i think we that's right, tony. better talk.
no not lately but we can go back to like emilio rebenga, ancient history. like a bunch of whacked indians at the sun-ray motel in miami beach.
are we gonna talk or am i gonna bust your wiseass spit balls, tony baby -- here and now?
 * . yeah, so the news on the street is you're bringing in a lot of yeyo tony.  .that you're no longer a small- time hood, you're public property now, and the supreme court says your privacy can be invaded.
there's an answer to that too.
cx: that's on a monthly basis. every month the same thing. you know how this works, don't you? we tell you who's moving against you, we shake down who you want shaken down, if you have a real problem in a collec- tion, we'll step in for you. i got eight killers with badges working for me. when we hit, it hurts-.-same thing works the other way. you feed me a bust now and then, some new cowboy wants to go into business you let us know -- we like snacks, it looks good on the record.
that's none of our business, tony, (xl we don't cross no lines.
i like the scar. nice. like capone. but you oughta smile more, tony. enjoy yourself. everyday above ground's a good day. he winks and goes. tony sits there brooding on it, eyes flicking back to the dance floor.
always is montana, always is.
i told him it didn't make sense -- cliptiing you when he coulda had you working for us instead. but he got hot tonight, y'know, about the broad. he fucked up.
now wait a minute, montana, don't go too far.
you can't hey, c'mon, what is this? shoot a cop, tony.
i. lemme go, tony, i can fix things up.