The Sopranos1999

Ralphie Cifaretto:
What are you being like this for?

Tracee:
F*** you. Three days you don't call, not even to see how I am.

Ralphie Cifaretto:
Baby, I'm busy. I gotta work! How else am I gonna take care of you when you're nine months pregnant?

Tracee:
Serious?

Ralphie Cifaretto:
Of course I'm serious!

Tracee:
Ralphie, I love you.

Ralphie Cifaretto:
I love you too, baby. Hey, if it's a boy, we'll name him after me. If it's a girl, we'll name it Tracee after you... that way she could grow up to be a cocksuckin' slob just like her mother. Are you out of your f***ing mind?

Tracee:
Guinea motherf***in' piece of sh*t!

Ralphie Cifaretto:
Yeah, that's right. Get it out! Get it out you little whore!