Goodfellas (1990)

Joe Pesci: Tommy DeVito

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• Henry Hill : You're a pistol, you're really funny. You're really funny.

  Tommy DeVito : What do you mean I'm funny?

  Henry Hill : It's funny, you know. It's a good story, it's funny, you're a funny guy.

  [laughs] 

  Tommy DeVito : What do you mean, you mean the way I talk? What?

  Henry Hill : It's just, you know. You're just funny, it's... funny, you know the way you tell the story and everything.

  Tommy DeVito : [it becomes quiet]  Funny how? What's funny about it?

  Anthony Stabile : Tommy, you got it all wrong.

  Tommy DeVito : Oh, oh, Anthony. He's a big boy, he knows what he said. What did you say? Funny how?

  Henry Hill : Jus...

  Tommy DeVito : What?

  Henry Hill : Just... you know... you're funny.

  Tommy DeVito : You mean, let me understand this cause, you know maybe it's me, it's a little fucked up maybe, but I'm funny how, I mean funny like I'm a clown, I amuse you? I make you laugh, I'm here to fucking amuse you? What do you mean funny, funny how? How am I funny?

  Henry Hill : Just... you know, how you tell the story, what?

  Tommy DeVito : No, no, I don't know, you said it. How do I know? You said I'm funny. How the fuck am I funny, what the fuck is so funny about me? Tell me, tell me what's funny!

  Henry Hill : [long pause]  Get the fuck out of here, Tommy!

  Tommy DeVito : [everyone laughs]  You motherfucker! I almost had him. I almost had him. You stuttering prick you. Frankie, was he shaking? I wonder about you sometimes, Henry. You may fold under questioning.

• Tommy DeVito : No more shines, Billy.

  Billy Batts : What?

  Tommy DeVito : I said, no more shines. Maybe you didn't hear about it, you've been away a long time. They didn't go up there and tell you. I don't shine shoes anymore.

  Billy Batts : Relax, will you? You flip right out, what's got into you? I'm breaking your balls a little bit, that's all. I'm only kidding with you.

  Tommy DeVito : Sometimes you don't sound like you're kidding. You know, there's a lot of people around.

  Billy Batts : I'm only kidding with you. We're having a party, I just came home and I haven't seen you in a long time and I'm breaking your balls, and you're getting fucking fresh. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you.

  Tommy DeVito : I'm sorry too. It's okay. No problem.

  Billy Batts : Okay, salud.

  Billy Batts : [takes a drink]  Now go home and get your fucking shinebox.

  Tommy DeVito : [Yelling]  MOTHERFUCKING MUTT! YOU, YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!

  Billy Batts : [taunting]  Yeah, yeah, yeah, come on, come on, come on!

  Tommy DeVito : MOTHERFUCKING... HE BOUGHT HIS FUCKING BUTTON! THAT FAKE OLD TOUGH GUY! YOU BOUGHT YOUR FUCKING BUTTON! You mother fuck... Fuck! Keep that motherfucker here. Keep him here. Keep him here. Come on.

  [leaves] 

• Stacks Edwards : What time is it?

  Tommy DeVito : It's 11:30. We were supposed to be there by 9:00.

  Stacks Edwards : Be ready in a minute.

  Tommy DeVito : Yeah, you're always fucking late. You're gonna be late for your own fucking funeral.

  [shoots him] 

• Jimmy Conway : [after Tommy shoots Spider dead]  What's the fucking matter with you? What - what is the fucking matter with you? What are you, stupid or what? Tommy, Tommy, I'm kidding with you. What the fuck are you doing? What are you, a fucking sick maniac?

  Tommy DeVito : How do I know you're kidding? What do you mean you're kidding? You breaking my fucking balls?

  Jimmy Conway : I'm fucking kidding with you! You fucking shoot the guy?

  Henry Hill : He's dead.

  Tommy DeVito : Good shot. What do you want from me? Good shot.

  Anthony Stabile : How could you miss at this distance?

  Tommy DeVito : What? You got a problem with what I did, Anthony?

  Anthony Stabile : No.

  Tommy DeVito : Fucking rat anyway. His family's all rats. Would've grown up to be a rat.

  Jimmy Conway : Stupid bastard. I can't fucking believe you. Now, you're gonna dig the fucking thing up. You're gonna dig the hole. You're gonna do it. I got no fucking lime. You're gonna do it.

  Tommy DeVito : Who the fuck cares? I'll dig the fucking hole. I don't give a fuck. What is it, the first hole I dug? Not the first time I dug a hole. I'll dig the fucking hole. Where are the shovels?

• Tommy's Mother : Why don't you get yourself a nice girl?

  Tommy DeVito : I get a nice one almost every night, Ma.

  Tommy's Mother : Yeah, but get yourself a girl so you could settle down.

  Tommy DeVito : I settle down almost every night but then, in the morning, I'm free.

• Tommy DeVito : We hit the deer and his paw... What do you call it? The paw.

  Jimmy Conway : [Speaking through a mouth full of pasta]  The hoof.

  Tommy DeVito : It got caught in the grill. I got to hack it off.

• Tommy DeVito : [sitting in car with Henry]  The only thing, is she won't go out with me alone, you know?

  Henry Hill : No.

  Tommy DeVito : No, what?

  Henry Hill : No.

  Tommy DeVito : No, what, Henry? Who the fuck asked you anything? I didn't even ask you anything, at least hear what I have to say.

  Henry Hill : Alright, what?

  Tommy DeVito : Okay, what? She don't want to go out with Italians alone. She's prejudiced against Italians. Do you believe that? In this day and age? What the fuck is the world coming to? I can't believe this, prejudiced against Ital - a Jew broad - prejudiced against Italians. Anyway, she won't go out with me alone unless her girlfriend comes with her, so I figured you could come along and go out with her girlfriend.

  Henry Hill : See? I knew it - I knew it. I knew it. I knew it.

  Tommy DeVito : You knew what, Henry? See? What? What the fuck is wrong with that?

  Henry Hill : When is this?

  Tommy DeVito : Tomorrow night.

  Henry Hill : I can't tomorrow night, I gotta meet Tuddy.

  Tommy DeVito : You could meet Tuddy. You could fucking come early and then still go.

  Henry Hill : Tommy, Tommy. Why do you always do this to me?

  Tommy DeVito : Don't give me that fucking "Tommy" shit. What the fuck I asked you for, Henry? I asked you for a favor. I do a lot of fucking favors for you, don't I? I'm trying to bang this fucking broad, you wanna help me out!

  [view switches to outside of car with view of restaurant, smoke billows from restaurant windows] 

  Tommy DeVito : It's like... uh... ah...

  Henry Hill : What?

  Tommy DeVito : I don't understand you! She's fucking beautiful. Her fucking family, they live in the Five Towns there. You know these Jew broads got a lot of money. Maybe the family owns the whole fucking block. and you happen to end up with a big fucking score, motherfucker.

  Henry Hill : [turning to look at the restaurant]  Oh, fuck!

  Tommy DeVito : What?

  Henry Hill : See? You and your fucking mouth!

  [car speeds away] 

• Tommy DeVito : [Tommy mocks Spider]  Oklahoma Kid. That's me. I'm the Oklahoma Kid. You fucking varmint! Dance. Dance. YAHOO, YOU MOTHERFUCKER!

  [shoots Spider in the foot] 

• Tommy DeVito : He said, "No, you're gonna tell me something today, tough guy." I said, "All right, I'll tell you something: go fuck your mother." Bing, pow, poom, ping!

• Tommy DeVito : Hey, Spider, that fucking bandage on your foot is bigger than your fucking head.

• Tommy DeVito : What the fuck you looking at? Come on. Make that coffee to go. Let's go.

  [Frankie mumbles something and goes to the door with the coffee pot in his hand] 

  Tommy DeVito : What the fuck are you doing? It's a joke! A joke! Put the fucking pot down! What, you gonna take the coffee?

• Tommy DeVito : What am I, a mirage?

• Tommy DeVito : You know, Spider, you're a fucking mumbling stuttering little fuck. You know that?

• Tommy DeVito : Just don't go busting my balls, Billy, okay?

  Billy Batts : Hey, Tommy, if I was gonna break your balls, I'd tell you to go home and get your shine box.

  [to his friends] 

  Billy Batts : Now this kid, this kid was great. They, they used to call him Spitshine Tommy.

• Tommy DeVito : [Henry, Jimmy and Tommy are digging up Billy Batts' decomposed corpse. Henry is vomiting from the stench, while the others don't appear to be bothered]  Hey, Henry, Henry, hurry up, will you? My mother's gonna make some fried peppers and sausage for us.

  [Jimmy and Tommy laugh while Henry vomits] 

  Jimmy Conway : Oh, hey, Henry, Henry! Here's an arm!

  Henry Hill : Very funny, guys.

  Jimmy Conway : Here's a leg!

  Tommy DeVito : Here's a wing!

  [laughs] 

  Tommy DeVito : Hey, what do you like, the leg or the wing, Henry? Or you still go for the old hearts and lungs?

  Henry Hill : [Vomiting]  Oh, that's so bad!

• Tommy DeVito : [Infuriated at Spider and speaking to the other card players]  Hey, what's that movie that Bogart made?

  Anthony Stabile : Which one?

  Tommy DeVito : The one where he played a cowboy. He only did one.

  Anthony Stabile : Oh... ah... The Oklahoma Kid.

  Jimmy Conway : Shane?

  Tommy DeVito : Oklahoma Kid!

  Tommy DeVito : [to Jimmy]  Shane...

  [They all laugh] 

• Tommy DeVito : All right, so he got shot in the foot. What is it, a big fucking deal?

• Tommy DeVito : "What do you want to tell me now, tough guy?" I said, "Bing, what are you doing here? I thought I told you to go fuck your mother!"

  [group laughs] 

  Tommy DeVito : I thought he was gonna shit!

• Tommy DeVito : [about Morrie's corpse]  Hey, Frank, let's chop him up.

  Frankie Carbone : All right.

  [starts to get out of the car] 

  Tommy DeVito : Where you going? Where you going, you dizzy motherfucker, you?

  Frankie Carbone : To chop him up.

  Tommy DeVito : At Charlie's, not here!

  [Carbone mumbles to himself in Italian] 

  Tommy DeVito : Come on, what are you doing? Let's get the fuck out of here. I ought to let him

  [motions to Morrie] 

  Tommy DeVito : fucking drive. Come on. What are you waiting for?

  Frankie Carbone : The car's cold. I gotta warm it up.

  Tommy DeVito : Get the fuck out of here! What fucking warm it up? Get out of here!

• Tommy DeVito : What the fuck is it with you? He's hanging around my fucking neck like a vulture. Like impending danger.

• Morrie : [Talking about point shaving]  Oh, it was terrific, yeah. Nunzio, up in... agh!

  [Tommy stabs Morrie's brain stem from behind with an ice pick] 

  Tommy DeVito : Thought he'd never shut the fuck up.

  Jimmy Conway : Ah, pain in the ass.

• Tommy DeVito : What, you got me on a fucking pay-no-mind list, kid?

• Tommy DeVito : I didn't want to get blood on your floor.

• Frankie Carbone : I could never hit that number.

  [unintelligible] 

  Tommy DeVito : Frankie, Frankie, Frankie. What the fuck does 528 have to do with 460? I can't believe this guy. Fucking 528 ain't even close to 460. Now what the fuck does that got to do with anything?

  Frankie Carbone : Eh, I been playing that number for three years.

• Tommy DeVito : [Tommy holds up a gun at the truck driver he's hijacking]  Where's the strong box, you fucking varmint, you?

• Tommy DeVito : Walks into a room and realizes he's been set up to be whacked when no ceremony is present "Oh, no... " shot in the back of the head and dies.

• Tommy DeVito : One dog goes one way, the other dog goes the other way and the Guy says "What do you want from me?"

  Jimmy Conway : Looks like someone we know!