They threw it in with the moody gold. You know gyppos, Sol. They're always throwing dogs in with deals. It better not be dangerous. What do you think you're doing now? I want him to get used to the shop, don't I? Stop the dog! Come back! All right, Boris? -Don't worry about the dog. -I'm not. What can I do for you? I have a job for you. I already have a job.
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From Russia with love, eh? I have stones to sell... ...fat to chew and many men to see about many ducks... ...so if I am not rushing you.... Slow down, Franky, my son. When in Rome.
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I can't believe you found it. Where'd it go?
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Bubbe, I probably know a lot you don't.
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While I'm at the wheel, it's my car...
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A what?
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-Kids, how big is he? -Big, for sure.
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You want to stay down.
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This is a shotgun, Sol. It's a fucking anti-aircraft gun, Vincent. -I want to raise pulses, don't I? -You'll raise hell, never mind pulses.
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He was half his size. I didn't expect him to get hurt.
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You could land a jumbo-fucking-jet in there.
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Look, you hassle me, you see what happens.
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Worry about getting us a gun.
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Of course I am.
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Don't worry about Tyrone. He can move when he has to.
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What? You said he was a getaway driver. What the fuck can he get away from?
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Don't worry about me. Just worry about that dog on my seats.
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Leave him alone. He's a natural. Ain't you, Tyrone?
