You still got time, go back in there and lose their money back to them, and make it look...

Mike McDermott:

[talking on the street, outside Chester Field club]
You're in town for five fucking minutes and you already got a sign on your back Worm:
That fucking Knish rat me out? Come on you've got to stop listening to That guy, he sees all the angles but doesn't have the balls to play any. Mike McDermott:
That guy hasn't had to work in fifteen years Worm:
You don't think that's work? Grinding it out on his leather ass? No thank you. Mike McDermott:
I thought so too now I know what real work is, speaking of which are you going to get a job? Are you going to look? Or you're just going back to printing those credit cards? Are you going away again? Worm:
First of all I wasn't "printing" I was "distributing" its different, second of all I'm never going back there, stop worrying so much. Mike McDermott:
I want you to think long term, be smart every place in Manhattan they all keep books if you get listed as a "mechanic" not only you're going to get the shit kicked out of you you're not going to get a game anywhere in New York, it's just stupid it's bad business. Worm:
This is what I love about you, you think about the big picture. Worm:
But it's not me, I don't play the game straight up then if I lose I find some real work I see a mark I take them down, that's what I do, that's the way I live. Mike McDermott:
I know you're the guy that taught me all the angles but I'm not the one with my nose open right now, I'm going to preach to you, those two guys in there they're not "rabbits" ,Roman and Maurice they're Russian outfit guys, not as bad as KGB but you don't want to be fucking around with those guys. Worm:
Those fake Versace shirts and shit? Mike McDermott:
You still got time, go back in there and lose their money back to them, and make it look good