Carmine Quotes

Bruce Wayne: Don't turn around. You're a good cop, one of the few.
Jim Gordon: What do you want?
Bruce Wayne: Carmine Falcone brings in shipments of drugs every week, no one brings him down, why?
Jim Gordon: He's paid up with the right people.
Bruce Wayne: What will it take to bring him

down?
Jim Gordon: Leverage on Judge Faden, and a DA brave enough to prosecute.
Bruce Wayne: Rachel Dawes.
Jim Gordon: Who are you?
Bruce Wayne: Watch for my sign.
Jim Gordon: You're just one man?
Bruce Wayne: Now we're two.
Jim

Gordon: We?

Rachel Dawes: You really think a man who butchers people for the mob doesn't belong in prison?
Dr. Jonathan Crane: Well, I would hardly have testified to that otherwise, would I?
Rachel Dawes: This is the *third* of Carmine Falcone's thugs you've had declared insane and moved into your asylum.
Dr. Jonathan

Crane: The work offered by organized crime must have an attraction to the insane.
[starts to walk away]
Rachel Dawes: [calling after him] ... Or the corrupt!
Dr. Jonathan Crane: [to Rachel's boss] Mr. Finch. I think you should check with Miss Dawes here just what implications your office has authorized her to make. If any.

Rachel Dawes: Bruce, I don't suppose there's any way to convince you not to come.
Bruce Wayne: Someone at this proceeding should stand for my parents.
Rachel Dawes: We all loved your parents, Bruce. What Chill did is unforgivable.
Bruce Wayne: Then why is your boss letting him go?
Rachel

Dawes: In prison, he shared a cell with Carmine Falcone, he learned things and he will testify in exchange for early parole.
Bruce Wayne: Rachel, this man killed my parents. I cannot let that pass. And I need you to understand that, please.

Carmine Rosato: We're all very happy about your decision, Frankie. You're not going to regret it!
Frank Pentangeli: I don't like this C-note, Rosato. I take that as an insult.
Tony Rosato: [wraps a garrote around Pentangeli's neck] Michael Corleone says "Hello"!
[drags Pentangeli to a back room and with the help of two

"buttonmen" tries to shove him into a closet]
Tony Rosato: [shouts] Get his head in! Close the fuckin' door!
Carmine Rosato: [a cop walks into the bar] Your friend, the cop, what the f...
Policeman: Hey, Rich, it's dark in here. You open or closed?
Bartender: Hey, I just came in to clean up a little,

you know? What's wrong?
Policeman: [noticing Pentangeli] Is that something on the floor?
Bartender: [Carmine starts to pull a gun on the officer] Carmine, No! Not here! Not a cop! Let him go!
Carmine Rosato: ANTHONY!
[as the cop starts to draw his billy club, Tony and the buttonmen run out of the back room and shove the

cop into a booth, then grab Carmine and rush him out the door, followed by the cop, his gun drawn]
Tony Rosato: [to the policeman] You open your fuckin' mouth, I'll blow your head off!
[a gunfight erupts in the street as the Rosato Brothers try to escape]

Irving Rosenfeld: [Rosalyn has accidentally destroyed their new microwave] I told you not to put metal in the science oven, what did you do that for?
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Don't make such a big deal! Just get another one.
Irving Rosenfeld: I don't want another one, want the one that Carmine gave me.
Rosalyn

Rosenfeld: [mocking] Oh, Carmine! I want the one that Carmine gave me! Carmine! Carmine!
[serious]
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Why don't you just marry Carmine? Get a little gold microwave and put it on a chain around your neck! You wanna be more like Carmine? Why don't you build something, like he does? Instead of all your empty deals; they're just like your fuckin'

science oven. You know, I read that it takes all of the nutrition out of our food! It's empty, just like your deals. Empty! Empty!
Irving Rosenfeld: Listen to this bullshit.
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: It's not bullshit! I read it in an article, look: By Paul Brodeur.
[hands Irving the article]
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Bring something

into this house that's gonna take all the nutrition out of our food and then light our house on fire? Thank God for me.

[last lines]
Irving Rosenfeld: We took down some very big guys. Some of whom, they were just doing business as usual, helping their communities or their states, but some of them knew they had larceny in their blood, and they even admitted it. But in all, it was six congressmen, one United States senator, and my friend Carmine Polito. We gave the two million back, so that

Carmine got a reduced sentence, 18 months. The loss of his friendship would haunt me the rest of my life. When the story was written, Richie DiMaso's name was never mentioned. Syd and I, we moved in together. Rosalyn? She would always be interesting. Our conning days were behind us. You can fool yourself for just so long, that your next reinvention you better have your damn feet on the ground. We

got a loan from a bank and were able to go gallery-legitimate. The art of survival, is a story that never ends.

Irving Rosenfeld: I'm going out for dinner with Carmine and the wives out in Camden.
Richie DiMaso: Who?
Irving Rosenfeld: Carmine, and myself, and the wives.
Richie DiMaso: What? Without me?
Irving Rosenfeld: He doesn't like you, what do you want from me? I got him to take the money,

you got him on tape, I mean, I can't make him like you. I did my job.