Fat City1972

Tully:
Listen. Let me tell you something. You can count on me. Right down the line.

Oma:
I thought you wanted to hit me.

Tully:
Oh, will you forget that? I've never hit a woman in my life. Hey, let me buy you a drink. Can we have two cream sherries, please? Listen. Don't you believe me? Don't you think that you can count on me? Hmm?

Oma:
Just don't bump your head anymore.

Tully:
Oh, come on. Come on. Will you forget that? Hey, I just asked you a question. Do you think I'd let you down?

Oma:
I don't know. Will you?

Tully:
I wouldn't. I wouldn't.

Oma:
Maybe you wouldn't. How would I know?

Tully:
You. Can. Count. On me. You can count on me. No, I'm the reliable type.

Oma:
Do you know who your friends are?

Tully:
Anytime you need anything, you just come and see me.

Oma:
These others, I wouldn't ask the time of day.

Tully:
They wouldn't give it to you.

Oma:
You know something? You're the only sonofabitch worth sh*t in this place.

Tully:
I appreciate that. I mean, because there is something I really like about you.

Oma:
I like you, too.

Tully:
To us.

Oma:
Let's get out of this joint.

Tully:
Let's go somewhere else.