— Look at them all.
— There's not been a gathering like this in our lifetime.
— And I owe them all money.
[Holding up a wad of cash]
You're not getting this back. I consider it asshole tax.
— And there's $500 extra in my account.
— Satan's minions at work again!
— You on the Iist?
— No, but I beIieve my friends are.|Perhaps you know them? FrankIin, Grant... and Jackson.
— Oh, like hell. You will have to kill me before I pay you a dime!
— There's an idea.
Jack: — How much do you want?
Dudu: — You decide. I'm doing it because Don Vincenzo is a friend.
Jack: — Is five million all right?
Dudu: — I'd prefer ten.
Maggie: — Because Don Vincenzo is a friend.
Dudu: — Friendship is something very dear.