Dionna: Baby? Don't you dare "baby" me! I'm gonna wait here! I'm gonna wait here until somebody comes along. You know what? I'm gonna wait here until some soul brother comes along in his big black Cadillac. And you know and I know that he's got a big black dick too.
Vinny: Don't talk like that, just get inside the car.
Vinny: Please, please, don't make me have to beg you. Get in the car. Come on- don't make me have to hurt you.
Dionna: Hurt me? Don't you even fuckin' lay a pinkie on me! I'll get him to kick your ass and then I'll fuck 'em! You wanna watch Vinny? Will that turn you on Vinny? You linguine dick mother fucker. You wanna watch while I suck a big black dick in the back of a big black cadillac?
Vinny: You fuckin' make me sick, you fuckin' slut.
[He spits in her face, she smacks him hard]
Dionna: *I* AM A SLUT? You're calling *ME* a slut? You lowlife piece of fuckin' shit, *YOU FUCKED MY COUSIN*! You didn't think I knew about that! I smelled her pussy juice all over your fuckin' FACE! You fuckin' sick bastard, HOW DARE YOU! And all this time I'm thinking there's something wrong with ME! You perverted sick fuck!
Vinny: I fuckin' thought I was gonna stop cheatin' when I got married, you know. I thought so! And now I'm just fuckin' cheatin' a lot more than I ever did. But I thought- you know, I thought the man up there understood. I thought he under- would fuckin' understand...
Dionna: I know he loves me, but, eh, I think I disappoint him.
Ruby: So, what do you want me to do? Do you want me to tell you how to fuck your husband? Okay. I'll tell you. First thing is you can't be his wife. That's number one.
Son of Sam: [murmurs something inaudible] I will kill. I will... I'll do anything you say. I'll do anything you say! Yes, master! I will kill! I WILL KILL!
Vinny: I'm just tryin' to be a better husband right now. I just don't feel I can do it. All right?
Gloria: You know, you're like a frickin' yo-yo, back-n-forth, forth-n-back, let's do this, let's not do this. You know what, Vinny? Let's just not do it! Okay? That's it! You think you're the only one that's got feelings? I got a husband at home!
[last lines]
Jimmy Breslin: Of all the things, a parking ticket did Son of Sam in. On July 31st, 1977, he shot his last two victims. An eyewitness noticed a parking ticket under his windshield as he sped away. Of the four tickets issued in that area, one bore the name of David Berkowitz, a resident of Yonkers, New York. At first, Berkowitz claimed insanity, saying a 2,000-year-old dog named Harvey told him to do it. Eventually, he pled guilty. That sick fuck is serving a sentence of six consecutive terms of 25 years to life. Of course, the New York Yankees won the World Series against the L.A. Dodgers, led by Reggie Jackson's dramatic three consecutive home runs in the sixth and deciding game. Elvis Presley died. 3,700 were arrested during the blackout, with damage going into the hundreds of millions. To no one's surprise, most of the destruction took place in Brooklyn, Harlem, and the South Bronx. '77 was also one of the hottest summers in memory in New York City. New York: the city that I love and hate equally. There are 8 million stories in the naked city, and this was one of them.
Jimmy Breslin: Hello ladies and gentlemen; boys and girls. My name is Jimmy Breslin. I'm a writer. I write about New York, the city of my birth where I've lived and worked all my life; the city that I love and hate both equally. Today, things are much different. Business is booming up, up, and up. Crime is down, down, down. Homicides are the lowest it's been since 1961. Well, it wasn't always like this. This film is about a different time; a different place; the good old days; the hot, blistering summer of 1977. There are 8 million stories in the naked city, and this was one of them.
[Dionna drives off without Vinny]
Dionna: You FAGGOT FUCKING HAIRDRESSER, I hope he KILLS YOU! I hope you DIE here!
Vinny: Dionna, COME BACK HERE! Don't fucking leave me here!
Dionna: I hope he fucking kills you, you fucking faggot PANSY!
Dionna: [gives him the finger] *FUCK YOU*! Stick it up your fucking ASS!
Vinny: Dionna! Don't fucking leave me here! DIONNA!
Eddie: [Joey T and his gang are beating up Ritchie, Eddie fires his Luger into the air] You get the fuck away from him! GET OFF HIM! What the fuck is going on here? What the FUCK is going on, JESUS CHRIST!
Joey T: We caught the Son of Sam and we're taking him to Luigi! Don't FUCK with us!
Eddie: Son of Sam? He ain't the fucking Son of Sam! They caught the real killer. It's all over the news. They caught him in YONKERS, you stupid fucking idiot!
Joey T: You're fucking lying! Don't fucking LIE TO US!
Eddie: [Eddie points his Luger at Joey T's face] Oh, yeah! Tell me my fucking LUGER's full of shit! Fuck with THIS, hero! *COME ON*!
Dionna: Oh, come on, fuhgeddaboudit, that's all my father needs to see. Then we'll all get beatings.
Anthony: What the hell happened to you? Look at this freak!
Joey T: Nice outfit. Where'd you get it? Off the dead?
Anthony: I thought vampires only came out at night?
Ritchie: Yeah, except on leap year. What's happening guys?
Joey T: Don't give us that "What's happening guys" bullsh*t. You come back to the neighborhood lookin' like a f*ckin' freak - soundin' like a British fag and we're supposed to be okay with that?
Ritchie: You're f*ckin' right. How's your wife and kid JT?
Joey T: I got divorced - I moved back in with my mother.
Ron: What about our weekend in the Catskills? I've already paid for the room!
Ruby: Well, then you can go there and you can jerk off. Cause that's what you are - a real f*ckin' jerk off!
Ruby: Hey, I like the new look. What are you - punk?
Ritchie: Yeah, you should come and see me sometime. Maybe check out the band.
Vinny: Now, don't tell nobody. It's between you and me. Its bad enough that I ball her, right, but, then some sick side of me had to drive her right past the spot where we was stickin' it up her cousin's ass, you know. Oh sh*t, and that's where I saw the dead bodies, right there. You know what, God spared me. He spared me, man. Cause its a f*ckin' omen. I'm serious! He f*ckin' let me go. You know, what the f*ck could this mean? It means somethin'. What do you think it means?
Ritchie: I don't know, what do you think it means?
Vinny: I think God's tellin' me I'm gonna burn in hell if I don't stop cheatin'.
Vinny: God is tellin' me you shouldn't be doin' these things with your wife. That's what he's tellin' me.
Vinny: No butt f*cking, sixty-nine, doggy style. That's the message God it saying: You gotta cut that sh*t out. You gotta cut it out; otherwise, I'm not gonna spare you the next time. That's what God is telling me.
Detective Lou Petrocelli: There's a homicidal maniac wandering around the neighborhood. You don't want to do anything about it?
Luigi: You have been busting my balls ever since you got promoted. Now, why is that? Wasn't I good to you when you were a kid? Didn't I take you to Yankee Stadium? Didn't you met Mickey Mantle? He signed a baseball to Louie from Mickey Mantle.
Vinny: [crying] And I've made some bad calls, and I'm a bad fuckin' husband. And I admit it. And I know you can't get away with shit in life anymore. You know, God sees everything, plain and simple... and I just want you to give me another chance.
Luigi: I'm asking you, this guy, how many people did he kill? Three? Four? Five? And with no disrespect, Detective, in Harlem last night, your people, the coloreds, how many of each other did they kill? Seven? Eight?
Ruby: You know, I copped that Who's Next album. I was thinkin' about you.
Ritchie: Its great, right. F*ckin', those guys are like the godfathers of punk. You know that? You know that song, Baba O'Riley? Its my favorite song. You know who wrote that?
Ruby: Engelbert Humperdick? What? You don't think I know? Come on, I know. Pete Townsend.
Brian: Hey-hey-hey, Bobby the Fairy! How's it hangin'? Huh?
Bobby Del Fiore: That's Mrs. Del Fiore to you, sweetheart. And don't wear it out.
Joey T: Listen, we got four names on the list. Read that list.
Brian: All right. All right, right at the top we got Ritchie the Freak, Billy the Jew, Jimmy Delfini, and that one guy that drives the bus to City Island.
Anthony: Even if he is the f*ckin' killer, we need him for October!