Heavy Traffic Quotes

Angie Your mother is a goddamn crazy bitch, Michael!

Angie Mother of God-!

Angie Thank God she needs glasses!

Ollie Say hello to Rosalyn, Mike.

Rosalyn Hiya, Mike. I've heard a lot about you.

Ollie She's good, Mike! She's good!

Rosalyn Everyone says you're a virgin, Michael.

Michael Wait a minute! Don't even believe that! You know, everybody talks, they think they know everything. Well, nobody knows nothing. I mean, do I look like a virgin to you?

Michael ] I'm not!

Michael She had it coming.

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Carole Listen, Michael. Uh, first thing in the morning, we will take them big-ass drawings of yours up to one of them big cartoon syndicates. You can sell em, we'll get some bread, get our clothes out of Angie's house and split for San Francisco. And Shorty can't roll that far.

Michael I'm gonna tell you, Carole, I don't wanna sell my cartoons to one of them places. They, uh - they ain't gonna buy that crap anyway. I'm an underground cartoonist. That's - that's where I belong.

Carole So why don't you sell your stuff to your underground friends?

Michael They don't wanna buy any.

Carole Now, why that, Mr. Underground?

Michael Cause, well, uh... I still jack off.

Carole You are cool!

Carole Surprise, Sugar. You're on. What you gonna do about it? I mean, you're on for a few days til I hook it up?

Michael Uh, yeah, sure, of course. Right on.

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Carole What the hell is all this racket about?

Angie What'd your Jewish momma do now, hire a cleaning lady?

Michael Pop, this is my girlfriend.

Angie Get that nigger out of my house!

Michael Moe?

Ollie Hey, man, do I look like a nigger to you? I mean- I mean, like, take a good, clean look.

Michael A good, clean look would be refreshing, Ollie.

Moe Hey, It's Michael Corleone! What's you doin now?

Moe What's you doin now?

Michael Hey, crazy man! How come you're not down in your basement?

Moe Well, I, I came to kill your pigeon, boy.

Michael Ah, that's bullshit, Moe, you're probably peekin down at the ladies.

Moe Yeah! My peekin days long shut down, Michael.

Moe I ain't there no more. I just ain't there.

Michael Ah, you're just a crazy nigger, Moe. Just a goddamn crazy nigger.

Moe We's all niggers, boy! Ha ha! You an me, just goddamn crazy niggers! We's all niggers boy. Most of us don't know it yet.

Michael Hey, listen, you want some of this shit?

Moe Even your pigeon's a nigger! Ha ha ha ha ha! That's why I'm gonna kill him.

Michael Moe, you ain't gonna do shit!

Moe Moe: I just ain't there. Every- Everybody plays like they there, but they ain't there. I ain't there. Your pigeon ain't there! He flies high like he there, but he don't fly less you open that cage. And he got to come back cause he's trained to! He ain't there.

Rosalyn Schecter What do you think of my tits, Michael?

Bongo Sonofabitch... this broad's got a hard-on!

Michael Uh, are you serious about stayin with me? Cause, I mean, it's really okay with me. I mean, if I could... I could sleep on the floor, and you could... I mean...

Carole Listen here, white boy, don't hand me that honky shit. "Stay with you." You ain't got nothin goin for you. Damn, man! First you help me get my ass kicked out of a good gig, then, cause you think I need you for a few goddamn minutes, you try to jive-ass me for a quick lay? Now, listen here, boy! As long as Carole got this here good thing, and this here left, ha ha ha! She don't need ANYTHING else unless she wants it, and child, I don't want it.

Angie Hey, I thought you'd be sleepin'. Hey, Ida, what are you doin up?

Ida Praying for the dead.

Angie Who died?

Ida Someone close.

Angie Anyone I know?

Ida YOU die!

Ida Twenty three years of suffering! So go marry an Italian. Stays out all night with some dumb whore. Catholics don't get divorced! Big deal. I died the day I married a goy! Now it's your turn Angie! Roast in Hell!

Ida I got one left over!

Ida Go meet your Marys and Josephs!

God Hey, Warren! This is the voice of God!

Warren What's up?

Michael What makes you happy? What makes you happy? Where do you go? Where do you go? Where do you hide? Where do you hide? Who do you see? Who do you see? Who do you trust? Who do you trust? Who do you screw? Who do you screw? What kills the pain? What kills the pain? Game up, game win. Bug around, set it straight. Transaction. Play it hard, hurts so bad. Gotta win. Everyone loses. Everything loses. Gotta win big. Sick and tired of losing. Where does it all go? Where does it all go? Where does it lead us? Where does it lead us? Tilt City, Pinball Alley. Blinkin lights shot to Hell, fuck it all!

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