Jimmy Hoffa: You always charge a guy with a gun! With a knife, you run away.
Russell Bufalino: [to Hoffa] You might be demonstrating a failure to show appreciation.
Jimmy Hoffa: Who's gonna be there?
Frank Sheeran: Everybody.
Jimmy Hoffa: Tony, Tony, Tony, Tony, and Tony, huh?
Frank Sheeran: Hello?
Jimmy Hoffa: Is that Frank?
Frank Sheeran: Yes.
Jimmy Hoffa: Hiya, Frank. This is Jimmy Hoffa.
Frank Sheeran: Yeah, yeah. Glad to meet you.
Jimmy Hoffa: Well, glad to meet you, too, even if it's over the phone. I heard you paint houses.
Frank Sheeran: Yes. Yes, sir, I... I do.
Russell Bufalino: If they can whack a President, they can whack a president of a union. You know it and I know it.
Jimmy Hoffa: Who said it?
Frank Sheeran: Don't matter who said it.
Jimmy Hoffa: It matters. Was it Russell?
Frank Sheeran: No.
Jimmy Hoffa: No. Of course it's not Russell. And the little cocksucker from the Miami fiasco? No? Not him? No? Then who?
Frank Sheeran:
I'm gonna tell you. Tony.
Jimmy Hoffa: Tony? Which Tony? They're all named Tony. I mean, what's the matter with Italians that they can only think of one name?
Frank Sheeran: The other Tony.
Jimmy Hoffa: What Tony?
Sally Bugs: What kind of fish?
Chuckie O'Brien: What?
Sally Bugs: What kind of fish?
Chuckie O'Brien: I don't know... The kind you eat? A fish!
Sally Bugs: You don't know what kind?
Chuckie O'Brien: No I don't.
Sally Bugs: Where'd you get
it?
Chuckie O'Brien: What the fuck? A fish place!
Sally Bugs: What so you just go in there and say give me a fish?
Chuckie O'Brien: Pretty much, yeah.
Sally Bugs: You didn't say you want a salmon, you want a haddock, you want a fucking cod?
Chuckie O'Brien: What the fuck does it
matter what kind of fish it was? Why are you so concerned about this fish?
Sally Bugs: I'm just trying to understand how a person can buy a fish, and not know what kind it was.
Chuckie O'Brien: There was a fish waiting for me there. Uh..I didn't ask what kind of fish it was, I'm sorry.
Sally Bugs: So your friend had already
ordered this fish?
Chuckie O'Brien: Right.
Sally Bugs: Because I want to be able to explain this if somebody asks me.
Whispers DiTullio: To tell you the truth, I'm a little concerned.
Frank Sheeran: [narrating] Whenever anybody says they're a little concerned, they're very concerned.
Whispers DiTullio: As a matter of fact, I'm really more than a little concerned.
Frank Sheeran: [narrating] And when they say they're more than
a little concerned, they're desperate.
[from trailer, Frank sits in front of lawyer Bill Buffalino's desk]
Bill Bufalino: Frank... Sheeran. Isn't that right?
Frank Sheeran: Yeah, you said it right.
Bill Bufalino: Uh, under the contract, management can only fire a driver under very specific charges. So, you ever show up late?
Frank Sheeran:
No.
Bill Bufalino: You have any moving violations?
Frank Sheeran: No.
Bill Bufalino: Do you drink on the job?
Frank Sheeran: No.
Bill Bufalino: You ever hit anybody?
Frank Sheeran: ...On the job?
Bill Bufalino: Yeah.
Frank Sheeran: I don't think so.
Bill Bufalino: Alright, then, we have nothing to worry about.
[Frank smiles. Bill taps his pen and looks at Frank in silence]
Bill Bufalino: You know, I don't, uh... I don't care whether you did it or not. That makes no difference to me.
Frank Sheeran: Yeah, I know.
Bill Bufalino: I'm here to defend you. Right?
Frank Sheeran: Right.
[Bill keeps eyeing Frank]
Frank Sheeran: Whaddaya wanna know? You wanna know if I did it or not?
[they both laugh]
[watching news of the Hoffa disappearance]
Frank Sheeran: I should call Jo.
Irene Sheeran: You haven't called Jo yet?
[Frank shakes his head]
Older Peggy Sheeran: Why?
Frank Sheeran: What?
Older Peggy Sheeran: Why?
Frank Sheeran: Why what?
Older Peggy Sheeran: Why haven't you called Jo?
[first lines]
Frank Sheeran: [narrating] When I was young, I thought house painters painted houses. What did I know? I was a working guy. A business agent for Teamster Local 107 out of South Philly.
Frank Sheeran: One of a thousand working stiffs... until I wasn't no more. And then I started painting houses... myself.
Angelo Bruno: You know who owns the Cadillac Linen Service?
Frank Sheeran: Some Jews in the laundry business. That's what they told me.
Angelo Bruno: They own a part of it. Somebody else got an interest in that. You know who?
Frank Sheeran: No.
Angelo Bruno: I do.
Frank
Sheeran: Who?
Angelo Bruno: No, I do. I own the other part. Not I know somebody who owns the other part.