Continuavano a chiamarlo Trinit

Bounty Hunter:
You got somethin' gnawin' at your conscience, stinkweed? Well, what're you worth? Five hundred?

Trinit?:
Uh, well, not yet. I'm just startin' out. But Judge Fitzpatrick told me that if I keep up like this, I'll be worth a thousand! Right now, I'm up to fifty.

Bounty Hunter:
Fifty bucks? How'd you manage to win that? Stealin' chickens?

Trinit?:
Nah, they was turkeys!

'Farrah' the Mother:
Why didn't you write your Ma?

Trinit?:
'cause I don't know how to write. And you don't know how to read.

The Father:
Yeah, he's got a point, there.

Trinit?:
You leavin', right away?

Bambino:
If you're stayin', yeah.

Trinit?:
Why don't you talk to him, Pa?

The Father:
[to Bambino] Listen: if I was you, I'd drown him, right there in that tub.

Trinit?:
Hey, you ain't gonna take the old geezer up on that are ya? Ma!

The Father:
Listen, boys: the odds are pretty good that this generous old heart of mine is gonna stop tickin', mighty soon. But before I go, I wanna make sure that there's a good price on your heads.

Trinit?:
Aw, listen, Bambino...

Bambino:
Shut up. And don't call me Bambino.

Trinit?:
What do you want me to call you?

Bambino:
Nothin'.

Bambino:
[in a church confession booth] Hey, I'm warnin' you, friend: no rattin' on me, huh?

Abbot:
No, no. Aside from myself, only He shall know.

Bambino:
No! Either it's between you and me, or nothin' doin'!

Bambino:
Why, you! I'll teach you to go around absolvin' people!

Abbot:
May the Lord be with you, sir.

Bambino:
Naw, we know the way.

'Farrah' the Mother:
Aw, let him kick the bucket in peace.

Older monk:
It is Lucifer. Lucifer in person!

Trinit?:
[to Bambino] You know him?

Bambino:
No, I've never heard of him. He sounds like a professional from back East.

Trinit?:
[to Monk] Hmm. Well, this Lucifer or whatever shows up, tell him to go to hell.

Trinit?:
Son of a buzzard.

Trinit?:
Every monk who is a monk, punch a monk who idn't a monk.

Trinit?:
May the good lord...

Bambino:
Put a bullet between your eyes!

Maitre D':
Et voil?! Chasse ? la Magdalene, avec petite oignons, marron saut?s, pomme de terre au petite poivre, champignons saut?s. [Smiles conspicuously] I hope it is to your liking, gentlemen!

Trinit?:
So what's so funny, huh?