Did they steal the contracts? The fuck you care? "Harriet, I wanna tell you something..."...

Dave Moss: Did they steal the contracts? Ricky Roma: The fuck you care? Shelley Levene: [retelling to Roma his sales deal] "Harriet, I wanna tell you something..." Dave Moss: What's that supposed to mean? Shelley Levene: Will you shut up? I'm telling him something. George Aaronow: [George looks into the main office from Williamson's office] Can we get some coffee? Dave Moss: How're you doing? George Aaronow: Fine. Dave Moss: Uh huh. George Aaronow: If anybody's going out, I could use some coffee. [George returns to Williamson's office and shuts the door] Shelley Levene: [still telling his story] You do get the opportunity. Dave Moss: [to Ricky] The fuck that's supposed to mean? Shelley Levene: You DO get the opportunities, you get it as I get it, as everybody get it. Dave Moss: Rick, that I don't care they stole the contracts? Shelley Levene: Now, I had them on the kitchen and I'm eating their crumb cakes... Dave Moss: What does that mean? Ricky Roma: It means, Dave, you haven't closed a good one in a month! None of my business; you wanna push me to answer you. So, you haven't got a contract to get stolen so far.

A long time. When you die, you're gonna regret the things you don't do. You think you're queer? We're all queer. You think you're a thief? So what? You get befuddled by a middle-class morality? Get shut of it. Shut it out. You cheat on your wife, you did it. Live with it. You fuck little girls, so be it. There's an absolute morality? Maybe. And then what? If you think there is, go ahead, be that thing. Bad people go to hell? Ti don't think so. You think that, act that way. A hell exists on earth? Yes. Ti won't live in it. That's me. Did you ever take a dump, made you feel like you slept for 12 hours? = did I? Yes, = t don't know. Or a piss? Great meals fade in reflection. Everything else gains. Do you know why? 'Cause it's only food. This shit we put in us, keeps us going, it's only food. The great fucks you may have had, what do you remember about 'em? What do I remember? Yeah. Ti don't know. For me, I'm saying what it is, it's probably not the orgasm. Some broad's forearm on your neck, something her eyes did. There was this sound she made. Or it's me in the, I'm telling you, I'm in bed the next day, she brought me cafe au lait, gives me a cigarette, my balls feel like concrete. Eh? What I'm saying, what is our life? Our life is looking forward or it's looking back. That's it. That's our life.