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Coccotti: We're gonna have a little Q&A and at the risk of sounding redundant, please make your answers genuine. You want a Chesterfield? Clifford: No. Coccotti: I have a son of my own. About your boy's age. I can imagine how painful this must be for you. But Clarence and that bitch-whore girlfriend of his brought this all on themselves. I implore you not to go down that road with 'em. You can always take comfort in the fact you never had a choice. Clifford: Look I'd like to help you if I could, but I haven't seen Clarence. Coccotti: You see that? [Holding a clenched fist, then striking Clifford] That smarts, doesn't it? Getting slammed in the nose. Fucks you all up. You get that pain shootin' through your brain, your eyes fill up with water. That ain't any kind of fun, but what I have to offer you, that's as good as it's gonna get. And it won't ever get that good again. We talked to your neighbors. They saw a Cadillac. Purple Cadillac. Clarence's purple Cadillac, parked in front of your trailer yesterday. Mr. Worley, you seen your son? Clifford: I seen him. Coccotti: I can't be sure of how much of what he told you, so in the chance you're in the dark about some of this, let me shed some light. That whore your boy hangs around with, her pimp is an associate of mine, and I don't just mean pimpin', in other affairs he works for me in a courier capacity. Well, apparently, that dirty little whore found out when we're gonna do some business, 'cause your son, the cowboy, and his flame, came in the room blazin', and didn't stop 'till they were pretty sure everybody was dead. Clifford: What are you talkin' about? Coccotti: Talkin' about a massacre. They snatched my narcotics, hightailed it outta there. Woulda got away with it, but your son, fuckhead that he is, left his driver's license in the dead guy's hand. [laughing] Clifford: You know, I don't believe you. Coccotti: That's of minor importance, what is of major fucking importance is that I believe you. Where'd they go? Clifford: On their honeymoon. Coccotti: I'm getting angry asking the same question a second time. Where did they go? Clifford: They didn't tell me. Now you just wait a minute and listen to me. I haven't seen Clarence in three years. He shows up yesterday with a young girl, sayin' that he got married. He ask uh for uh some quick cash to go on a honeymoon, he asked if he could borrow five hundred dollars. I felt like helping him so I wrote him out a check. We went to breakfast in the morning and that's the last I saw of him. So help me God. They never thought to tell me where they were goin'. And I never thought to ask. [Henchmen cuts Clifford's hand and pours alcohol on the wound. Clifford cries out.] Coccotti: You know, Sicilians are great liars. The best in the world. I'm Sicilian. My father was the world heavyweight champion of Sicilian liars. From growin' up with him I learned the pantomime. There are seventeen different things a guy can do when he lies to give himself away. A guy's got seventeen pantomimes. A woman's got twenty, a guy's got seventeen. But if you know 'em like ya know your own face, they beat lie detectors all to hell. Now, what we got here is a little game of show and tell. You don't wanna show me nothin'. But you're tellin' me everything. I know you know where they are. So tell me, before I do some damage you won't walk away from. Clifford: Could I have one of those Chesterfields now? Coccotti: Sure. Clifford: You got a match? Oh wait no no, don't bother. I got one.

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