Officer Doug Penhall : Ey, where's the money?
Bobby : What the heck are you talking about pretty boy?
Officer Doug Penhall : I'm talking about somebody who owes a hundred and sixty dollars for all these pizzas.
Bobby : Hey, look man, what's the matter with you? Come on, we've taken over here!
Officer Doug Penhall : Ask me if I care. I want one sixty. If I don't get it, you guys go hungry.
Bobby : You better give me those pies, man.
Officer Doug Penhall : Forget it.
Ziggie Rothstein : Hey, Bobby. Yo, Bobby, what the heck is going on, man?
Bobby : Mick, come here. Give me a hand with this clown.
Officer Doug Penhall : Hey, essay?
Ziggie Rothstein : Essay? What are you crazy man? Hand over these pizzas, come on.
Officer Doug Penhall : You might as well shoot me, 'cause Tony will if I come back without the dough.
Bobby : Get inside. Come on, move! Move!