- Marjorie Channing: Sugar?
- Giacomo Tomasulo - aka Jack Thomas: Honey?
- Marjorie Channing: [giggles] No. No, I meant do you want sugar in your tea.
- Giacomo Tomasulo - aka Jack Thomas: It is bad news, only it isn't bad news, because maybe it is. You know, that's what I like about lawyers. They always make everything so clear for you.
- Giacomo Tomasulo - aka Jack Thomas: When's it going to be, beautiful?
- Marjorie Channing: When do you want it to be?
- Giacomo Tomasulo - aka Jack Thomas: Now, I don't get this. The old thinking apparatus is working in low.
- Giacomo Tomasulo - aka Jack Thomas: Your hair is yellower than the - what's something good and yellow?
- Marjorie Channing: Now, let's see: a $10 gold piece.
- Giacomo Tomasulo - aka Jack Thomas: Your hair is yellower than a $20 gold piece.
- Giacomo Tomasulo - aka Jack Thomas: This is completely insane. It's nutty! It doesn't make sense. I'm an orphan, only I have a father who's dying. I am all alone in the world, only I have an older brother. My name is Jack Thomas, only it happens to be Gia-gia-gi...
- Papa Mario Giovanni: Giacomo.
- Giacomo Tomasulo - aka Jack Thomas: Giacomo! No, I don't believe all this. Now, stop joking.
- Papa Mario Giovanni: No, Jack, it's not a joke.
- Papa Mario Giovanni: Tomasulo. Your name is Giacomo Tomasulo. You are Italian.
- Giacomo Tomasulo - aka Jack Thomas: Why wasn't I told all this before?
- Frank Tomasulo: What good are you gonna be in this racket?
- Giacomo Tomasulo - aka Jack Thomas: I might - test your liquor. I've had a drink or two in my time.
- Frank Tomasulo: We run a string of booze trucks from Montreal to here. Oh, it's a good racket. Plenty of sugar in it. Only, you gotta take your chances. The old man took his. That's why he's got a slug in his chest.
- Giacomo Tomasulo - aka Jack Thomas: What's that book?
- Marjorie Channing: It's for you. There's a verse in it that I rather like. Shall I read it to you?
- Giacomo Tomasulo - aka Jack Thomas: Please.
- Marjorie Channing: "Whether I live, or whether I die, Whatever the worlds I see, I shall come to you by and by, And you will come to me..."
- Giacomo Tomasulo - aka Jack Thomas: You don't have to tell me what to do.
- Papa Mario Giovanni: Okay. I don't have to tell you what to do, only you do what I tell you.
- Frank Tomasulo: Now, when the cops come - don't crack. Let me make the speeches. That story we're tellin' is full of holes. But, it'll stand up if you keep your mouth shut.
- Mabel: [parading around, eating a banana] Well, you might take a look.
- Mike: At what?
- Mabel: At me!
- Mike: I've seen you.
- Mabel: Oh, but I got somethin' you've never seen before.
- [takes a bite out of the banana]
- Mike: I don't wanna see it.
- Mabel: It's a new dress I bought 'specially for you.
- Mike: I don't wear dresses.
- Frank Tomasulo: Why don't you take your share of the dough and go back among the Swells where you belong?
- Mabel: Hey, Frank, get this. A dame from Florio's mob blows in tonight.
- Frank Tomasulo: What's that?
- Mabel: Yeah. And she's up in Angela's room now. Swingin' into a bowl of soup.
- Frank Tomasulo: What do you know about her?
- Mabel: Enough to know that she ain't on the level. She used to be Dante's girl.
- Florio: Now, remember what I said, there's no rods to be carried to Tomasulo's ball on Friday night. It's supposed to be a peace banquet. The dames will haul the artillery.
- Mabel: Hey, Mike, have you heard from that wife of yours in Philadelphia, P.A.?
- Mike: She's in a burlesque show, doin' a dance.
- Mabel: That don't so good to me. She ain't to be trusted.
- Mike: I don't like it either. But that's the way Fanny is. She'd never listen to me.
- Mabel: Do you know that's grounds for divorce? You just tell the judge you ain't got no control over your Fanny, and you'll get rid of her.
- Frank Tomasulo: Florio is gonna burn up plenty when he sees you and her together. Well, let him boil. That's my way of showin' him who's boss. But if he wants peace, he can have it - my way.
- Giacomo Tomasulo - aka Jack Thomas: You reminded me of someone I knew one time. Her hair was golden like yours.
- Giacomo Tomasulo - aka Jack Thomas: Did anyone ever tell you that you're a lovely-looking child?
- Ruth Corrigan: No. No, not in just that way.
- Giacomo Tomasulo - aka Jack Thomas: Well, you are.
- Frank Tomasulo: Oh, say, remember that, uh, moll I told you about over the phone the other day? A little blonde. Has she been around?
- Florio: A blonde? Say, Florio, we ain't got nothin' but blondes around this dump. How do you expect me to know which one you mean?
- Florio: [to Ruth] You knew him. You knew him pretty well, too, didn't ya? Heard he used to beat you up whenever you needed it.
- Florio: It's about time we put this racket on a business basis. Between us we could run this town.
- Frank Tomasulo: Yeah.
- Florio: Bumpin' each other off. What does it get us?
- Frank Tomasulo: A lotta swell funerals.
- Giacomo Tomasulo - aka Jack Thomas: You're spilling wine on your shirt front.
- Florio: I like it that way.
- Florio: [to Ruth] Pretty flowers ya got on. Suits you fine too. Make you look clean. Didn't think any flower could clean up a moll like you.