on this one! Sonny
: Yeah, my side, shit! Sylvia
: Look, there are young ladies, here. You could watch your language, you know! Sonny
: I speak what I feel. "Watch my language". Empty the drawer out!