Sonny Black: You know what we do when we find that rat, right, Lefty?
Lefty: 'Could be I found him already.

Sonny Black: [in a bar] You guys think this funny, I'm a skipper now, I got to answer, fifty grand month, kick up to Rusty, every month, one day I'm going to die and I'm going to be here in the same bar with all the same fucking guys, talking about the same fucking scams, never amount to nothing, cause that's how I'll know I'll be sent to fucking hell

Lefty: [to Donnie, sitting on the couch in his home] I got cancer of the prick.


Donnie Brasco: [Joe's kids are giving him the silent treatment, while making them eggs for breakfast] I bet you can't get through breakfast without saying three words
Daughter: [beaming up at him] You lose!

Lefty: [standing outside the club King's Court before it opens] I'm tellin' ya, Donnie... nothin' but nothin' but right.

Tim Curley: [referring to her husband, Joe Pistone] to Maggie, in her home, Standard procedure is that he has to check in with us every day, he might miss a day or two here and there, it was three weeks ago, we can't tell you because we don't know, there's war going on in the mafia family where Joe is undercover, three leaders of a rival faction have been murdered, he's right in
the line of fire, not because he's one of us because he's one of them, who he's close to, they're all the top dogs now, it's not a problem we anticipated, we have got to pull him out

Donnie Brasco: [while carrying bags and coolers onto the boat] Hey Richie, what are you trying to do, get me killed with that fucking suit?
Richard 'Richie' Gazzo: What?
Donnie Brasco: That fucking car, purple fucking car. Don't say the word plotz, you understand?
Richard 'Richie' Gazzo: Yeah, yeah.