Stella Street1997

Roger Moore:
Does your mother like games?

Joe Pesci:
What are you f***ing talking about? Hide the syringe? Golden showers? This is my mother we're talking about, not some f***ing hooker.

Roger Moore:
I thought you wanted a gambling ambiance.

Joe Pesci:
You'll be the one needing a f***ing ambulance, you're gambling with your f***ing life.

Roger Moore:
Well I just thought Joe you might like something cushy and comfortable so that you could relax...

Joe Pesci:
What, to lie down?

Roger Moore:
Yes, if you like...

Joe Pesci:
What, with my mother? You incestuous sick f***. Get the f*** out of my beautiful house, and mind where you f***ing tread.