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Goodfellas is a 1990 film nigh the rise and autumn of 3 gangsters, spanning three decades.

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

Three Decades of Life in the Mafia.taglines

Henry Hill [edit]

• As far back as I can call back, I always wanted to be a gangster. To me, being a gangster was amend than being President of the United states. Fifty-fifty before I first wandered into the cabstand for an afterward-schoolhouse job, I knew I wanted to be a part of them. It was there that I knew that I belonged. To me, it meant being 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 forepart of a hydrant and nobody ever gave them a ticket. In the summer when they played cards all night, nobody always called the cops.
• Paulie might've moved slow, merely it was only considering Paulie didn't take to move for anybody.
• He knew what went on at that cab stand, and every once in a while I'd have to take a chirapsia. But by and then I didn't intendance. The way I saw it everybody takes a beating sometime.
• Hundreds of guys depended on Paulie and he got a piece of everything they fabricated. And information technology was tribute, just like in the old country, except they were doing it here in America. And all they got from Paulie was protection from other guys looking to rip them off. And that's what it'due south all about. That'due south what the FBI could never empathize. That what Paulie and the organization does is offer protection for people who can't get to the cops. That's it. That'due south all. They're like the police department for wiseguys.
• Ane day some of the kids from the neighborhood carried my female parent'due south groceries all the way dwelling house. You know why? It was outta respect.
• For united states to live any other mode was basics. Uh, to us, those goody-good people who worked shitty jobs for bum paychecks and took the subway to work every day and worried near their bills were expressionless. I hateful they were suckers. They had no assurance. If we wanted something, we only took it. If anyone complained twice they got hitting so bad, believe me, they never complained over again.
• At present the guy's got Paulie as a partner. Any issues, he goes to Paulie. Trouble with the nib? He can get to Paulie. Problem with the cops, deliveries, Tommy, he can telephone call Paulie. Only at present the guy'due south gotta come up upwardly with Paulie's money every week, no matter what. Business bad? "Fuck yous, pay me." Oh, you had a fire? "Fuck yous, pay me." Place got hit past lightning, huh? "Fuck yous, pay me." Too, Paulie could do anything. Peculiarly run up bills on the joint's credit. And why non? Nobody's gonna pay for information technology anyway. And as soon every bit the deliveries are made in the front door, you move the stuff out the back and sell it at a disbelieve. You take a two hundred dollar case of alcohol and you lot sell information technology for a hundred. Information technology doesn't matter. It'southward all profit. And so finally, when in that location's goose egg left, when you can't infringe another cadet from the banking company or buy another instance of booze, you bosom the articulation out. You light a match.
• For about of the guys, killings got to be accepted. Murder was the only way that everybody stayed in line. You got out of line, you got whacked. Everybody knew the rules. But sometimes, even if people didn't leave of line, they got whacked. I mean, hits just became a habit for some of the guys. Guys would get into arguments over zip and before you lot 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 large bargain. We had a serious problem 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. Before you lot could touch a fabricated guy, y'all had to have a skilful reason. You had to have a sitdown, and y'all improve go an okay, or you'd exist the one who got whacked.
• Saturday night was for wives, but Friday night at the Copa was always for the girlfriends.
• See, you know when yous call up of prison, yous get pictures in your mind of all those old movies with rows and rows of guys behind confined...But it wasn't similar that for wiseguys. Information technology actually wasn't that bad. Excepting that I missed Jimmy. He was doing his time in Atlanta...I hateful, everybody else in the joint was doing real time, all mixed together, living like pigs. But we lived alone. And we owned the articulation.
• [later the Lufthansa heist] It made him sick to accept to turn money over to the guys who stole it. He'd rather whack 'em. Anyway, what did I intendance? I wasn't request for anything and besides, Jimmy was making nice coin 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 surround a truck, open information technology to see a expressionless man hanging on a hook like a meat husk] When they institute Carbone in the meat truck, he was frozen and then potent it took them two days to thaw him out for the autopsy.
• You know, we ever called each other goodfellas. Like you said to, uh, somebody, "You're gonna like this guy. He's all correct. He'southward a good fella. He's one of united states." You sympathise? We were goodfellas. Wiseguys. But Jimmy and I could never be made because we had Irish gaelic blood. It didn't even matter that my mother was Sicilian. To become a member of a coiffure you've got to be one hundred per cent Italian so they tin trace all your relatives back to the old country. See, it'southward the highest honor they can give yous. Information technology ways you belong to a family unit and crew. It means that nobody can fuck around with you lot. It also ways you could fuck around with everyone but as long as they aren't also a member. It's like a license to steal. Information technology's a license to do anything. As far as Jimmy was concerned with Tommy being made, it was like we were all beingness made. We would now have one of our own as a member.
• [about Tommy's murder] It was revenge for Billy Batts, and a lot of other things. And there was nothing that we could do about it. Batts was a fabricated human and Tommy wasn't. And we had to sit yet and take information technology. Information technology was amongst the Italians. It was real greaseball shit. They even shot Tommy in the face and then his mother couldn't give him an open up bury at the funeral.
• For a second, I thought I was dead, simply when I heard all the racket I knew they were cops. Only cops talk that manner. If they had been wiseguys, I wouldn't accept heard a thing. I would've been expressionless.
• If you're role of a crew, nobody ever tells you lot that they're going to impale you. Information technology doesn't happen that way. In that location weren't any arguments or curses similar in the movies. So your murderers come with smiles. They come up every bit your friends, the people who have cared for you all of your life, and they always seem to come up at a fourth dimension when you lot're at your weakest and about in demand of their help.
• It was easy for all of united states to disappear. My house and cars were either registered in the name of my wife or my mother-in-law. My driver's license and social security number were phony. I never voted; never paid taxes. My birth certificate, arrest sheet, and my service tape from the Regular army were all that existed to prove to the government I was ever alive.
• Come across, the hardest thing for me was leaving the life. I still dear the life. And nosotros were treated similar movie stars with muscle. We had it all, but for the asking. Our wives, mothers, kids, everybody rode along. I had newspaper bags filled with jewelry stashed in the kitchen. I had a sugar bowl full of coke next to the bed. Anything I wanted was a phone call away. Costless cars. The keys to a dozen hideout flats all over the metropolis. I'd bet twenty, thirty grand over a weekend and then I'd either blow the winnings in a calendar week or get to the sharks to pay back the bookies. Didn't matter. It didn't mean anything. When I was broke I would become out and rob some more. We ran everything. We paid off cops. We paid off lawyers. Nosotros paid off judges. Everybody had their hands out. Everything was for the taking. And now information technology's all over. And that's the hardest part. Today, everything is different. There's no action. I accept to expect around like anybody else. Tin can't even go decent food. Right after I got here, I ordered some spaghetti with marinara sauce and I got egg noodles and ketchup. I'grand an average nobody. I get to live the residuum of my life like a schnook.

Karen Hill [edit]

• One night, Bobby Vinton sent us champagne. At that place was nix like it. I didn't call up there was anything foreign in any of this. You lot know, a twenty-i-year-onetime kid with such connections. He was an exciting guy. He was really nice. He introduced me to everybody. Everybody wanted to be nice to him. And he knew how to handle it.
• I know there are women, like my best friends, who would have gotten out of there the minute their fellow gave them a gun to hide. But I didn't. I gotta admit the truth. It turned me on.
• Well, we weren't married to nine-to-five guys, only the first time I realized how unlike was when Mickey had a hostess party. They had bad skin and wore too much make-up. I mean, they didn't await very adept. They looked beat-up. And the stuff they wore was thrown together and cheap. A lot of pant suits and double knits. And they talked about how rotten their kids were and about beating them with broom handles and leather belts. But that the kids still didn't pay any attending...Later on a while, information technology got to be all normal. None of information technology seemed like crimes. It was more similar 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 hand-outs. Our husbands weren't brain surgeons. They were blue-collar guys. The only way they could make extra money, real actress money, was to become out and cutting a few corners...We were all so very close. I hateful, there were never any outsiders around. Absolutely never. And being together all the time fabricated everything seem all the more normal.
• We always did everything together and we always were in the same crowd. Anniversaries, christenings. Nosotros only went to each other'due south houses. The women played cards, and when the kids were born, Mickey and Jimmy were always the offset at the infirmary. And when we went to the Islands or Vegas to vacation, nosotros ever 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 become out and risk his neck just to get u.s. the little extras.
• Just still I couldn't hurt him. How could I hurt him? I couldn't even bring myself to get out him. The truth was that no matter how bad I felt I was even so very attracted to him. Why should I give him to someone else? Why should she win?

Dialogue [edit]

Jimmy: [To young Henry, afterwards he gets cleared in court] Congratulations, hither'due south your graduation present [Puts coin in Henry'southward pocket]

Henry: For what? I got pinched.

Jimmy: Hey, everybody gets pinched, but you did it right. You lot told 'em nothing and they got goose egg.

Henry: I idea you'd be mad.

Jimmy: I'k non mad, I'g proud of ya. You took your first compression like a man, and you learned the two most important things in life. You lot listenin'? Never rat on your friends, and Ever go on your mouth close. [Gives Henry an affectionate light 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 ruby! [The other gangsters cheer and congratulate Henry]

---

Henry: Y'all're a pistol! Yous're really funny. You're really funny!

Tommy: What practise you hateful I'm funny?

Henry: It's funny, you know. It's a practiced story, it'southward funny, y'all're a funny guy!

Tommy: [dangerously] What practice yous mean? Yous mean the way I talk? What?

[Everyone becomes repose]

Henry: It'south merely, you know, you're just funny. It'south funny, the way you tell the story and everything.

Tommy: Funny how? I mean, what's funny almost information technology?

Anthony: Tommy, no, yous got it all incorrect —

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

Anthony: You're right.

Henry: Just —

Tommy: What?

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

Tommy: You mean, let me sympathise this, 'cause, ya know maybe information technology'southward me, I'm a footling fucked up maybe, but I'm funny how? I mean funny like I'm a clown? I amuse you? I brand you lot laugh, I'm here to fuckin' amuse yous? What exercise you lot mean funny? Funny how? How am I funny?

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

Tommy: No, no, I don't know. Y'all said it! How practise I know? Yous said I'm funny. How the fuck am I funny? What the fuck is and so funny about me?! Tell me, tell me what's funny!

[Long pause]

Henry: Get the fuck out of here, Tommy!

[Everyone laughs]

Tommy: Ya motherfucker! I nigh had him, I most had him! You lot stuttering prick, you lot! Frankie, was he shaking? I wonder nigh you sometimes, Henry. Yous may fold under questioning!

---

Karen: [narrating] After awhile, information technology got to be all normal. None of information technology seemed similar criminal offense. Information technology was more than 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 encephalon surgeons, they were blue-collar guys. The only way they could make extra money, real extra coin, was to get out and cutting a few corners.

[Cuts to Henry and Tommy hijacking a truck]

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

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

---

Karen: [narrating, at a makeup party with other wives] It was rough seeing the wives of other gangsters. They did not take care of themselves; they looked vanquish up and their faces were caked with makeup. Almost of the time was spent talking about how rotten their kids were; how they decked them or whipped them with electrical wiring and the kids still wouldn't pay attending. [later in her bedroom] I don't think I tin do it, Henry.

Henry: Do what?

Karen: This whole thing. Jeannie said her husband was sent to jail. God forbid, 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 get away from Jeannie! Karen, when it comes to the Mafia no 1 goes to jail unless they want to. We beat out the system and I got information technology all figured out. I am organized; I got my shit together. Y'all know who goes to jail? Nigger stickup men. Know why they get caught? Because they fall asleep in the getaway car.

---

Tommy: Just don't become bustin' my balls, Billy, okay?

Baton: Hey, Tommy, if I was gonna break your balls, I'd tell you lot to go home and get your smoothen box. [To his friends] At present this kid, this kid was great. They, they used to telephone call him Spitshine Tommy. I swear to God! Now he'd make your shoes look similar 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, Billy.

Billy: What?

Tommy: I said no more shines. Mayhap you didn't hear well-nigh it, yous've been away a long fourth dimension; they didn't become upwards in that location and tell you. I don't shine shoes anymore.

Baton: Relax, will ya? You flipped correct out, what'south got into you? I'thousand breakin' your balls a petty bit, that's all. I'thou merely kiddin' with ya.

Tommy: Sometimes you lot don't sound similar yous're kidding, you lot know? There's a lotta people around...

Baton: Tommy, I'm only kiddin' with you. We're having a party and I simply came dwelling house, and I haven't seen y'all in a long time, and I'k breakin' your balls, and correct away yous're getting fuckin' fresh. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you.

Tommy: I'm sorry too. It's okay. No problem.

Baton: Okay, salud. [moment of silence as he takes a beverage] At present go dwelling house and become ya fuckin' shinebox!

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

Billy: [taunting] Aye, yep, aye, come on, come up on! Come on! Permit him go!

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

---

Tommy: Spider, that bandage on your foot is bigger than your fucking head. Next thing you know he'll accept one of these fucking walkers. But you tin can still dance. Give the states a couple of fucking steps, Spider. You fucking bullshitter, you. Tell the truth. You want sympathy, is that right, sweetie?

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

[Everyone, but Tommy, laughs]

Jimmy: I didn't hear right. I tin't believe what I heard. [giving Spider greenbacks] This is for y'all. I got respect for this kid, he'due south got a lot of fucking balls. Healthy! Don't take no shit off nobody! A guy shoots him in the foot, he tells him to go fuck himself. Tommy, yous gonna let this fucking punk become abroad with that? What's this world coming to?

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

Henry: What is wrong with you?!

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

Tommy: How do I know you're kidding? Yous breaking my fucking assurance?!

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

Henry: [inspecting Spider on the floor] He's expressionless.

Tommy: [after a brief silence] I'thou a good shot, what practice yous want from me?

Anthony: How could y'all miss at this altitude?

Tommy: You lot got a problem with what I did, Anthony? Fucking rat, anyhow. His family'southward all rats, he'd have grown up to exist a rat.

Jimmy: Stupid bastard, I can't fucking believe yous. Now, you lot're gonna dig the fucking affair now. Yous're gonna dig the pigsty. I got no fucking lime, y'all're gonna do it.

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

---

Paulie: [about Henry'due south cheating] Karen came to the firm. She's very upset. This is no skilful; you gotta straighten this out. Nosotros gotta have calm.

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

Paulie: She's hysterical. Very excited. She's wild. And you got to have it easy. You got children. I'm not saying go back to her this minute, but you lot got to become dorsum. Yous got to keep upwardly appearances.

Jimmy: I got the 2 of them come to my house every day commiserating, the two of them. I just can't have it. I can't do it, Henry. I can't do it. Nobody says yous can't practise what y'all desire. We all know that. This is what it is. We know what it is. You lot have to do what's correct. You have to get home to the family unit. You 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 only what to say to her. I'll say you'll become dorsum to her and it'll be similar when you start got married. I'll romance her. It'll exist beautiful. I know how to talk to her, peculiarly to her. In the meantime, Jimmy and Tommy were going to Tampa this weekend. Instead you become with Jimmy.

Jimmy: Y'all come with me.

Paulie: Take a good time. Sit in the sunday. Have a few days off.

Jimmy: We'll have a good fourth dimension.

Paulie: After that, you lot'll become dorsum to Karen. There'due south no other fashion. No divorce. We're non animoli.

Jimmy: No divorce. She'll never divorce him. She'll kill him, just not divorce him. [they laugh]

---

Karen and her children are visiting Henry in jail

Guard: Mrs. Hill, this manner. Sign this book, delight.

Karen signs ledger simply something catches her center

Name of Inmate: Henry Hill

Proper name of Company: Janice Rossi

Visitor's center

Karen: I saw her, Henry.

Henry: What are you talking about?

Karen: I saw her name in the register.

Henry: Jesus Christ.

Karen: You lot want her to visit you? Allow her stay up all night, crying and writing letters to the parole board.

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

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

Henry: Expect what yous're doing! Stop it!

Karen: I'g distressing. Allow her sneak this shit in for you.

Henry: Will you finish information technology, Karen? Will you end it?

Karen: Allow her do information technology! Permit 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 coin 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? Even Paulie, since he got out, I've never seen him. I never run into anybody anymore.

Henry: It'south only y'all and me. That'due south what happens when you lot go away. I told you that we're on our own. Forget everybody else. Forget Paulie. Equally long equally he's on parole, he doesn't want anybody doing anything.

Karen: I tin can't do it.

Henry: Aye, you tin can. Karen, Mind to me. All I need is for you to bring me this stuff. I got a guy in here from Pittsburgh who'll help me motility it. Believe me, in a month we're gonna exist fine. Nosotros won't need anybody.

Karen: I'1000 afraid. I'm agape if Paulie finds out...

Henry: Or I just say, Don't worry about him. He is not helping us out. Is he putting any food on the table? We've gotta assistance each other. We've merely gotta-- Listen, Nosotros've gotta be really careful while we do information technology.

Karen: I don't want to hear a discussion about her anymore, Henry.

Henry: Never.

---

Henry has just been released from prison

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

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

Henry: Karen, get packed. We are moving out. I am going to Pittsburgh tommorow.

Karen: What? Yous take 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 accept a large dinner. Later Paulie speaks to Henry in private

Paulie: I do not want any more of that shit.

Henry: I take no idea what'southward going on hither.

Paulie: I mean the drugs! I practice not want whatever more than of that junk.

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

Paulie: But don't practise information technology. I am not talking near what you did in the tin. You lot go a pass for that. In there you had to do what you had to practice to support your family. I am talking virtually here and at present. I do not want to cease upwards like Gribbs. Gribbs got twenty years simply for saying practiced morning to some scuzz who was selling junk behind his dorsum! Gribbs is lxx years onetime; the poor man is going to die in prison. Then I am warning everyone, information technology could be my son, it could be anyone.

[Cut to Henry making cocaine]

Henry: [voiceover] It took me two weeks of sneaking the stuff effectually, just when I did, it was a real score. In a month I had a down payment on my house and things were rolling. I knew as long as the cash kept rolling in; Paulie would never observe out.

---

Henry: [sniveling] Paulie, I am actually sorry.

Paulie: You fucked up good. You lot looked me in the eye and treated me like shit; like I was nobody.

Henry: I couldn't come to yous; not after what you said to me. I was aback then; I am ashamed at present. I swear on my kids, I am clean. Just I got nowhere else to get. I could really utilize some aid now.

Paulie: Have this.

[Paulie pulls a wad of cash out of his pocket and easily it to Henry]

Henry: Thank you.

Paulie: And now I take to turn my back on y'all. In that location is no other way.

Henry: [narrating] My advantage for a lifetime of service to Paulie: $3,200. It was not fifty-fifty enough to pay for my casket.

---

Henry enters a diner

Henry{as narrator}: I got there 15 minutes early on, Jimmy was already there waiting for me.

Jimmy: All my life I said, do non talk on the phone. Now y'all run across why? Practise non worry, I call back y'all stand up a good hazard of beating this case.

Jimmy: There was a child nosotros knew, turned out to exist a rat.

Henry: Really?

Jimmy: Yeah. Found him hiding in Florida. How would you feel virtually going with Anthony, take care of that guy?

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

Henry: [narrating] Jimmy never asked me to whack a guy earlier. Now in the midst of all this he is request me to get to Florida and do a hit with Anthony? [Screen resumes] That is when I knew I would have never returned from Florida alive.

Taglines [edit]

• Three Decades of Life in the Mafia.
• "Every bit far back as I tin can remember, I've ever wanted to be a gangster."—Henry Hill, Brooklyn, North.Y. 1955.
• Murderers come with smiles.
• Shooting people was 'No large deal'.
• In a world that's powered by violence, on the streets where the violent take power, a new generation carries on an old tradition.

Cast [edit]

• Robert De Niro - Jimmy Conway
• Ray Liotta - Henry Loma
• Joe Pesci - Tommy DeVito
• Lorraine Bracco - Karen Colina
• 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's Mother
• Gina Mastrogiacomo - Janice Rossi
• Suzanne Shepherd - Karen'southward Mother
• Debi Mazar - Sandy
• Kevin Corrigan - Michael Hill
• Charles Scorsese - Vinnie
• Michael Imperioli - Spider
• Tony Sirico - Tony Stacks
• Samuel 50. Jackson - Stacks Edwards
• Vincent Pastore - Man with Glaze Rack
• Ray DeBenedictis - "Pete"
• Jerry Vale - Himself
• Henny Youngman - Himself

External links [edit]

• Goodfellas quotes at the Internet Movie Database
• Goodfellas at Rotten Tomatoes
• Goodfellas at Filmsite.org

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