Ron Pearse: The federal prosecutors and myself have been told to clear our calendars for the next five months so trial is upon us and the Feds have reached a complete accounting of your worth
[shows him his financial statements]
Johnny 'Sack' Sacramoni: [Looking through his financial statements] The vintage Wurlitzer? They go through my fucking sock drawer?
Ron Pearse: They shot a video the day of your arrest they even tracked down the one hundred eighty thousand in Boca Raton under your father's name they estimate your net worth at five million
Johnny 'Sack' Sacramoni: While Ginny lives on scraps
Ron Pearse: Between your cash and portfolios with Fidelity and Vanguard your 401k and severance from Essany scaffolding condo in Deal Beach at four hundred fifty, Maserati, Ginny's Yukon and your house and its contents valued at one million two hundred thousand
Johnny 'Sack' Sacramoni: Is all this part of your plan? To make me so depressed I'd hang myself?
Ron Pearse: It's my obligation to raise again the idea of cooperating
Johnny 'Sack' Sacramoni: Flip? Let me explain something to you again, but differently, being a rat where I come from, is like asking someone like you to be a fucking Nazi and I don't want to hear that shit again
Ron Pearse: Good because I don't represent turn coats
Johnny 'Sack' Sacramoni: Because it would kill your practice