Christopher Moltisanti: That's guy a gangster? I'm a gangster! I'm an O.G. Original Gangster not him. Fuckin' lawn jockey. He's got the fly Hamptons house, Alec Baldwin comes over, Whitney Houston. What do I got? I sit in a fucking pork store for Christ's sake!
Christopher Moltisanti: [to Massive Genius] Hesh is the world's sweetest guy. But I've heard his opinions on giving back pieces of Israel. I can only imagine what he's gonna say about this shit.
Christopher Moltisanti: Hey, whose fuckin' welfare check you gotta cash to get a burger around here?
Christopher Moltisanti: Yo, hairnet central, what am I back here? Mark Fuhrman?
Adriana La Cerva: Chris, would you chill?
Christopher Moltisanti: It's fuckin' discrimination already!
Massive Genius: Bold men make bold statements.
Christopher Moltisanti: Why they send you over? I'm lookin' for a burger not converted rice.
Adriana La Cerva: Oh, Madon'.
Massive Genius: Your woman looks embarrassed.
Orange J: We're havin' a party at G's crib. Englewood Cliffs. You interested?
Christopher Moltisanti: And I get served with black-eyed peas tomorrow? Yo, I know what time it is.
Christopher Moltisanti: "Rent". Fuckin' Broadway musicals. I mean we're supposed to get all fuckin' weepy-eyed cause they turned off the heat in some guy's loft.
Massive Genius: [to Hesh] So you bought horses with your royalties. And Little Jimmy's royalties, whatever became of those?
Silvio Dante: He bought "horse".
Randy Wagner: What does that do to property values having a gangster living next door?
Dr. Bruce Cusamano: Are you kidding? Safest block in the neighb. And being a gangster what does it mean anyway?
Randy Wagner: That's true. Some of the shit I see in the boardroom. I don't know if I'd make a distinction.
Barb Wagner: Oh, will you please. It's not the same thing.
Dr. Bruce Cusamano: Bugging, bribes. I don't know. Sometimes I think the only thing separating the American business from the mobs is fuckin' whackin' somebody.
Jean Cusamano: Listen to you.
Dr. Bruce Cusamano: What?
Jean Cusamano: Whackin'. He hangs around with Tony Soprano for 15 minutes, and it's fuckin' this and fuckin' that.
Barb Wagner: We were over there for that fund-raiser. I didn't see any guns anywhere.
Jean Cusamano: Oh, but that bar with the goombah Murano glass.
Dr. Jennifer Melfi: I like Murano glass.
Herman 'Hesh' Rabkin: [to Massive Genius] You're talking to the wrong white man, my friend. My people were the white man's nigger when yours were still painting their faces and chasing zebras.
Tony Soprano: My wife thinks I need to meet new people.
Dr. Jennifer Melfi: So?
Tony Soprano: C'mon, you're Italian, you understand. Guys like me we're brought up to think that Merigan are fuckin' bores. The truth is the average white man is no more boring than the millionth conversation over who should have won, Marciano or Ali.
Dr. Jennifer Melfi: So am I to understand that you don't consider yourself white?
Tony Soprano: I don't mean white like Caucasian. I mean a white man like our friend Cusamano. Now he's Italian, but he's Merigan. It's what my old man would have called a Wonder Bread wop. He eats his Sunday gravy out of a jar.