So Say Good Night to the Bad Guy Come on The Last Time You Gonna See a Bad Guy Like This Again

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Tony Montana: Y'all wanna fuck with me? Okay. Y'all wanna play rough? Okay. Say hello to my trivial friend!

[Tony shoots]

Tony Montana: [to the eatery patrons] What you lookin' at? You all a agglomeration of fuckin' assholes. You know why? Yous don't have the guts to be what yous wanna be? You lot demand people like me. Y'all need people like me then you can point your fuckin' fingers and say, "That's the bad guy." And so... what that make you? Expert? You're not good. Yous just know how to hibernate, how to lie. Me, I don't accept that problem. Me, I e'er tell the truth. Fifty-fifty when I prevarication. So say good nighttime to the bad guy! Come on. The final time you gonna meet a bad guy like this over again, permit me tell you. Come up on. Make way for the bad guy. There's a bad guy comin' through! Better get outta his mode!

Tony Montana: [to Sosa's assassins] I'm Tony Montana! You lot fuck with me, yous fuckin' with the best!

Frank Lopez: Lesson number one: Don't underestimate the other guy'due south greed!

[laughing]

Elvira Hancock: Lesson number two: Don't get high on your own supply.

Tony Montana: This is paradise, I'thousand tellin' ya. This boondocks like a groovy big pussy just waiting to become fucked.

Tony Montana: [to Sosa] I never fucked everyone over in my life didn't have it coming to them. You got that? All I have in this world is my assurance and my word and I don't intermission them for no i. Do you understand? That slice of shit up there, I never liked him, I never trusted him. For all I know he had me fix and had my friend Angel Fernandez killed. Merely that'southward history. I'chiliad hither, he's not. Practice you wanna go on with me, you say it. You don't, then you brand a move.

[last lines]

Tony Montana: Go alee! I accept your fucking bullets! You think yous kill me with bullets? I take your fucking bullets! Go ahead!

Tony Montana: The simply affair in this world that gives orders... is balls.

Tony Montana: Who put this thing together? Me, that'due south who! Who do I trust? Me!

Tony Montana: In this state, you gotta make the coin get-go. So when y'all get the money, you lot get the ability. Then when you go the power, then you lot get the women.

Tony Montana: Is this it? That's what it'southward all about, Manny? Eating, drinking, fucking, sucking? Snorting? And then what? You're l. You lot got a bag for a belly. You got tits, you demand a bra. They got hair on them. You got a liver, they got spots on information technology, and you're eating this fuckin' shit, looking like these rich fucking mummies in here... Look at that. A junkie. I got a fuckin' junkie for a married woman. She don't eat nothing. Sleeps all solar day with them black shades on. Wakes up with a Quaalude, and who won't fuck me 'cause she'south in a coma. I tin't even take a kid with her, Manny. Her womb is so polluted, I can't even have a fuckin' little baby with her!

Tony Montana: Okay Sosa; Yous wanna fuck with me? You fucking with the best! You wanna fuck with me? Okay. You piddling cockroaches... come on. You wanna play games? Okay, I play with you; come on. Okay. You wanna play crude? Okay. Say hullo to my little friend!

Hector the Toad: You desire to give me the cash, or do I kill your blood brother starting time... earlier I kill yous?

Tony Montana: Why don't you try sticking your head up your ass? Come across if it fits.

Tony Montana: Bet you feel good, huh? Bet you feel skillful to impale a mother and her kids, huh, bet you experience *big*...

Alberto the Shadow: [in Spanish] Close your mouth!

Tony Montana: ...Like, you big man. Well, fuck you lot. What exercise you lot retrieve I am? You think I'd impale two kids and a woman? Fuck that! I don't need that shit in my life.

[Alberto reaches for detonator's button]

Tony Montana: You die, motherfucker!

[Tony shoots him in the head, killing him]

Tony Montana: What'd you retrieve of that, huh? What you think, I'm a fucking worm similar you? I told you, man, I told you lot! Don't fuck with me! I told yous, no fucking kids! No, simply you wouldn't heed, why, y'all stupid fuck, look at y'all now.

Tony Montana: [after disposing of Frank Lopez and Mel Berstein] Okay, come on.

Manny Ribera: What well-nigh Ernie?

[long interruption]

Tony Montana: You lot want a chore, Ernie?

Ernie: [breathes sigh of relief] Sure, Tony.

Frank Lopez: Hey, Tony. Remember when I told you lot when you first started working for me, the guys that final in this business, are the guys who wing direct. Low-central, placidity. But the guys who desire it all, chicas, champagne, wink... they don't last.

Tony Montana: [scoffs] You finished? Can I go?

Frank Lopez: Yeah, I'm finished.

[Tony exits, shrugging with indifference]

Immigration Officer #2: So where's your old man at present?

Tony Montana: He dead. He die. Onetime. Somewhere.

Immigration Officeholder #2: Mother?

Tony Montana: She dead likewise.

Immigration Officer #1: What kind of work you practice in Cuba, Tony?

Tony Montana: Ah, yous know, things. I was, uh... This, that. Structure business. I piece of work a lot with my hands. Before that, I was in the regular army.

Immigration Officeholder #i: Whatever family in the States, Tony? Any brothers, sisters, cousins, aunts, uncles, brother-in-law... anybody?

Tony Montana: Nobody. Everybody's expressionless.

Clearing Officer #1: Take y'all ever been to jail in Cuba, Tony?

Tony Montana: Me? Jail? No way. No.

Immigration Officeholder #1: Been in a mental infirmary?

Tony Montana: Oh, yeah. On the boat coming over.

Tony Montana: Hey, baby, what is your trouble? Huh, you got a trouble? You're proficient looking, you got a cute body, cute legs, beautiful face up, all these guys in honey with you lot. Only you got a look in your eye like you haven't been fucked in a yr!

Elvira Hancock: Hey, Jose. Who, why, when, and how I fuck is none of your business, okay?

Tony Montana: Every dog has his day, huh, Mel?

Mel Bernstein: I told him. It didn't make any sense, clipping you lot when we had you working for us. He wouldn't listen. He got hot tonight, about the broad, you know? He fucked up.

Tony Montana: You too, Mel. You fucked upwards.

Mel Bernstein: Don't get as well far, Tony.

Tony Montana: I not, Mel, y'all are.

[Tony shoots Bernstein in the gut; he gasps and groans]

Mel Bernstein: Fuck. You lot tin can't shoot a cop!

Tony Montana: Whoever says you was ane?

[Tony leans forrad, aiming the gun at Bernstein]

Mel Bernstein: Expect a infinitesimal! You lot let me get, I'll fix this up.

Tony Montana: Sure, Mel. Perchance y'all can hand out yourself one of them first class tickets to the Resurrection.

Mel Bernstein: Fucking punk. Son of a bitch.

Tony Montana: [stands up] So long, Mel, have a good trip.

Mel Bernstein: Fuck you!

Alejandro Sosa: I just tell you lot once. Don't fuck me, Tony. Don't yous ever endeavor to fuck me.

Tony Montana: [watching flamingos on Television receiver] Manny, await at the pelican fly. Come up on, pelican!

Tony Montana: You wanna waste my time? Okay. I call my lawyer. He's the best lawyer in Miami. He'south such a skilful lawyer, that by tomorrow morning time, you gonna be working in Alaska. So clothes warm.

Tony Montana: [into the phone] Your guy Alberto... yous know he's a piece of shit, you know? I told him to do something, he didn't listen to me, so I had to cancel the fucking contract.

Alejandro Sosa: [into the phone] My partners and I are pissed off Tony.

Tony Montana: That'south okay, no large bargain. There'due south other Albertos, you know. We do it next calendar month.

Alejandro Sosa: [into the telephone] No, Tony. You can't practise that. They found what was under the car, Tony! Now, our friend has got security upwards the ass! And the heat is gonna come down hard on my partners and me... There's not gonna exist a next time, you fucking dumb cocksucker! You blew it!

Tony Montana: Hey! Take it easy when yous to talk to me, okay?

Alejandro Sosa: [into the phone] I told you a long time ago, you fucking fiddling monkey, not to fuck me!

Tony Montana: [strung out] Hey, hey! Who the fuck y'all retrieve you're talking to huh? Yous wanna fuck...

[Sosa hangs upwards]

Tony Montana: Who the fuck y'all think I am? Your fucking bell boy? Practice you wanna go to state of war? We accept y'all to war! Okay?

Elvira Hancock: You know what y'all're condign, Tony? You're an immigrant spick millionaire, who tin can't finish talking nearly coin...

Tony Montana: Who the fuck you calling a spick, man? Yous white slice of bread. Get outta the style of the television.

Tony Montana: You lot know what your problem is, pussycat?

Elvira Hancock: What is my problem, Tony?

Tony Montana: You got nothing to do with your life, man. Why don't you get a job? Practise something, be a nurse. Work with blind kids, lepers, that kind of affair. Anything beats you waiting effectually all day, waiting for me to fuck you, I'll tell yous that.

Elvira Hancock: Don't toot your horn, honey, you're not that good.

Tony Montana: Oh yeah? Frank was better huh?

Elvira Hancock: Y'all're an asshole.

Tony Montana: Where are you going? COME HERE! Coño, HEY! ELVY! I was kidding. I WAS Just KIDDING!

Tony Montana: [to Manny] Information technology'due south those guys, Manny. Information technology's the fucking bankers, the politicians, they're the ones that desire to brand coke illegal! And so, they tin make the fucking money and they get the fucking votes, they're fighting the bad guys, they're the bad guys! They fuck anything and anyone. Fuck, fucking bankers!

Elvira Hancock: Can't yous end saying fuck all the fourth dimension?

Tony Montana: You a communist? Huh? How'd you similar it, homo? They tell you all the fourth dimension what to practise, what to think, what to feel. Do you wanna be like a sheep? Like all those other people? Baah! Baah!

Immigration Officer #3: I don't accept to listen to this bullshit!

Tony Montana: You wanna work eight, 10 fucking hours? Y'all own nothing, y'all got nothing! Do you want a chivato on every corner looking after you lot? Watching everything you do? Everything you say, human being? Do you lot know I consume octopus 3 times a day? I got fucking octopus coming out of my fucking ears. I got the fuckin' Russian shoes my feet's comin' through. How yous similar that? What, you want me to stay there and practice nothing? Hey, I'1000 no fuckin' criminal, human. I'chiliad no puta or thief. I'm Tony Montana, a political prisoner from Cuba. And I desire my fuckin' human rights, now!

[slams desk-bound]

Tony Montana: Just like the President Jimmy Carter says. Okay?

Clearing Officer #one: Carter should come across this human correct. He's really good. What do you say, Harry?

Immigration Officeholder #three: I don't believe a word of this shit! They all sound the aforementioned to me. That son of a bitch Castro is shittin' all over u.s.. Ship this bastard to Liberty Town. Allow them take a wait at him. Get him outta hither.

Tony Montana: You lot know somethin'? You can send me anywhere. Here, at that place, this, that; it don't matter. There's zero you can do to me that Castro has not done.

Clearing Officer #3: Go him outta here!

Tony Montana: Okay, here's the story. I come from the gutter. I know that. I got no education... but that's okay. I know the street, and I'thousand making all the correct connections. With the right woman, in that location'south no stopping me. I could go right to the top.

Tony Montana: [during the final shootout with Sosa's assassins] You call up you tin take me? You demand a fucking ground forces if you gonna take me!

Tony Montana: I work hard for this. I want you to know that.

Elvira Hancock: It'due south also bad. Somebody shouldv'e given information technology to you lot. You wouldv'eastward been a nicer person.

Gina Montana: I like Fernando. He'south a fun guy and he's nice... and he knows how to treat a adult female.

Manny Ribera: [laughing] Knows how to care for a woman? By taking you to the toilet to make out?

Frank Lopez: Elvira! Baby! Where've you been? It's 10:00, honey, I'k starving!

Elvira Hancock: Yous're always hungry. You should try starving.

Tony Montana: Look at that, a junkie... I got a junkie for a wife. Her womb is then polluted, I tin can't even have a fucking little baby with her!

Manny Ribera: C'mon, Tony.

Elvira Hancock: You son of a bowwow!... You fuck!

[throws wine in Tony's face]

Elvira Hancock: How cartel you talk to me similar that? What makes you and so much better than me? What do you practice?

Manny Ribera: [trying to dry off Tony's clothes] Don't worry.

Elvira Hancock: [every bit shocked restaurant clients looks on aghast] Yous deal drugs and you impale people. Oh, that's wonderful, Tony. Real contribution to man history.

Tony Montana: Go ahead. Just tell everybody. Come on.

Elvira Hancock: Y'all want a kid?

Tony Montana: Tell the earth.

Elvira Hancock: What kind of a begetter exercise you recollect you lot'd make?

[Tony tries taking a swipe at her]

Elvira Hancock: Who's gonna drive him to schoolhouse in the mornings? Are you even gonna be live by the time the kid goes to school?

[Tony glowers at her in rage]

Elvira Hancock: Y'all don't fifty-fifty know how to be a hubby!

Tony Montana: [snarls] Sit downward before I...

Elvira Hancock: [as Manny and guards attempt to at-home her downward] Do we ever go anywhere without having 600 thugs hanging around u.s.a. all the time?

[sobbing:]

Elvira Hancock: I accept Nick "The Grunter" for a friend. What kind of a life is that?

Manny Ribera: Come on.

Elvira Hancock: Can't you encounter... what nosotros're becoming, Tony? We're losers. We're not winners.

Tony Montana: Become habitation. You're stoned.

Elvira Hancock: I'm non stoned. Yous're stoned.

Tony Montana: Become her out of here!

Manny Ribera: Come on. Come on.

Elvira Hancock: No! No! I'chiliad not going habitation with y'all!

[sighs, vainly trying to castor her hair back]

Elvira Hancock: I'k not going home with anybody! I'm going home alone. I'g leaving you. I don't demand this shit anymore.

Manny Ribera: Okay, I'll walk you out.

[borer Tony on the shoulder:]

Manny Ribera: I'll take her home in a cab.

Tony Montana: Let her become, permit her go. Another Quaalude, she gonna love me again.

Mama Montana: Son? I wish I had one! He'southward a bum! He was a bum then and he'south a bum now! Who practise you think you are, hm? Nosotros oasis't heard a discussion from yous in five years. Cinco anos. You of a sudden evidence upward here and you throw money at us? You think y'all can *buy* me with your money?

Tony Montana: Come on, mama.

Mama Montana: You retrieve y'all tin come up in here with your hot-shot clothes and make fun of united states of america?

Tony Montana: Mama, y'all don't know what you're talking virtually.

Mama Montana: No that is NOT the way I am, Antonio! That is *not* the way I raised Gina to be. You are not going to destroy her. I don't demand your money. Gracias! I work for my living. *I don't want you in this firm anymore!* I don't want you around Gina! Then come on, become out! And take this lousy coin with you! It stinks!

Tony Montana: I got ears, ya know. I hear things.

Frank Lopez: Yeah? What do you hear well-nigh Echevierra and the Diaz brothers? What virtually them? What about Gaspar Gomez? What is he gonna do when you start moving 2000 keys?

Tony Montana: Fuck Gaspar Gomez! And fuck the fuckin' Diaz brothers! Fuck 'em all! I coffin those cockroaches!

Immigration Officeholder #one: Okay, so what do you phone call yourself? ¿Cómo se llama?

Tony Montana: Antonio Montana. And you lot, what you phone call yourself?

Immigration Officer #2: Where'd yous larn to speak English language, Tony?

Tony Montana: Uh, in a school. And my begetter, he was, uh, from the United States. Just like you, ya know? He was a Yankee. Uh, he used to take me a lot to the movies. I learn. I sentry the guys like Humphrey Bogart, James Cagney. They, they teach me to talk. I like those guys. I always know one day I'1000 comin' here, The states.

Elvira Hancock: Nothing exceeds like excess. You should know that, Tony.

Tony Montana: What you tell 'em?

Manny Ribera: I told 'em what you told me to tell 'em, I told 'em I was in sanitation. They didn't go for it.

Tony Montana: Sanitation? I told you to tell 'em that you was in a sanatorium. Not sanitation, sanatorium.

Alejandro Sosa: I told you a long time ago, you lot fucking piddling monkey, non to *fuck me!*

Alejandro Sosa: Tony what happened?

Tony Montana: Aww, Alex, we had some problems you lot know, your man he wouldn't listen to me and then I had to cancel his fucking contract.

Tony Montana: Now y'all're talking to me babe! That I similar! Proceed it coming!

Omar Suarez: What's with this dishwasher, chico?

[laughing]

Omar Suarez: Don't he recollect we could've got some other infinite cadet to hit Rebenga cheaper, too? Fifty bucks.

Tony Montana: And then why didn't you? And don't exist callin' me no fuckin' dishwasher, or I'll kicking you lot fuckin' monkey donkey!

Tony Montana: Await at that... that cable truck there. Since when does it take three days to hook up cable?

Manny: What, you've been watching information technology for three days?

Tony Montana: The fuckin' thing has been there for three days! What am I gonna do? Not await at it?

Manny Ribera: [to a bikini girl who has slapped him] BITCH! LESBIAN!

Tony Montana: Y'all know what your problem is?

Elvira Hancock: What's that?

Tony Montana: You don't got zero to exercise with your life. Why don't y'all become a job? Work with lepers. Blind kids. Annihilation's gotta exist better than lying effectually all day waiting for me to fuck you lot.

Elvira Hancock: Don't toot your horn, honey. Yous're not that good.

Tony Montana: I didn't come to the United States to break my fucking back.

Gina Montana: You can't tell me what to exercise, Tony. No more. I am not a babe anymore. I'll exercise what I wanna practise. I'll see whoever I wanna encounter. And if I wanna fuck 'em, Tony, then I'll fuck 'em!

[Tony slaps Gina across the face]

Tony Montana: That prick. Fucking WASP whore. Thinking I'thousand some marìcon coming off a assistant boat.

Tony Montana: I kill a communist for fun, but for a green card... I'm gonna carve him up real nice.

Hector the Toad: Okay, Caracicatriz. You tin die likewise. Information technology makes no departure to me.

Elvira Hancock: So do yous want to dance, Frank, or do you want to sit down at that place and accept a eye attack?

Frank Lopez: Me, trip the light fantastic toe? Hey, I recollect I wanna accept a eye set on.

Frank Lopez: Y'all know what a chazzer is?

Tony Montana: No, Frank, you tell me. What is a chazzer?

Frank Lopez: Information technology's a Yiddish word for "pig." See, the guy, he wants more what he needs. He don't wing directly no more than.

Manny Ribera: ¡Ay, Dios mío! ¡Mira eso! Wait at that one. That one correct there in the pink. She's beautiful, homo. Expect at those titties.

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

Manny Ribera: [smiling] Well, he's very handsome for one thing, you know?

[chuckles]

Manny Ribera: I mean, look at the way he dresses, human being. Come on. That'due south style. Wink, pizzazz. And a footling coke money doesn't hurt nobody.

Tony Montana: [staring his hands] ¡Coño! Expect at this. Fuckin' onions. They oughta be pickin' gold from the street. ¡Ay, cabrón!

Frank Lopez: [pleading] Please, requite me a 2d take chances, huh Tony? Will you do that, please? I - you gi - you give me a second gamble, I'll give you $x 1000000 Tony. Ok? $10 one thousand thousand. I got information technology in a vault over there in Spain, Tony. We go - we go over at that place, nosotros get on a airplane, and it'southward yours. Ok? All of it. $x million. Ok, Tony? Huh?

[Frank begins to sob]

Frank Lopez: Please, Tony? Elvira? Elvira! Y'all want Elvira? Yous tin can have her. I go away. I'm gonna disappear, Tony. Yous'll never run across me once more, Tony. Please, Tony, I don't want to die. I never did nothing to nobody.

[Frank drops to his knees and folds his easily together]

Manny Ribera: [at Frank'south firm, explaining to Frank in the background what happened at the hotel in Miami Beach] I ran out of bullets, like an asshole. And while I'm standing at that place irresolute the clip, the little female parent fucker, who I had killed already just was not dead, shot me!

Manny Ribera: Don't fucking go crazy on me, okay? Merely retrieve, this time last yr we were in a fucking cage.

Tony Montana: You recollect. I similar to forget that.

[Tony is on a payphone describing the botched drug deal involving Hector the Toad]

Tony Montana: [into the phone] Yeah, it was a setup. Bunch of cowboys. Somebody fucked upward somewhere. Fuckin' Columbians. They never wanted to brand the sale. They only wanted to steal the money.

Omar Suarez: [vocalism] All right, I'll await into it right abroad. I'll make some inquiries and detect out what happened.

Tony Montana: Yeah, you do that, Omar! You practise that.

Omar Suarez: [voice] Do y'all still have the buy coin?

Tony Montana: Aye. And... I got the yeyo, too.

Omar Suarez: [vocalism] Wh-what? Yous got the yeyo?

Tony Montana: Yes, I got information technology. Correct.

Omar Suarez: [voice] Bring information technology hither to my identify in one hour. Come up solitary.

Tony Montana: Fuck yous! I'm taking the stuff to your dominate, Lopez, myself. Not you. Me!

Tony Montana: Eh, Frank got held upwards at the golf grade. Then he told me to come up pick you up. He said he'd come across us at the track later.

[looks dorsum at the car, which is garishly furnished]

Tony Montana: He said to bet on Ice Cream in the first, past the style.

Elvira Hancock: [haughtily] In that thing? Y'all must be kidding.

Tony Montana: What yous talking near? That's a Cadillac.

Elvira Hancock: I wouldn't exist caught dead in that matter.

Tony Montana: Oh, come on. I mean, it's got a few years. Only it'due south a cream puff.

Elvira Hancock: It looks similar somebody's nightmare.

Manny Ribera: [referring to possible 3-5 years jail time] Hey, come on, human being, it ain't that bad.

Tony Montana: Hey, what the fuck you lot talkin', man?

Manny Ribera: The jails in this country are similar hotels, human being.

Tony Montana: You fuckin' kiddin' me, man? Are you fuckin' high, man?

Frank Lopez: Who would want to kill me?

Elvira Hancock: The catcher on your little league team.

Frank Lopez: That son of a bowwow, he didn't go a base hit all season! I ought to kill him!

Tony Montana: [watching news on Tv set] I know that, merely d'you know why it'll be? 'Cause you've got your head up your culo. That'due south why that fucking guy never tells the truth, that motherfucker!

Tony Montana: You lot wanna waste product my time, OK? You wanna play crude?

[Tony is playing basketball with a group of friends]

Manny: ¡Tony! ¡Montana! ¡Tony Montana! Ven acá, human. Come hither.

Tony Montana: ¿Qué te pasa?

[What's wrong with you?]

Manny: Come hither, homo. I gotta talk to you. Come on, human being. It'south important.

Tony Montana: And then close, man.

Manny: Come up on. Come on, man. I gotta talk to you.

Angel: [to Tony] Where are you going, man?

Manny: [to Angel] Leave him alone, okay?

Tony Montana: [to Affections] I got ameliorate things to practice.

Angel: [to Tony] You're chicken, man. You almost fabricated it.

[Tony and Manny walk abroad]

Manny: Are yous ready for some skillful news?

Tony Montana: Sure. What you got, man?

Manny: We tin can be outta this place in xxx days. Not simply that, but we got a green card and a job in Miami. Now are we made or are we made, man?

Tony Montana: What do we gotta do? Go to Republic of cuba and hit the beard or what?

Manny: No, man, somebody else.

Tony Montana: You're kidding?

Manny: No.

Tony Montana: You're not kidding?

[Manny smiles]

Manny: Guy named Rebenga, human. Emilio Rebenga.

Tony Montana: Rebenga? Coño, man. I know that name.

Manny: Yeah?

Tony Montana: He'south political.

Manny: Aye. Well, he's coming in here today, man. Castro just sprung him. This guy, man, was one of the top dogs for Fidel in the early on days. But Castro felt like he couldn't trust him anymore and threw him in jail. But while he was on elevation, he tortured a few guys to decease. And one of the guy's blood brother is a rich guy in Miami now, and he wants the favor repaid. That's where nosotros come in.

Omar Suarez: All correct! All right, big human being? You wanna make some big bucks? Lets see how tough you lot are. Do yous know something 'bout cocaine?

Tony Montana: You kidding me or what?

Omar Suarez: There'southward a bunch of Colombians coming in Friday. New guys. They say they accept two keys for us, for openers. Pure coke. Hotel in Miami Beach. I want you go over there. If information technology'southward what they say information technology is, y'all pay 'em and bring it back. You practice that, you get v grand!

Manny Ribera: [to Tony] Go, pay, bring it back, yeah?

Omar Suarez: You know how to handle a machine gun?

Manny Ribera: Yeah, human being. We're in the army in Cuba.

Omar Suarez: You'll need a couple of other guys.

Manny Ribera: That's no problem, man.

Omar Suarez: Be at Hector'southward Bodega at noon Friday. You lot get the buy money and then. And chico! If annihilation happens to that buy coin, y pobreci! My dominate is gonna stick your heads upwardly your asses faster than a rabbit gets fucked!

[throws toothpick]

Tony Montana: I'one thousand scared!

Tony Montana: The fuckin' country was built on washing money.

Elvira Hancock: [while dancing] Look, information technology doesn't really affair, right?

Tony Montana: I'm just trying to be friendly, girl.

Elvira Hancock: God, I've got enough friends. I don't need some other. Especially one who just got off a banana gunkhole.

Tony Montana: Banana boat? Concur it, homo. You're thinking of the wrong guy. I didn't come off no banana boat. Yous're thinking of someone else, maybe.

Mel Bernstein: [1:21:42] You oughta smiling, Tony. Savor yourself. Whatever mean solar day above ground is a good day.

Immigration Officer #three: Where'd you lot go the dazzler scar, tough guy? Eatin' pussy?

Tony Montana: How'm I gonna become a scar similar that eating pussy?

[Tony smiles]

Tony Montana: This was when I was a child, ya know?

Immigration Officer #3: Mm-hmm.

Tony Montana: Y'all should see the other child. You can't recognize him.

Immigration Officer #3: [forcing Tony to show a tattoo on his hand] And this?

Tony Montana: Oh, that'due south nothing, man. That's for my sweetheart.

Immigration Officer #3: Sweetheart, my donkey! We've been seein' more than and more than of these. Some kind of lawmaking these guys used in the can. Pitchfork means an assassin or somethin'. You wanna tell the states about information technology, Montana, or practise you wanna take a little trip to the detention center?

Tony Montana: [break] Okay, you got me. I was in the can ane time. For buying dollars. Big, big bargain.

Clearing Officer #iii: That's pretty funny, Tony.

Tony Montana: Well, that'south truthful. Information technology was a Canadian tourist.

Immigration Officeholder #3: Hmm. What'd ya do? Mug him first?

Tony Montana: [Boob tube edit version] This town's like a great big craven simply waiting to be plucked.

Frank Lopez: Y'all want me to believe Omar was a stoolie because Sosa said and then? Yous bought that line?

Omar Suarez: And chico, if anything happens to that buy-money, eee pobrecito... my boss is gonna stick your heads upwardly your asses faster than a rabbit gets fucked!

Clearing Officeholder #1: What near homosexuality, Tony? You like men, huh? You lot similar to dress up similar a woman?

Tony Montana: What the fuck is wrong with this guy, human? He kidding me or what?

Immigration Officer #two: But reply the questions, Tony!

Tony Montana: Okay. No. Okay? Fuck no! I'm not homosexual.

Immigration Officer #1: Have y'all ever been arrested in Cuba, Tony?

Tony Montana: No. I already said never.

Clearing Officeholder #1: E'er been arrested for minor things similar vagrancy, larceny, theft, drug possession?

Tony Montana: No, never.

Immigration Officeholder #1: Do you utilise recreational drugs like marijuana, heroin...

Tony Montana: No... no...

Immigration Officer #1: Cocaine?

Tony Montana: [short suspension] No.

Mama Montana: [to Tony] Why do you take to injure everything y'all bear on? Why practise you have to destroy everything that comes your way? ¡Malagradecido! ¡Mal hijo!

[translation: Ungrateful! Bad son!]

Elvira Hancock: [later Tony tries to kiss her] Don't get it confused, Tony. I don't fuck effectually with the *help*.

Title card: [start title cards] In May 1980, Fidel Castro opened the harbor at Mariel, Cuba with the apparent intention of letting some of his people bring together their relatives in the United States. Within 70-two hours, 3,000 U.Due south. boats were headed for Cuba. It before long became evident that Castro was forcing the gunkhole owners to carry dorsum with them non only their relatives, simply the dregs of his jails. Of the 125,000 refugees that landed in Florida an estimated 25,000 had criminal records.

Tony Montana: [Referring to a news programme on legalizing cocaine to control organized crime] Somebody oughta practice something near those... those whores.

Tony Montana: You practice and then much of that shit, you know?

Elvira Hancock: Nil exceeds like excess. Y'all should know that, Tony.

Tony Montana: I should know what? *What should I know?* Why practise you have to talk to me like that all the time? Like I gotta know something.

[Tony shows Frank the cocaine in a briefcase from the botched drug deal]

Tony Montana: Here's the stuff. From Hector and his Columbians. Two keys. Worth 50 m. It cost my friend Angel his life. And here's your coin dorsum. My souvenir to you lot.

[after Frank looks inside the envelope containing the cash, he puts it back in the briefcase with the cocaine and closes it]

Frank Lopez: I'm sorry well-nigh your friend, Tony. If people would do business the right way, they'd be no fuck-ups like this. Don't think I don't appreciate the gesture. You're gonna detect if you stay loyal in this business organisation, you're gonna move up. You're gonna movement upwards fast!

Mama Montana: [to her son Tony] You lot know, all we read almost in the papers today are animals similar you and the killings. It'southward Cubans like you who are giving a bad name to our people. People who come hither to piece of work hard and make an honest living for themselves.

Tony Montana: [to Manny] You should have kept your mouth shut, they'd accept thought you was a horse and allow y'all out.

G.C. at Babylon Club: Another great nighttime here at the Babylon, right? Okay. All right! Do another gram, you'll all be babblin' on.

[get-go lines]

Fidel Castro: ...los que no se adapten... al esfuerzo y al heroísmo de una revolución... ¡No los queremos! ¡No los necesitamos!

[in subtitles: They are unwilling to suit to the spirit of our revolution. We don't desire them! Nosotros don't need them!]

Fidel Castro: [Translation word-for-word:... the ones that won't accommodate... to the effort and heroism of a revolution... We don't want them! We don't demand them!]

Tony Montana: Hey, how'd yous similar that? Huh? Yous fuckin' maricón! Hey!

Alejandro Sosa: [after Tony assures him] I think you lot speak from the heart, Montana. And then I say to myself, this Lopez, your boss, he had chivatos like that working for him, his judgment stinks.

Tony Montana: What near that job we did for you in Freedom Town? The Rebenga hit... What was that? A game of dominoes, mang?

Tony Montana: I got my balls, and I got my word, and I don't break 'em for anybody.

Frank Lopez: I'm sorry about your friend, Tony. If people would do business the right way, in that location'd be no fuck-ups like this. Don't remember I don't appreciate the gesture. You're gonna notice, you stay loyal in this business concern, you're gonna move upwardly. You're gonna move up fast. And y'all'll observe out your biggest problem is not bringing in the stuff, but what to do with all the fucking cash!

Tony Montana: I hope I have that problem someday.

Alejandro Sosa: So, this Frank Lopez guarantees to buy 150 kilos of cocaine every month of the twelvemonth. I manufacture it. He sends yous to pick it up down here. I can sell it to him for a piddling every bit $vii,000 a kilo. You cannot do better then that.

Omar Suarez: Yeah... but we've got to take the risk of moving information technology. As well, we'd exist cutting out the Columbians. You know what that means?

Tony Montana: [interrupting] That means nosotros have to go to war with them.

Alejandro Sosa: Nosotros cut out the Columbians, we take risks on both sides.

Tony Montana: Then, why don't we split the hazard? You guarantee your delivery say as far as Panama. We take it from there.

Alejandro Sosa: Panama is risky. It will cost me more in transportation. Panama can sell for $thirteen,500 a kilo.

Tony Montana: Thirteen-five a key? What are y'all? Nuts? We've still got to take that shit to Florida. Do yous know what that'southward like these days? We've got the fucking U.S. Navy all over the identify. You got frogmen. You got EC-2 aircraft with satellite tracking shit. Yous got fucking Bong 2-09 set on choppers upwards our asses, man. We are losing 1 out of every nine loads. That'southward no duck walk anymore, let me tell yous. Forget about 13-five a fundamental.

Frank Lopez: Where the hell'south Elvira? Information technology's belatedly. Go find her, will yous? Jesus! Fucking broad. She spends half her life dressing, the other half undressing.

[ALL LAUGHING]

Mama Montana: [55:03] Yous know, all I read about in the papers, is animals like you. And the killings. It's Cubans similar you who are giving a bad name to our people. People who come up hither & work hard and make a practiced proper noun for themselves. People who send their children to school!

Gina Montana: What are you maxim? This is your son!

Mama Montana: Son? I take no son. I wish I had one.

Tony Montana: You demand people like me, so y'all tin can indicate your fucking fingers and say 'That's the bad guy'.

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