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The loser son of a Mafia honcho must go undercover for the FBI.
Corky: I never thought I'd live to see the day that an FBI agent would be peddling smack. Agent Brick Davis: Don't act so surprised. J. Edgar Hoover used to wear a dress. Corky: Just tell me why, Brick. Agent Brick Davis: I don't know. I suppose it made him feel sexy. Corky: Not Hoover, You.
Howard Shuster: That Mr. Shuster to you. Agent Brick Davis: Oh what? I can't call you Howard because I'm not a member of the groovy tie squad?
[after setting off an airport metal detector] Corky: I'm just a little wired. [Nervous chuckle] Corky: Ahh, I'm mean wired as in jumpy, not as in there's a concealed wire in my crotch.
Agent Brick Davis: You do speak Manderain, don't you? Corky: Oh yes. I just didn't understand your accent. See, I was taught by an up scale family, su su sudio.
Agent Brick Davis: I can't call you by your first name because I'm not a part of your "Groovy Tie Squad"? Agent Terrence Darnell: ...No, it's because you're an asshole. Agent Brick Davis: I am not an asshole! Agent Terrence Darnell: ...Yeah, ya are. Everyone thinks you are. Even your wife- why do you think she left you?
Corky: Howdy. Skinhead: [holds up gun] Whadya want bitch? Corky: I was wondering if I could purchase some heroin and then we could go out and do some hate crimes and stuff. [skinhead rips off Corky's shirt reveiling his wire] Corky: Ahhhhh.
Leo: The family needs you!
Corky: [to dog] Gimme the coke. Gimme the cocaine boy.
Peter: [Pointing a gun at Agent Davis' back] Who the hell are you? Agent Brick Davis: Agent Brick Davis Peter: Oh. Freeze prick
Boy with Mouse: Can you help my mouse. I think hes sick. Tony: Sure. I make him good as new. [Throws out dead mouse and puts in a new one] Tony: Here ya go kid. He just needed a new liver. Boy with Mouse: How much? Tony: How much you got?
Corky: It's funny 'cause it's true.
Peter: I don't have time for horse shit.
Francis A. 'Pops' Romano: Come here, you fricken retard.
Peter: [to paulie] Oh yeah, at least I can read the labels you illiterate mook.
Leo: Who's this guy? Corky: That's Brick Davis Peter: Is he the guy with the muscular thighs and the nice tan? [All look at him] Peter: What?
Dexter, Computer Hacker: What should his name be? Peter: I don't care what you call him pissant. Just get it done. Corky: Oh, for my résumé I'm really good with animals.
Corky: I should buy a boat.
Corky: You guys want some cookies?
Paulie Romano: Get me a cup of the, uhh... rocky road there. Ice Cream Vendor: Sir all of our flavors are on that sign there. Paulie Romano: Oh, then just get me a cup of the pistachio. Peter: Paulie, come on already. Paulie Romano: Shut up. Paulie Romano: [back to ice cream vendor] Paulie Romano: Okay just get me the rum raisin then. Ice Cream Vendor: The sign. Paulie Romano: What are you lookin' at, huh? You suck. You suck suck suck.
Agent Brick Davis: Hey Nash Bridges, you left the safety on.