:59:02
We decided, Willy. We.
It's a two-party arrangement, you know.
:59:06
You've been sniffing
too many gasoline fumes, Galahad.
:59:09
My sister's not marrying any meatball.
Is that plain enough?
:59:11
Don't call me a meatball, Willy. I don't like it.
:59:13
I got plans for what I intend to do,
and it's not stopping punches with my head.
:59:16
So you wind up a grease monkey
in some broken-down garage.
:59:20
That's for my sister?
I'm supposed to roll out the champagne?
:59:23
Roll out the champagne or stale beer.
:59:24
I don't care what you roll out, that's left
up to you. The rest depends on Rose.
:59:28
Nobody asked you to come here.
All you had were your empty pockets...
:59:32
- and a shine on the seat of your pants.
- Don't push me, Willy.
:59:35
I'm a grease monkey
that won't slide so easily.
:59:38
How long you think it's taken me
to find out the score up here?
:59:41
This is a business, Willy.
:59:43
Feeding yourself from the blood and sweat
of these "meatballs," as you call them?
:59:46
Is that the smart way, Willy?
:59:47
With two hoodlums riding you so close...
:59:49
you can't even scratch
without a written permission?
:59:51
Running back and forth to a bookie joint
like a scared kid late for school.
:59:54
- Shut up.
- No, that's not for me, Willy.
:59:56
If I spill anybody's blood after Labor Day,
it'll be my own.
:59:58
- One reason, I'm not frightened by work.
- Shut up, I said.
1:00:01
You can't yell loud enough
to make me shut up.
1:00:02
And I'll tell you what I think
of the fight game. I think it stinks.
1:00:05
And when I get out of it what I want,
I'm quitting. I'm through.
1:00:09
No, I'm not marrying Rose
because she's your sister, Willy...
1:00:13
but in spite of it.
1:00:16
I'm waiting, Willy. I'm waiting.
1:00:20
Stop it.
1:00:22
- What's the matter with you, anyway?
- What's the matter with me?
1:00:25
This cream-headed clown wants to marry
my sister. That's what's the matter with me.
1:00:32
At least he's not asking her to hang
around for three or four years, Willy.