We Beat Them Before Well Beat Them Again

Goodfellas is a 1990 moving-picture show almost the rising and fall of three gangsters, spanning 3 decades.

Directed by Martin Scorsese. Written past Nicholas Pileggi and Martin Scorsese, based on Pileggi's book, Wiseguy: Life in a Mafia Family.

Three Decades of Life in the Mafia.taglines

Henry Colina [edit]

• As far back equally I can remember, I always wanted to be a gangster. To me, being a gangster was better than being President of the Us. Even before I first wandered into the cabstand for an subsequently-schoolhouse job, I knew I wanted to be a role of them. It was there that I knew that I belonged. To me, it meant beingness somebody in a neighborhood that was full of nobodies. They weren't similar anybody else. I hateful, they did whatever they wanted. They double-parked in front of a hydrant and nobody ever gave them a ticket. In the summer when they played cards all nighttime, nobody ever called the cops.
• Paulie might've moved slow, but it was simply because Paulie didn't have to movement for anybody.
• He knew what went on at that cab stand, and every one time in a while I'd accept to have a beating. But past so I didn't intendance. The way I saw it everybody takes a beating erstwhile.
• Hundreds of guys depended on Paulie and he got a piece of everything they fabricated. And it was tribute, just like in the old country, except they were doing it hither in America. And all they got from Paulie was protection from other guys looking to rip them off. And that's what it'south all about. That's what the FBI could never empathize. That what Paulie and the organization does is offer protection for people who tin can't go to the cops. That's it. That's all. They're like the police department for wiseguys.
• One day some of the kids from the neighborhood carried my mother's groceries all the way home. You know why? Information technology was outta respect.
• For us to live whatever other way was nuts. Uh, to united states of america, those goody-good people who worked shitty jobs for bum paychecks and took the subway to piece of work every 24-hour interval and worried about their bills were dead. I hateful they were suckers. They had no assurance. If we wanted something, we just took it. If anyone complained twice they got hitting then bad, believe me, they never complained again.
• Now the guy's got Paulie equally a partner. Any issues, he goes to Paulie. Trouble with the bill? He tin go to Paulie. Trouble with the cops, deliveries, Tommy, he tin can call Paulie. But now the guy'due south gotta come up with Paulie'south money every week, no matter what. Business bad? "Fuck you, pay me." Oh, you had a fire? "Fuck yous, pay me." Place got hitting by lightning, huh? "Fuck y'all, pay me." As well, Paulie could exercise anything. Specially sew bills on the joint's credit. And why not? Nobody's gonna pay for it anyway. And as soon as the deliveries are made in the front door, you movement the stuff out the back and sell it at a discount. You take a two hundred dollar case of alcohol and you sell information technology for a hundred. It doesn't matter. It'southward all profit. And so finally, when in that location'due south null left, when y'all can't borrow another buck from the depository financial institution or buy another example of alcohol, you bosom the articulation out. Yous light a friction match.
• For almost of the guys, killings got to be accepted. Murder was the only fashion that everybody stayed in line. You got out of line, yous got whacked. Everybody knew the rules. But sometimes, even if people didn't get out of line, they got whacked. I mean, hits only became a habit for some of the guys. Guys would get into arguments over nil and before you knew it, one of them was dead. And they were shooting each other all the time. Shooting people was a normal thing. It was no big deal. Nosotros had a serious trouble with Billy Batts. This was really a touchy thing. Tommy'd killed a made guy. Batts was part of the Gambino crew and was considered untouchable. Earlier you could touch a made guy, you lot had to have a proficient reason. You had to have a sitdown, and you better get an okay, or you'd exist the one who got whacked.
• Saturday dark was for wives, merely Friday night at the Copa was always for the girlfriends.
• See, yous know when you think of prison, you lot go pictures in your mind of all those old movies with rows and rows of guys behind bars...But it wasn't like that for wiseguys. It really wasn't that bad. Excepting that I missed Jimmy. He was doing his time in Atlanta...I mean, everybody else in the joint was doing existent time, all mixed together, living like pigs. But we lived alone. And nosotros endemic the joint.
• [later the Lufthansa heist] Information technology made him ill to have to turn coin over to the guys who stole it. He'd rather whack 'em. Anyway, what did I care? I wasn't asking for anything and likewise, Jimmy was making nice money with me through my Pittsburgh connections. [showing a montage of dead gangsters] But still, months after the robbery they were finding bodies all over. [police surroundings a truck, open it to encounter a dead man hanging on a hook like a meat husk] When they institute Carbone in the meat truck, he was frozen and so strong it took them two days to thaw him out for the autopsy.
• You know, nosotros ever called each other goodfellas. Like you lot said to, uh, somebody, "You're gonna like this guy. He'south all correct. He's a good fella. He's one of us." You understand? Nosotros were goodfellas. Wiseguys. But Jimmy and I could never be made because nosotros had Irish claret. Information technology didn't fifty-fifty matter that my mother was Sicilian. To get a fellow member of a coiffure you've got to be ane hundred per cent Italian so they tin trace all your relatives dorsum to the one-time country. See, it'southward the highest honor they tin can requite y'all. It ways you belong to a family and crew. It ways that nobody can fuck around with yous. It as well means you could fuck effectually with everyone just as long equally they aren't also a member. Information technology'due south like a license to steal. It's a license to do anything. As far as Jimmy was concerned with Tommy being made, information technology was similar we were all being made. Nosotros would at present have one of our own as a fellow member.
• [about Tommy's murder] Information technology was revenge for Billy Batts, and a lot of other things. And there was nothing that we could practice about it. Batts was a made human and Tommy wasn't. And we had to sit still and accept it. It was amongst the Italians. It was real greaseball shit. They even shot Tommy in the face and so his mother couldn't give him an open up coffin at the funeral.
• For a 2d, I thought I was dead, simply when I heard all the dissonance I knew they were cops. Only cops talk that way. If they had been wiseguys, I wouldn't have heard a affair. I would've been dead.
• If y'all're part of a crew, nobody e'er tells you that they're going to impale y'all. It doesn't happen that way. There weren't any arguments or curses like in the movies. So your murderers come with smiles. They come up as your friends, the people who accept cared for yous all of your life, and they always seem to come at a fourth dimension when you're at your weakest and most in need of their help.
• Information technology was easy for all of us to disappear. My house and cars were either registered in the proper noun of my married woman or my mother in law. My commuter's license and social security number were phony. I never voted; never paid taxes. My nascency certificate, arrest sheet, and my service tape from the Army were all that existed to prove to the government I was always live.
• See, the hardest thing for me was leaving the life. I still love the life. And nosotros were treated like movie stars with musculus. Nosotros had information technology all, only for the request. Our wives, mothers, kids, everybody rode along. I had paper bags filled with jewelry stashed in the kitchen. I had a saccharide basin full of coke next to the bed. Anything I wanted was a telephone call away. Free cars. The keys to a dozen hideout flats all over the city. I'd bet twenty, thirty grand over a weekend and then I'd either accident the winnings in a week or go to the sharks to pay back the bookies. Didn't affair. It didn't hateful anything. When I was broke I would go out and rob some more. We ran everything. We paid off cops. We paid off lawyers. We paid off judges. Everybody had their hands out. Everything was for the taking. And now it's all over. And that'southward the hardest part. Today, everything is different. There'south no action. I have to wait around similar everyone else. Can't even get decent nutrient. Right after I got hither, I ordered some spaghetti with marinara sauce and I got egg noodles and ketchup. I'm an boilerplate nobody. I get to alive the residuum of my life like a schnook.

Karen Hill [edit]

• One nighttime, Bobby Vinton sent us champagne. There was nothing like information technology. I didn't call back at that place was anything strange in any of this. Yous know, a 20-i-twelvemonth-sometime kid with such connections. He was an exciting guy. He was really nice. He introduced me to everybody. Everybody wanted to exist nice to him. And he knew how to handle it.
• I know there are women, like my all-time friends, who would have gotten out of there the infinitesimal their boyfriend gave them a gun to hide. Simply I didn't. I gotta admit the truth. It turned me on.
• Well, nosotros weren't married to 9-to-five guys, merely the get-go fourth dimension I realized how different was when Mickey had a hostess party. They had bad peel and wore too much brand-up. I mean, they didn't expect very good. They looked crush-up. And the stuff they wore was thrown together and cheap. A lot of pant suits and double knits. And they talked virtually how rotten their kids were and almost beating them with broom handles and leather belts. But that the kids withal didn't pay whatsoever attending...After a while, it got to be all normal. None of information technology seemed like crimes. It was more than like Henry was enterprising and that he and the guys were making a few bucks hustling, while the other guys were sitting on their asses waiting for paw-outs. Our husbands weren't brain surgeons. They were bluish-collar guys. The only way they could make extra money, existent actress money, was to go out and cut a few corners...We were all so very close. I mean, in that location were never any outsiders around. Absolutely never. And beingness together all the time made everything seem all the more normal.
• We always did everything together and we always were in the same crowd. Anniversaries, christenings. We only went to each other's houses. The women played cards, and when the kids were born, Mickey and Jimmy were always the outset at the hospital. And when nosotros went to the Islands or Vegas to vacation, we always went together. No outsiders, ever. It got to be normal. It got to where I was even proud that I had the kind of husband who was willing to leave and risk his neck just to get us the niggling extras.
• Only all the same I couldn't hurt him. How could I hurt him? I couldn't even bring myself to leave him. The truth was that no matter how bad I felt I was still very attracted to him. Why should I requite him to someone else? Why should she win?

Dialogue [edit]

Jimmy: [To young Henry, subsequently he gets cleared in court] Congratulations, hither's your graduation nowadays [Puts money in Henry'south pocket]

Henry: For what? I got pinched.

Jimmy: Hey, everybody gets pinched, merely you did information technology correct. You told 'em naught and they got nada.

Henry: I thought yous'd be mad.

Jimmy: I'm not mad, I'g proud of ya. You took your outset pinch like a man, and you learned the ii virtually important things in life. You listenin'? Never rat on your friends, and E'er keep your mouth shut. [Gives Henry an affectionate lite slap on the cheek and leads him out of the courtroom. Outside, Paulie and many of the other gangsters are waiting for him.]

Paulie: Hey, you broke yer cherry! [The other gangsters cheer and congratulate Henry]

---

Henry: Yous're a pistol! You're really funny. You lot're actually funny!

Tommy: What practise you hateful I'k funny?

Henry: It's funny, you know. Information technology's a good story, information technology's funny, you lot're a funny guy!

Tommy: [dangerously] What practice y'all hateful? Yous mean the way I talk? What?

[Everyone becomes serenity]

Henry: Information technology'south just, you know, y'all're just funny. It'due south funny, the way you tell the story and everything.

Tommy: Funny how? I mean, what's funny virtually it?

Anthony: Tommy, no, y'all got information technology all wrong —

Tommy: Oh, oh, Anthony. He's a large boy, he knows what he said. [to Henry] What did ya say? Funny how?

Anthony: You're correct.

Henry: But —

Tommy: What?

Henry: Just, ya know, yous're funny.

Tommy: You lot mean, allow me understand this, 'cause, ya know maybe it's me, I'm a little fucked upwards maybe, but I'm funny how? I mean funny like I'm a clown? I charm you? I make yous laugh, I'1000 here to fuckin' charm you? What do you mean funny? Funny how? How am I funny?

Henry: Just... you lot know, how you lot tell the story — what?

Tommy: No, no, I don't know. Yous said it! How do I know? You said I'one thousand funny. How the fuck am I funny? What the fuck is so funny about me?! Tell me, tell me what'south funny!

[Long pause]

Henry: Go the fuck out of hither, Tommy!

[Everyone laughs]

Tommy: Ya motherfucker! I well-nigh had him, I almost had him! You stuttering prick, yous! Frankie, was he shaking? I wonder almost you sometimes, Henry. You may fold under questioning!

---

Karen: [narrating] Later awhile, it got to be all normal. None of it seemed like criminal offense. It was more like Henry was enterprising, and that he and the guys were making a few bucks hustling, while all the other guys were sitting on their asses, waiting for handouts. Our husbands weren't brain surgeons, they were blue-collar guys. The merely way they could brand extra money, real extra money, was to go out and cutting a few corners.

[Cuts to Henry and Tommy hijacking a truck]

Tommy: Where'south the strongbox, you fuckin' varmint?!

Karen: [narrating] Nosotros were all so very close. I hateful, there were never any outsiders around. Absolutely never. And existence together all the time made everything seem all the more normal.

---

Karen: [narrating, at a makeup political party with other wives] Information technology was rough seeing the wives of other gangsters. They did non take care of themselves; they looked beat out upwards and their faces were caked with makeup. Nearly of the time was spent talking well-nigh how rotten their kids were; how they decked them or whipped them with electric wiring and the kids nonetheless wouldn't pay attention. [later in her bedroom] I don't think I can do it, Henry.

Henry: Do what?

Karen: This whole thing. Jeannie said her married man was sent to jail. God prevent, what if that happened to you?

Henry: Bet she didn't tell you why her husband went in that location?

Karen: How come?

Henry: To become abroad from Jeannie! Karen, when information technology comes to the Mafia no i goes to jail unless they want to. We vanquish the system and I got it all figured out. I am organized; I got my shit together. You lot know who goes to jail? Nigger stickup men. Know why they get caught? Because they autumn asleep in the getaway car.

---

Tommy: Just don't go bustin' my assurance, Billy, okay?

Baton: Hey, Tommy, if I was gonna intermission your balls, I'd tell you to become home and get your shine box. [To his friends] At present this child, this kid was groovy. They, they used to call him Spitshine Tommy. I swear to God! Now he'd make your shoes look like fuckin' mirrors. 'Scuse my language. He was terrific, he was the best. He made a lot of money, too. Salud, Tommy!

Tommy: No more shines, Baton.

Billy: What?

Tommy: I said no more than shines. Perhaps you didn't hear virtually information technology, y'all've been away a long time; they didn't go up there and tell you. I don't shine shoes anymore.

Baton: Relax, will ya? You flipped right out, what'southward got into you? I'1000 breakin' your assurance a little chip, that's all. I'm but kiddin' with ya.

Tommy: Sometimes you don't sound like you're kidding, you know? At that place'southward a lotta people around...

Billy: Tommy, I'm merely kiddin' with you. We're having a party and I merely came home, and I haven't seen you in a long time, and I'm breakin' your assurance, and right abroad you lot're getting fuckin' fresh. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you.

Tommy: I'1000 pitiful too. It's okay. No problem.

Billy: Okay, salud. [moment of silence as he takes a drink] At present go home and go ya fuckin' shinebox!

Tommy: [smashes his glass in anger] Motherfuckin' mutt! You, you fuckin' piece of shit...! [Henry and Jimmy restrain him]

Baton: [taunting] Yep, yeah, yes, come on, come up on! Come on! Let him become!

Tommy: Henry, he bought his fucking button! That fake old tough guy! You bought your fucking button! Go along that motherfucker here, keep him hither! [leaves]

---

Tommy: Spider, that cast on your pes is bigger than your fucking head. Next thing you know he'll have 1 of these fucking walkers. But you lot can still dance. Give us a couple of fucking steps, Spider. Yous fucking bullshitter, you lot. Tell the truth. Y'all want sympathy, is that right, sweetie?

Spider: Why don't you go fuck yourself, Tommy?

[Anybody, but Tommy, laughs]

Jimmy: I didn't hear right. I can't believe what I heard. [giving Spider cash] This is for you. I got respect for this child, he'south got a lot of fucking balls. Good for you! Don't take no shit off nobody! A guy shoots him in the pes, he tells him to go fuck himself. Tommy, you gonna let this fucking punk get abroad with that? What's this globe coming to?

Tommy: [standing and shooting Spider] That's what the fucking globe's coming to, how do ya similar that? How's that?

Henry: What is wrong with you?!

Jimmy: What is the fucking matter with you?! What, are you stupid or what?! I was kidding with you. Are you a sick maniac?

Tommy: How do I know y'all're kidding? You breaking my fucking balls?!

Jimmy: I'grand fucking kidding with yous, you fucking shoot the guy?!

Henry: [inspecting Spider on the floor] He'southward dead.

Tommy: [afterwards a brief silence] I'chiliad a good shot, what do you want from me?

Anthony: How could you miss at this distance?

Tommy: You lot got a problem with what I did, Anthony? Fucking rat, anyway. His family's all rats, he'd take grown upwards to be a rat.

Jimmy: Stupid bastard, I can't fucking believe you. Now, you're gonna dig the fucking thing now. Yous're gonna dig the hole. I got no fucking lime, you lot're gonna do information technology.

Tommy: Fine! I'll dig the fucking pigsty, I don't give a fuck. What is it, the first hole I ever dug? I'll fucking dig the hole. Where are the shovels?

---

Paulie: [about Henry'due south adulterous] Karen came to the house. She's very upset. This is no practiced; yous gotta straighten this out. We gotta take calm.

Jimmy: We don't know what she'll do.

Paulie: She's hysterical. Very excited. She'south wild. And you got to take information technology easy. You got children. I'm not saying get back to her this infinitesimal, just you got to go dorsum. You lot got to go on up appearances.

Jimmy: I got the two of them come to my house every day commiserating, the two of them. I just tin can't have information technology. I can't do it, Henry. I can't do information technology. Nobody says you tin't do what you desire. We all know that. This is what information technology is. We know what it is. Y'all have to practise what's correct. Yous have to go abode to the family. Y'all got to go home, okay? Look at me. You got to go home. Smarten up.

Paulie: I'll talk to Karen. I'll straighten this out. I know just what to say to her. I'll say you lot'll become back to her and it'll be like when you showtime got married. I'll romance her. Information technology'll be beautiful. I know how to talk to her, especially to her. In the meantime, Jimmy and Tommy were going to Tampa this weekend. Instead yous go with Jimmy.

Jimmy: Yous come with me.

Paulie: Have a skilful fourth dimension. Sit in the dominicus. Accept a few days off.

Jimmy: We'll have a good fourth dimension.

Paulie: After that, you'll get back to Karen. There'southward no other manner. No divorce. We're not animoli.

Jimmy: No divorce. She'll never divorce him. She'll impale him, but non divorce him. [they laugh]

---

Karen and her children are visiting Henry in jail

Guard: Mrs. Colina, this way. Sign this book, please.

Karen signs ledger merely something catches her eye

Proper name of Inmate: Henry Colina

Name of Visitor: Janice Rossi

Company's center

Karen: I saw her, Henry.

Henry: What are y'all talking about?

Karen: I saw her name in the register.

Henry: Jesus Christ.

Karen: You want her to visit y'all? Let her stay upwardly all dark, crying and writing messages to the parole board.

Henry: What am I doing here? Where am I? I'1000 in jail. I tin't stop people from coming to see me.

Karen: Proficient. Let her sneak this stuff every week. [Karen dangles a bag of illegal drugs in front him] Permit her fight these bastards every week!

Henry: Look what you lot're doing! Stop it!

Karen: I'grand sorry. Let her sneak this shit in for you.

Henry: Volition you stop it, Karen? Will you finish it?

Karen: Let her practise it! Let her do it!

Henry: STOP IT!!!

[Kids react to acrimony; Karen starts to sob]

Karen: Nobody is helping me. I am all alone. Belle and Morrie are broke. I asked your friend Remo for the money that he owes you, and you know what he told me? He told me to take my kids down to the police station and get on welfare.

Henry: Karen, It's going to be okay.

Karen: Yeah? Fifty-fifty Paulie, since he got out, I've never seen him. I never run across everyone anymore.

Henry: It's but you and me. That'southward what happens when you lot go away. I told you lot that we're on our own. Forget everybody else. Forget Paulie. Every bit long as he'southward on parole, he doesn't desire everyone doing anything.

Karen: I can't do it.

Henry: Yeah, y'all can. Karen, Listen to me. All I demand is for you to bring me this stuff. I got a guy in hither from Pittsburgh who'll help me motility information technology. Believe me, in a month nosotros're gonna be fine. We won't need anybody.

Karen: I'm agape. I'm afraid if Paulie finds out...

Henry: Or I only say, Don't worry near him. He is non helping united states out. Is he putting any nutrient on the table? Nosotros've gotta assist each other. Nosotros've just gotta-- Listen, We've gotta exist really careful while we practice it.

Karen: I don't desire to hear a give-and-take most her anymore, Henry.

Henry: Never.

---

Henry has just been released from prison

Henry's Children: Daddy! Are you out for skillful? Are y'all coming to my recital? Here is a movie I drew!

Henry takes a await at the low-rent tenement his wife and kids are looking in and reacts with disgust

Henry: Karen, become packed. Nosotros are moving out. I am going to Pittsburgh tommorow.

Karen: What? You lot have a meeting with your parole officer tommorow.

Henry: Don't worry, they owe me $15,000. Who wants to go to Uncle Paulie's?

Children cheer. Cut to Paulie's business firm where people have a big dinner. Later Paulie speaks to Henry in private

Paulie: I practice non want any more of that shit.

Henry: I have no idea what'due south going on here.

Paulie: I mean the drugs! I exercise not want any more of that junk.

Henry: Paulie, why would I want to get mixed up in that?

Paulie: Just don't do it. I am not talking about what you did in the tin. You get a pass for that. In there you lot had to exercise what you had to do to support your family. I am talking about hither and at present. I practice not desire to end up like Gribbs. Gribbs got twenty years just for saying good morning to some scuzz who was selling junk behind his back! Gribbs is 70 years old; the poor human is going to die in prison. So I am warning everyone, it could exist my son, information technology could be anyone.

[Cutting to Henry making cocaine]

Henry: [voiceover] It took me 2 weeks of sneaking the stuff around, but when I did, it was a existent score. In a month I had a downwardly payment on my house and things were rolling. I knew as long as the cash kept rolling in; Paulie would never find out.

---

Henry: [sniveling] Paulie, I am really distressing.

Paulie: You fucked upwardly proficient. You looked me in the centre and treated me like shit; similar I was nobody.

Henry: I couldn't come to you; not after what you said to me. I was ashamed so; I am ashamed at present. I swear on my kids, I am make clean. Only I got nowhere else to go. I could really use some help now.

Paulie: Have this.

[Paulie pulls a wad of cash out of his pocket and hands information technology to Henry]

Henry: Give thanks you.

Paulie: And at present I take to turn my back on you lot. In that location is no other way.

Henry: [narrating] My reward for a lifetime of service to Paulie: $3,200. Information technology was not even enough to pay for my catafalque.

---

Henry enters a diner

Henry{as narrator}: I got there fifteen minutes early, Jimmy was already there waiting for me.

Jimmy: All my life I said, do not talk on the phone. At present you come across why? Do not worry, I think you lot stand a good gamble of beating this case.

Jimmy: In that location was a kid we knew, turned out to exist a rat.

Henry: Really?

Jimmy: Yeah. Institute him hiding in Florida. How would you feel about going with Anthony, have intendance of that guy?

[Jimmy slips a message with data. Screen freeze-frames]

Henry: [narrating] Jimmy never asked me to whack a guy before. At present in the midst of all this he is asking me to become to Florida and do a hitting with Anthony? [Screen resumes] That is when I knew I would take never returned from Florida alive.

Taglines [edit]

• 3 Decades of Life in the Mafia.
• "As far back as I tin recall, I've always wanted to be a gangster."—Henry Hill, Brooklyn, Northward.Y. 1955.
• Murderers come with smiles.
• Shooting people was 'No big bargain'.
• In a globe that'southward powered past violence, on the streets where the trigger-happy have power, a new generation carries on an old tradition.

Cast [edit]

• Robert De Niro - Jimmy Conway
• Ray Liotta - Henry Hill
• Joe Pesci - Tommy DeVito
• Lorraine Bracco - Karen Hill
• Paul Sorvino - Paul Cicero
• Chuck Low - Morris 'Morrie' Kessler
• Christopher Serrone - Young Henry Hill
• Frank Sivero - Frankie Carbone
• Tony Darrow - Sonny Bunz
• Frank Vincent - Billy Batts
• Frank Adonis - Anthony Stabile
• Catherine Scorsese - Mrs. DeVito, Tommy'southward Mother
• Gina Mastrogiacomo - Janice Rossi
• Suzanne Shepherd - Karen's Mother
• Debi Mazar - Sandy
• Kevin Corrigan - Michael Hill
• Charles Scorsese - Vinnie
• Michael Imperioli - Spider
• Tony Sirico - Tony Stacks
• Samuel L. Jackson - Stacks Edwards
• Vincent Pastore - Man with Coat Rack
• Ray DeBenedictis - "Pete"
• Jerry Vale - Himself
• Henny Youngman - Himself

External links [edit]

• Goodfellas quotes at the Internet Motion-picture show Database
• Goodfellas at Rotten Tomatoes
• Goodfellas at Filmsite.org

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