Santos Morales

Tony: Fuck!

Manny: ¿Qué pasó, man? (What happened?) ¿Qué pasa, man? (What's happening?)

Tony: Your big shot friend better come up with something soon, I didn't come to the U.S. to break my fucking back!

Manny: He's coming! What do you want from me?!

Tony: Fucking thing!

Manny: I told you.

Diner boss: ¡¿Qué le pasa?! (what's going on?) What's wrong with you?!

Diner patron: [''Holds his plate of untouched sandwiches to Manny''; [w:ham|ham] Jamón, jamón, ponle jamón! (There isn't enough ]. I want more ham.)

Manny: Que más carne ni más carne así viene el sándwich mang! (What more meat there is never more meat (What meat you got is all you get) This is how the sandwich comes, my clueless friend! (That is just how your portion sizes that you are served already just are and will be))

Manny: [''Observes across the street to upscale social club Little Havana with guests mingling at door''; [w:breast|titties] Look at that one. That one in the pink. She's beautiful. Look at those ].

Tony: Look at that punk with her. What's he got that I don't have?!

Manny: [[w:Cocaine|coke money] Well, he's very handsome, for one thing, you know? I mean, look at the way he dresses. Come on. That's style. Flash, pizzazz. And a little ] doesn't hurt nobody.

Tony: [''Brings up hands and looks at them''] Look at this. Fucking onions. I ought to be picking gold from the street.

Diner boss: There's two guys looking for you out there. Un grande y un pequeño. (A big one and a small one)

Manny: That's him, man. That's El Mono. (The Monkey) I told you.

Diner boss: Don't stay too fucking long. We've got a lot of work to do, so...

Manny: !Qué se cuenta, señores! ¡Qué se cuenta! (What's the story, gentlemen! What is told!) Waldo, this is my friend, Tony Montana, I've been telling you about. Tony, that's Omar Suarez and that's Waldo Rojas over there.

Omar: I got something for you.

Manny: Yeah? What do we gotta do?

Omar: [[w:Cannabis|Marijuana] Gotta unload a boat. ]. twenty-five tons. You get $500 each.

Manny: $500? That's great.

Tony: You gotta be kidding. $500? Who do you think we are, baggage handlers?! The going rate on a boat is $1,000 a night. You know that.

Omar: First you gotta work your way up to $500 idiot.

Tony: [[w:Dominoes|Dominoes] After what I did for you in Freedomtown?! What was that?! That Rebenga hit was a game of ]?!

Omar: That was something else.

Manny: Shut up! Take it easy!

Omar: What's with this dishwasher, chico〈ịṇsịgṇịḟịċạṇt boy〉?! Don't he know we could've got another space cadet to hit Rebenga cheaper?! Fifty bucks!

Tony: [''Omar reaches for his gun and Waldo thwarts him and Manny manhandles Tony back''] Then why didn't you? Don't call me no fucking dishwasher, or I'll kick your monkey ass. Who the fuck are you?

Manny: You can't do that, man!

Waldo: [[w:Colombians|The Colombians] ]!

Omar: Ah si, okay, all right, big man! D'you want to make some big bucks? Let's see how tough you are. D'you know something about cocaine?

Tony: You kidding me or what?

Omar: ¡Digame! (Tell me!) There's a bunch of Colombians coming in Friday. New guys. They say they got two keys for us for openers. Pure coke. Hotel in Miami Beach. I want you to go over there. If it's what they say it is, you pay em and bring it back. Do that, you get five grands.

Manny: [''To Tony''] Go, pay them, bring it back, yeah?

Omar: [[w:machine gun|a machine gun] You know how to handle ]?

Manny: [[w:Cuban Revolutionary Armed Forces|the Army] Yeah, man. We were in ]. Cool.

Omar: You gonna need a couple other guys.

Manny: That's no problem.

Omar: [''Throws white stick at Tony and Waldo accelerates the vehicle backwards''] Be at Hector's Bodega at noon Friday. You get the buy money then. If anything happens to that buy money, ¡ay, pobrecito! (Oh, poor thing) my boss will stick your heads up your asses faster than a rabbit gets fucked!

Tony: [''Sarcastically''] I'm scared.

Manny: Hey, you're pushing your luck.

Tony: Don't worry.

Manny: That was dumb, ese. (my good friend)

Tony: Manny, you worry too much. You'll have a heart attack. You act like that guy's doing you a favor or something.

Manny: What's this with the Colombians?

Tony: What does it matter?

Manny: He says "Colombians," and you make these eyes...

Tony: I don't like fucking Colombians! Okay?

Diner boss: What you guys doing? There's a lot of dishes to be washed.

Tony: [''He throws his apron at the boss's head''] Wash em yourself. ¡Coño! (Damn you!) I retire!

Diner boss: What the fuck you gonna do now? Don't come back here!

Tony: I gotta look after my investment!

Diner boss: Fuck you guys!

Manny: Close the shop!