What chance is there that a crazy thing like this might succeed? Don't ask me, ask Max....

[about Max's Reserve Bank job] Carol: What chance is there that a crazy thing like this might succeed? Noodles: Don't ask me, ask Max. Carol: You know as well as I do that this is suicide, pure and simple, for everyone. Noodles: Yeah, well, don't tell me, tell him. You got your own methods. Carol: I tried. He doesn't want to screw anymore. All he thinks about is this job: tear gas, hostages... Now he's gonna do this, and he's gonna do it with or without you! Carol: Noodles, we've never liked each other. We put up with each other for Max. So why don't we get together once... and do something for him. And after that, we can go back to being enemies. Carol: You know... if you were all in jail first... there wouldn't be any bank job. Carol: I got the idea from your friend Max. Noodles: What do you mean? Carol: He laughs at you. He makes fun of you. He says Eve has got you by the balls. Every time you walk past this place, you shit in your pants. You'd do anything for the cops to pick you up, so you wouldn't have to do this. Well then, do it. Do it! Put him in jail. Put him in jail. Not long, just long enough so he can get the idea out of his mind. If you can't stand being away from him, put yourself there too. Better off than being dead. You know what to do. And if you don't, I will.

What chance is there that a crazy thing like this might succeed? Don't ask me, ask Max. You know as well as I do that this is suicide, pure and simple, for everyone. Yeah, well, don't tell me, tell him. You got your own methods. I tried. He doesn't want to screw anymore. All he thinks about is this job. Tear gas, hostages, now he's gonna do this. He's gonna do it with or without you. Noodles, we've never liked each other. We put up with each other for Max. So why don't we get together once and do something for him. And after that... we can go back to being enemies. You know, if you were all in jail first, there wouldn't be any bank job. I got the idea from your friend Max. What do you mean? He laughs at you. He makes fun of you. He says Eve has got you by the balls. Every time you walk past this place, you shit in your pants. You'd do anything for the cops to pick you up so you wouldn't have to do this. Well, then do it. Do it. Put him in jail. Put him in jail. Not long. Just long enough so he can get the idea out of his mind. If you can't stand being away from him, put yourself there too. Better off than being dead. You know what to do. And if you don't, I will. Get out! Take a cab. I'm busy. I got things to do. Get out. Noodles. Make up your mind fast, huh?