Did you fuck my wife? What? Did you fuck my wife? How do you ask me that? I'm your brother...

Jake La Motta: Did you fuck my wife? Joey LaMotta: What? Jake La Motta: Did you fuck my wife? Joey LaMotta: [pauses] How do you ask me that? I'm your brother and you ask me that? Where do you get you're balls big enough to ask me that? Jake La Motta: You're very smart, Joey. You're giving me a lot of answers, but you ain't giving me the right answer. I'm gonna ask you again: did you or did you not? Joey LaMotta: I'm not gonna answer that. It's stupid. It's a sick question and you're a sick fuck and I'm not that sick that I'm gonna answer it. I'm leaving, If Nora calls tell her I went home. I'm not staying in this nuthouse with you. You're a sick bastard, I feel sorry for you, I really do. You know what you should do? Try a little more fucking and a little less eating, so you won't have problems upstairs in the bedroom and you pick on me and everybody else. You understand me, you fucking wacko? You're cracking up! Fucking screw ball ya!

You really let this girl ruin your life, look at ya. She really did some job on ya, ya know how fuckin' nuts you are? - Look what she did to you! - You fuck my wife? - What?! - You fuck my wife? How could you ask me a question like that? How could you ask me? I'm your brother. You ask me that? Where do you get your balls big enough to ask me that? Just tell me. I'm not answerin' that. I'm not gonna answer that, it's stupid. You're very smart, Joey. You're givin' me all these answers, but you ain't givin' me the right answer. I'm gonna ask ya again. Did you or did you not? I'm not gonna answer. That's a sick question, you're a sick fuck, and I'm not that sick that I'm gonna answer it. I'm not tellin' ya anything. I'm gonna leave. If Lenore calls, tell her I went home. I'm not stayin' in this nuthouse with ya. You're a sick bastard-- I feel sorry for ya, I really do. You know what you should do? Try a little more fuckin' and a little less eatin'. You won't have troubles upstairs in your bedroom, and you won't pick it out on me and everybody else. Ya understand, ya fuckin' wacko? You're crackin' up. Fuckin' screwball, ya. Where were ya? I was at my sister's. Where'd you go after that? - To the movies. - Yeah, what'd you see? Father of the Bride. How come you didn't tell me about the Copa? - Tell you what about it? - You know. How come you didn't tell me about it? Why didn't you tell me about it, huh? I don't know what you're talkin' about. Why didn't you tell me? Did you fuck my brother? - Get off me, you fat pig! - Did you? Did you?