-Carmela: Oh, yeah? Were you unprepared, as usual? -Tony: Yeah. As usual.Yeah, Mr. Mol. I wonder where he is now. -Carmela: He wasn't such a bad guy.
-Tony: A bad guy? No.
-Carmela: He actually took an interest in you. -Tony: A lot of that was bullshit. It was just his way of keeping me from causing trouble. Make his life easier.
-Evelyn: I told you about my supervisor checking my work and nobody else's. I wonder why.
-Janice: Because you're a minority.
-Evelyn: Exactly. That's why I'm in here.
-Janice: Uh huh.
-Interventor: You seem angry about Evelyn's problem.
-Janice: It makes me mad.
-Interventor: It doesn't make you mad.You make you mad.
-Janice: I come from a biased family, but I was different. I put all my faith and my hopes... into the civil rights movement.I left home, and I marched. And for what? So they could ride around in their SUVs, blasting that rap shit?And you can't say anything because they might have guns?
-Little Carmine: The point I am trying to illustrate is that of course no one wants all-out conflict. But historically, historical changes have come out of war.
- Mr Wegler: It's a first edition.Well, Modern Library's first edition.
-Carmela:Thank you. That is so sweet. Honestly, though, I don't know. The story's very slow.Nothing really happens.I think he could've said what he has to say with a lot less words.
- Mr Wegler: Outside nothing happens. But inside she has these extremes of boredom and exhilaration. You should try it again.
-Carmela: And what a wonderful thing to have in a den.
- Mr Wegler: You know, you look really beautiful in this light.
-Carmela: I don't do this a lot.
- Mr Wegler: Do what?
-Carmela: Sitting in a car, with a man, not really knowing what to do, or if I should at all. And feeling like some teenager which was, believe it or not... I have to tell you.I haven't been with anyone.
- Mr Wegler: You're a virgin? This is my lucky night.
- Christopher: What do you want from me? I guess I believe you. - Tony: All right. You threw food at Vito. That's got to be resolved.
- Christopher: He was fucking laughing, which was wrong. But at this point now, it don't make no difference. Even if it wasn't true, it's what people think.
-A.J: We were just screwing around. -Tony: What'd you say to your mother?
-Carmela: Tony...
-Tony: What did you say?
-A.J: I said the "F" word. -Tony: You're finished. You're never gonna drive that car till you're 45 years old. I'm selling it tomorrow! -A.J: She wouldn't let me talk, I was trying to tell her what happened.
-Carmela: Oh see, it's my fault.
-Tony: All right, let's hear it.
-A.J: Well, I was gonna go to Meadow's but there weren't any cabs. I didn't think you'd want me standing in the street at 11:30 at night.We were right by the hotel. -Tony: Enough of your lying.
-A.J: I am not lying!
-Tony: Look at your face! If you've got some kind of sexual proclivity with that teacher or whatever, now is the time to tell us! What went on up there? Poppers and weird sex?