Boardwalk Empire2010

Lucky Luciano:
There's another 50 in the car. They're ingersolls.

Meyer Lansky:
I wish you would stop with this. We schlep around with a box of watches, what do we look like?

Lucky Luciano:
Fellas who know what time it is.

Meyer Lansky:
Might as well set up a pushcart.

Benny Siegel:
[comes in, surprised] Arnold Rothstein's here.

Meyer Lansky:
We're talking, Benny.

Benny Siegel:
Oh. So I should tell him go f*** a duck?

Lucky Luciano:
Enough with the crazy sh*t already, huh?

Meyer Lansky:
[glancing at Rothstein through the window] Bring him in before he breaks the house. [they scramble to look presentable] A.R., did you come to sit in?

Lucky Luciano:
You know you're always welcome.

Arnold Rothstein:
I'm afraid those sharpers out there'd fleece me. Owing to his present difficulties, I've made a deal with Nucky Thompson. He'll be offloading his liquor shipments in Philadelphia. Waxey Gordon will ensure safe arrival. The route to Atlantic city will be my responsibility.

Meyer Lansky:
And you'd like us to recruit the muscle?

Arnold Rothstein:
I would like you to be the muscle.

Lucky Luciano:
A.R., we, uh, got some business going on just now.

Arnold Rothstein:
I can see that. But Mr. Thompson is paying me a premium.

Lucky Luciano:
Anybody could ride shotgun.

Arnold Rothstein:
Until you encounter Indians.

Meyer Lansky:
We're honored by your trust, A.R., and flattered that you would come below 14th street to discuss it personally. Aren't we, Charlie?

Lucky Luciano:
Sure.

Arnold Rothstein:
As it happens, I was down here having dinner with Joe Masseria, who left me with the distinct impression he'd still like both of you dead.

Lucky Luciano:
You broke bread with that prick?

Arnold Rothstein:
We were served a native dish of tripe, which I cannot abide. But I ate it anyway, to keep the peace. Some things, Charlie, you just have to swallow.