Raging Bull1980

Jake:
I heard some things. Did Salvy f*** Vickie?

Joey:
What?

Jake:
Did Salvy f*** Vickie?

Joey:
Now Jack, don't start your sh*t.

Jake:
Joey, I asked ya. Didn't I ask ya to keep an eye on her?

Joey:
And I did keep an eye on her. Yes, I did.

Jake:
How come you give him a beatin'?

Joey:
I told you that. I told you what that was all about. That it had nothin' to do with you. He, he thinks he's a wise guy now.

Jake:
Joey, don't lie to me.

Joey:
I'm not lying.

Jake:
What do I look like to you, huh?

Joey:
Hey, I'm your brother. You're supposed to believe me. Don't you trust me?

Jake:
No, I don't.

Joey:
Oh, you don't? That's nice.

Jake:
I don't trust you when it comes to her. I don't trust nobody. Now tell me what happened.

Joey:
I told you exactly what happened. He got out of line, I slapped him around. Tommy straightened it all out, and it's all over.

Jake:
Don't you give me that look, Joey. I gotta accept your answer, you know. But I'm tellin' you now, if I hear anything, I swear on mother, I'm gonna kill somebody. I'm gonna kill somebody, Joey.

Joey:
Well, go ahead and kill everybody. You're the tough guy. Go kill people. Kill Vickie. Kill Salvy. Kill Tommy Como. Kill me while you're at it, what do I care? You're killin' yourself the way you eat. You're a fat f***. Look at ya.

Jake:
What d'ya mean? I don't understand. What d'ya mean, kill you? You?

Joey:
Me. Kill me. Start here. Kill me first. Do me a f***in' favor, 'cause you're drivin' me crazy.

Jake:
Excuse me, what d'ya mean by "you," though?

Joey:
So? What does that mean? It don't mean nothin'.

Jake:
You don't even know what you meant by "you."

Joey:
Don't mean nothin'.

Jake:
Joey, that meant somethin'. You mentioned Tommy, you mentioned Salvy, you mentioned you. You included "you" with them. You could have said anybody but you said "you" and them.

Joey:
You really let this girl ruin your life. Look at ya. She really did some job on ya. You know how f***in' nuts you are? Look what she did to you.

Jake:
You f***ed my wife?

Joey:
What?

Jake:
You f***ed my wife?

Joey:
How could you ask me a question like that? How could you ask me? I'm your brother. You ask me that? Where do you get your balls big enough to ask me that?

Jake:
Just tell me.

Joey:
I'm not answerin' ya. I'm not gonna answer that. It's stupid.

Jake:
You're very smart, Joey. You give me all these answers, but you ain't givin' me the right answer. I'm askin' ya again. Did you or did you not?

Joey:
I'm not gonna answer. That's a sick question, you're a sick f***, and I'm not that sick that I'm gonna answer it. I'm not tellin' ya anything. I'm going to leave. If Lenore calls, tell her I went home. I'm not stayin' in this nuthouse with ya. You're a sick bastard. I feel sorry for you, I really do. You know what you should do? Try a little more f***in' and a little less eatin'. You won't have troubles upstairs in your bedroom and you won't take it out on me and everybody else. Do you understand, you f***in' wacko? You're crackin' up! F***in' screwball, ya.