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Lepke: Now everybody in town is gonna pay!
Lepke: Call Bernice. Tell her I'm gonna be a little late for dinner.
Mr. Meyer: My daughter is a whore, that's what. You were bought by the fur, the jewelry, the presents. You're a whore. A filthy whore!
Bernice: Papa, I wish I was. I wish I was a whore. Then I could walk out of here with you. But I can't. I just can't leave him Papa. I love him!
Lepke: You know, we could do with better movies. How about a nice love story or something, instead of this gangster shit?
Lepke: If I was a wop, you wouldn't frisk me.
Lucky Luciano: They're gonna fry you in the chair. Nice and slow, and I'm gonna enjoy it.