I'm sorry about the other night, Mike. I've got to frisk you, so turn around. On your knees, facing me.
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5.8s
You're finished. I'm putting you on a plane to Vegas. Tom.
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2.7s
Fabrizio! Get the car.
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-I want you to leave it all to me. -All right.
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He could never have outfought Santino.
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Tom, can you get me off the hook?
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Niggers are having a good time with our policy banks in Harlem. Driving new Cadillacs, paying 50% on a bet. That's because they've started making big money. Papa never talked business at the table. -Shut up, Connie... -Don't you ever tell her to shut up.
