Scalli [to Joe]: For the tenth time, I said no. You stay right here.
Scalli: Hey Joe...
Scalli [about Peaches]: How about taking her our for some road work tomorrow? Ruby: That's an excellent idea. I'll go back and tell her.
[Peaches and Joe jog together down the highway]
[Scalli opens letter and starts to read it]
[Monk lights a cigarette in an alley]
Monk [to Jackie]: I know something about you.
Monk: You know Jackie, the girl bookie that works for us? Scalli: I'm listening. Monk: I thought you might like to know that her hands are like flypaper.
Monk [to Jackie]: Of course I could keep my mouth shut.
Ruby [to Peaches whom she's massaging]: What are you thinking about?
Scalli: Did you get fired? Beverly: Yes, they said I was drunk.
Beverly: I'll take any kind of a job: washing dishes, doing laundry, anything. … Scalli: You might be able to do me a favor.
Beverly: It would be nice to have a little money again to buy whatever I like, yes it would be nice.
Scalli [reading a letter]: A subpoena to appear before the Crime Investigating committee. Mobster: You wouldn't do any singing, would you?
Scalli [to Clara]: I'll be frank with you.
Clara: I'm sorry, Mr. Scalli, I'm not interested. Wrestling is one of the few remaining clean sports.
[Clara, after being declared winner of the match, kicks Rita on the floor]
Investigator: Is the women wrestling business your only source of income, Mr. Scalli?
Investigator: Do you know any bookmakers, Mr. Scalli?
[Cornered mobsters give themselves up to the police]
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