Standing Still With Nothing in My Way Letting Me Go So I Can Find Myself Again

Goodfellas is a 1990 motion-picture show near the rising and fall of three gangsters, spanning three decades.

Directed by Martin Scorsese. Written by Nicholas Pileggi and Martin Scorsese, based on Pileggi's book, Wiseguy: Life in a Mafia Family unit.

Three Decades of Life in the Mafia.taglines

Henry Hill [edit]

• As far back equally I tin can recall, I always wanted to exist a gangster. To me, being a gangster was better than being President of the U.s.. Fifty-fifty earlier I first wandered into the cabstand for an afterwards-schoolhouse task, I knew I wanted to be a part of them. It was there that I knew that I belonged. To me, it meant being somebody in a neighborhood that was full of nobodies. They weren't similar anybody else. I mean, they did any they wanted. They double-parked in front of a hydrant and nobody always gave them a ticket. In the summer when they played cards all night, nobody always chosen the cops.
• Paulie might've moved tiresome, but it was only because Paulie didn't accept to motion for everyone.
• He knew what went on at that cab stand up, and every in one case in a while I'd take to take a beating. But by and so I didn't care. The style I saw it everybody takes a beating sometime.
• Hundreds of guys depended on Paulie and he got a piece of everything they made. And it was tribute, only similar in the erstwhile land, except they were doing it here in America. And all they got from Paulie was protection from other guys looking to rip them off. And that'due south what it'south all nearly. That's what the FBI could never sympathise. That what Paulie and the organization does is offer protection for people who can't get to the cops. That's it. That's all. They're like the police force department for wiseguys.
• One day some of the kids from the neighborhood carried my mother's groceries all the way home. You know why? It was outta respect.
• For us to live whatsoever other fashion was nuts. Uh, to us, those goody-good people who worked shitty jobs for bum paychecks and took the subway to piece of work every day and worried almost their bills were expressionless. I hateful they were suckers. They had no balls. If we wanted something, nosotros just took information technology. If anyone complained twice they got hit then bad, believe me, they never complained again.
• At present the guy's got Paulie as a partner. Whatsoever issues, he goes to Paulie. Trouble with the pecker? He can go to Paulie. Trouble with the cops, deliveries, Tommy, he can call Paulie. But now the guy's gotta come up up with Paulie's money every week, no matter what. Business bad? "Fuck you, pay me." Oh, you had a fire? "Fuck you lot, pay me." Place got striking by lightning, huh? "Fuck you, pay me." Also, Paulie could practise anything. Particularly run up bills on the articulation's credit. And why not? Nobody's gonna pay for it anyway. And every bit soon as the deliveries are made in the front door, you move the stuff out the back and sell it at a disbelieve. You take a two hundred dollar example of booze and y'all sell it for a hundred. Information technology doesn't matter. It'south all turn a profit. And then finally, when in that location'south nothing left, when you can't borrow another cadet from the banking company or purchase another instance of booze, yous bosom the joint out. You light a match.
• For almost of the guys, killings got to exist accepted. Murder was the only way that everybody stayed in line. Yous got out of line, yous got whacked. Everybody knew the rules. But sometimes, even if people didn't get out of line, they got whacked. I mean, hits just became a habit for some of the guys. Guys would get into arguments over zero and before you lot knew it, one of them was dead. And they were shooting each other all the time. Shooting people was a normal thing. Information technology was no large bargain. We had a serious problem with Billy Batts. This was really a touchy matter. Tommy'd killed a fabricated guy. Batts was part of the Gambino crew and was considered untouchable. Before you lot could touch a made guy, y'all had to have a practiced reason. Y'all had to take a sitdown, and you better get an okay, or you'd be the ane who got whacked.
• Saturday night was for wives, but Fri night at the Copa was ever for the girlfriends.
• See, you know when you recollect of prison, yous get pictures in your mind of all those onetime movies with rows and rows of guys behind confined...But it wasn't similar that for wiseguys. It really wasn't that bad. Excepting that I missed Jimmy. He was doing his time in Atlanta...I mean, everybody else in the articulation was doing existent time, all mixed together, living like pigs. But we lived alone. And we owned the joint.
• [later the Lufthansa heist] It made him sick to have to turn money over to the guys who stole information technology. He'd rather whack 'em. Anyhow, what did I care? I wasn't asking for annihilation and besides, Jimmy was making overnice money with me through my Pittsburgh connections. [showing a montage of dead gangsters] But still, months after the robbery they were finding bodies all over. [police force environment a truck, open it to run across a expressionless man hanging on a hook like a meat husk] When they found Carbone in the meat truck, he was frozen and then stiff it took them two days to thaw him out for the autopsy.
• You lot know, we ever called each other goodfellas. Like you lot said to, uh, somebody, "You're gonna like this guy. He's all right. He's a proficient fella. He's one of u.s.a.." Y'all understand? Nosotros were goodfellas. Wiseguys. Just Jimmy and I could never exist made because we had Irish claret. Information technology didn't even thing that my mother was Sicilian. To get a member of a crew you lot've got to be one hundred per cent Italian so they can trace all your relatives back to the former country. Run across, it'southward the highest honor they can requite y'all. It means yous belong to a family and crew. It ways that nobody tin can fuck around with you. It also means yous could fuck around with anybody just as long as they aren't too a fellow member. It's similar a license to steal. Information technology's a license to practice annihilation. As far as Jimmy was concerned with Tommy being made, information technology was similar we were all being made. We would now take one of our own as a member.
• [near Tommy'due south murder] Information technology was revenge for Billy Batts, and a lot of other things. And there was zip that nosotros could exercise about it. Batts was a made homo and Tommy wasn't. And nosotros had to sit notwithstanding and take it. It was amidst the Italians. It was real greaseball shit. They even shot Tommy in the face so his mother couldn't requite him an open up coffin at the funeral.
• For a second, I thought I was dead, but when I heard all the dissonance I knew they were cops. Only cops talk that way. If they had been wiseguys, I wouldn't have heard a thing. I would've been dead.
• If you're part of a coiffure, nobody e'er tells you that they're going to kill you. It doesn't happen that way. There weren't whatever arguments or curses like in the movies. So your murderers come with smiles. They come up as your friends, the people who have cared for you all of your life, and they ever seem to come up at a time when you're at your weakest and most in need of their help.
• It was piece of cake for all of u.s. to disappear. My house and cars were either registered in the name of my wife or my mother-in-law. My commuter's license and social security number were phony. I never voted; never paid taxes. My birth certificate, arrest sheet, and my service record from the Army were all that existed to prove to the authorities I was e'er alive.
• Encounter, the hardest thing for me was leaving the life. I still love the life. And we were treated like movie stars with muscle. We had it all, just for the asking. Our wives, mothers, kids, everybody rode along. I had paper bags filled with jewelry stashed in the kitchen. I had a sugar basin full of coke next to the bed. Annihilation I wanted was a phone call away. Free cars. The keys to a dozen hideout flats all over the city. I'd bet twenty, xxx grand over a weekend and then I'd either blow the winnings in a week or go to the sharks to pay back the bookies. Didn't matter. It didn't mean anything. When I was bankrupt I would go out and rob some more. Nosotros ran everything. We paid off cops. Nosotros paid off lawyers. We paid off judges. Everybody had their hands out. Everything was for the taking. And now information technology'south all over. And that's the hardest function. Today, everything is unlike. There's no activeness. I take to expect effectually like anybody else. Can't fifty-fifty become decent food. Correct after I got here, I ordered some spaghetti with marinara sauce and I got egg noodles and ketchup. I'g an average nobody. I become to live the remainder of my life similar a schnook.

Karen Loma [edit]

• Ane nighttime, Bobby Vinton sent us champagne. In that location was cipher like it. I didn't think there was annihilation strange in any of this. You know, a xx-ane-year-quondam child with such connections. He was an exciting guy. He was really prissy. He introduced me to everybody. Everybody wanted to be nice to him. And he knew how to handle it.
• I know there are women, similar my all-time friends, who would have gotten out of there the minute their swain gave them a gun to hide. But I didn't. I gotta acknowledge the truth. It turned me on.
• Well, we weren't married to nine-to-five guys, but the first time I realized how unlike was when Mickey had a hostess party. They had bad skin and wore too much brand-upward. I mean, they didn't look very good. They looked beat-up. And the stuff they wore was thrown together and cheap. A lot of pant suits and double knits. And they talked virtually how rotten their kids were and about beating them with broom handles and leather belts. But that the kids still didn't pay whatever attention...After a while, it got to be all normal. None of it seemed like crimes. Information technology was more like Henry was enterprising and that he and the guys were making a few bucks hustling, while the other guys were sitting on their asses waiting for hand-outs. Our husbands weren't encephalon surgeons. They were bluish-neckband guys. The only way they could make extra coin, existent extra money, was to get out and cut a few corners...We were all so very shut. I mean, there were never whatsoever outsiders around. Admittedly never. And being together all the time made everything seem all the more than normal.
• We always did everything together and we e'er were in the same crowd. Anniversaries, christenings. We simply went to each other's houses. The women played cards, and when the kids were born, Mickey and Jimmy were e'er the first at the hospital. And when we went to the Islands or Vegas to vacation, we always went together. No outsiders, ever. It got to be normal. Information technology got to where I was fifty-fifty proud that I had the kind of husband who was willing to get out and risk his neck just to get united states of america the piffling extras.
• But still I couldn't hurt him. How could I injure him? I couldn't even bring myself to leave him. The truth was that no affair how bad I felt I was nonetheless very attracted to him. Why should I requite him to someone else? Why should she win?

Dialogue [edit]

Jimmy: [To young Henry, after he gets cleared in court] Congratulations, here's your graduation present [Puts money in Henry's pocket]

Henry: For what? I got pinched.

Jimmy: Hey, everybody gets pinched, but you did information technology right. You lot told 'em nix and they got nothing.

Henry: I thought yous'd be mad.

Jimmy: I'thousand not mad, I'thou proud of ya. You took your outset pinch similar a human, and yous learned the two most important things in life. Y'all listenin'? Never rat on your friends, and Ever continue your mouth close. [Gives Henry an appreciating low-cal slap on the cheek and leads him out of the courtroom. Outside, Paulie and many of the other gangsters are waiting for him.]

Paulie: Hey, you broke yer scarlet! [The other gangsters cheer and congratulate Henry]

---

Henry: Y'all're a pistol! You lot're really funny. Y'all're really funny!

Tommy: What exercise you mean I'm funny?

Henry: It's funny, you know. It's a good story, it'southward funny, y'all're a funny guy!

Tommy: [dangerously] What practice y'all mean? You mean the mode I talk? What?

[Everyone becomes quiet]

Henry: It'due south just, you lot know, you lot're merely funny. It's funny, the way you tell the story and everything.

Tommy: Funny how? I mean, what's funny virtually information technology?

Anthony: Tommy, no, you got it all wrong —

Tommy: Oh, oh, Anthony. He's a big boy, he knows what he said. [to Henry] What did ya say? Funny how?

Anthony: You lot're right.

Henry: Just —

Tommy: What?

Henry: Merely, ya know, you're funny.

Tommy: You lot mean, allow me understand this, 'cause, ya know maybe it's me, I'thou a little fucked up perhaps, but I'm funny how? I mean funny like I'm a clown? I amuse you? I make you laugh, I'm hither to fuckin' amuse y'all? What do you mean funny? Funny how? How am I funny?

Henry: Simply... you know, how you tell the story — what?

Tommy: No, no, I don't know. Y'all said it! How do I know? You said I'm funny. How the fuck am I funny? What the fuck is so funny near me?! Tell me, tell me what's funny!

[Long pause]

Henry: Go the fuck out of here, Tommy!

[Everyone laughs]

Tommy: Ya motherfucker! I almost had him, I almost had him! You stuttering prick, you! Frankie, was he shaking? I wonder about you sometimes, Henry. Yous may fold nether questioning!

---

Karen: [narrating] Later on awhile, it got to be all normal. None of it seemed like crime. It was more similar Henry was enterprising, and that he and the guys were making a few bucks hustling, while all the other guys were sitting on their asses, waiting for handouts. Our husbands weren't brain surgeons, they were bluish-collar guys. The only fashion they could make actress money, real extra coin, was to go out and cut a few corners.

[Cuts to Henry and Tommy hijacking a truck]

Tommy: Where'due south the strongbox, you fuckin' varmint?!

Karen: [narrating] We were all and so very close. I mean, there were never whatever outsiders effectually. Admittedly never. And being together all the time made everything seem all the more normal.

---

Karen: [narrating, at a makeup party with other wives] It was crude seeing the wives of other gangsters. They did not take care of themselves; they looked beat up and their faces were caked with makeup. Most of the fourth dimension was spent talking almost how rotten their kids were; how they decked them or whipped them with electrical wiring and the kids still wouldn't pay attention. [afterwards in her bedroom] I don't call back I can exercise it, Henry.

Henry: Do what?

Karen: This whole matter. Jeannie said her husband was sent to jail. God forbid, what if that happened to you?

Henry: Bet she didn't tell you why her husband went there?

Karen: How come?

Henry: To become abroad from Jeannie! Karen, when it comes to the Mafia no one goes to jail unless they desire to. We beat the organisation and I got it all figured out. I am organized; I got my shit together. Yous know who goes to jail? Nigger stickup men. Know why they get caught? Because they fall asleep in the getaway auto.

---

Tommy: Simply don't go bustin' my balls, Baton, okay?

Billy: Hey, Tommy, if I was gonna suspension your balls, I'd tell yous to go home and get your shine box. [To his friends] Now this kid, this kid was smashing. They, they used to call him Spitshine Tommy. I swear to God! At present he'd make your shoes await similar fuckin' mirrors. 'Scuse my language. He was terrific, he was the best. He fabricated a lot of coin, too. Salud, Tommy!

Tommy: No more shines, Billy.

Baton: What?

Tommy: I said no more than shines. Mayhap yous didn't hear nearly it, you've been abroad a long time; they didn't get upwards at that place and tell you. I don't shine shoes anymore.

Billy: Relax, volition ya? You flipped right out, what's got into y'all? I'm breakin' your balls a little bit, that's all. I'm only kiddin' with ya.

Tommy: Sometimes you don't sound like yous're kidding, y'all know? There'southward a lotta people around...

Billy: Tommy, I'yard only kiddin' with yous. Nosotros're having a party and I just came home, and I haven't seen yous in a long fourth dimension, and I'm breakin' your assurance, and right abroad y'all're getting fuckin' fresh. I'one thousand sad, I didn't mean to offend you.

Tommy: I'one thousand sorry too. It's okay. No trouble.

Billy: Okay, salud. [moment of silence equally he takes a drink] Now go habitation and get ya fuckin' shinebox!

Tommy: [smashes his glass in anger] Motherfuckin' mutt! You, you fuckin' piece of shit...! [Henry and Jimmy restrain him]

Baton: [taunting] Yeah, aye, yeah, come on, come on! Come on! Allow him go!

Tommy: Henry, he bought his fucking push button! That simulated one-time tough guy! You lot bought your fucking button! Continue that motherfucker hither, keep him here! [leaves]

---

Tommy: Spider, that bandage on your foot is bigger than your fucking head. Next affair y'all know he'll have 1 of these fucking walkers. Simply you can even so dance. Requite us a couple of fucking steps, Spider. You fucking bullshitter, you. Tell the truth. Yous desire sympathy, is that right, sweetie?

Spider: Why don't you go fuck yourself, Tommy?

[Everyone, but Tommy, laughs]

Jimmy: I didn't hear right. I can't believe what I heard. [giving Spider cash] This is for you lot. I got respect for this kid, he's got a lot of fucking assurance. Good for y'all! Don't take no shit off nobody! A guy shoots him in the foot, he tells him to go fuck himself. Tommy, you lot gonna let this fucking punk go away with that? What'southward this world coming to?

Tommy: [standing and shooting Spider] That's what the fucking world'south coming to, how do ya like that? How'southward that?

Henry: What is wrong with you?!

Jimmy: What is the fucking matter with you?! What, are yous stupid or what?! I was kidding with yous. Are you a sick bedlamite?

Tommy: How practise I know you lot're kidding? Yous breaking my fucking balls?!

Jimmy: I'k fucking kidding with y'all, you fucking shoot the guy?!

Henry: [inspecting Spider on the floor] He's dead.

Tommy: [after a cursory silence] I'm a good shot, what do you lot desire from me?

Anthony: How could you miss at this altitude?

Tommy: Y'all got a problem with what I did, Anthony? Fucking rat, anyway. His family unit'southward all rats, he'd have grown upwards to be a rat.

Jimmy: Stupid bounder, I can't fucking believe y'all. Now, you're gonna dig the fucking matter at present. You're gonna dig the pigsty. I got no fucking lime, you're gonna do it.

Tommy: Fine! I'll dig the fucking hole, I don't give a fuck. What is it, the commencement hole I ever dug? I'll fucking dig the pigsty. Where are the shovels?

---

Paulie: [well-nigh Henry's cheating] Karen came to the house. She's very upset. This is no good; you gotta straighten this out. We gotta have calm.

Jimmy: We don't know what she'll practise.

Paulie: She'due south hysterical. Very excited. She's wild. And yous got to accept information technology easy. You lot got children. I'thousand non proverb go dorsum to her this minute, simply yous got to go back. You lot got to go along up appearances.

Jimmy: I got the two of them come to my house every day commiserating, the two of them. I simply can't have it. I tin't do it, Henry. I can't do it. Nobody says you can't practice what you want. We all know that. This is what it is. Nosotros know what it is. You lot have to practice what's right. Yous have to go home to the family unit. You got to go home, okay? Look at me. You got to go home. Smarten upwards.

Paulie: I'll talk to Karen. I'll straighten this out. I know just what to say to her. I'll say you'll become back to her and it'll be like when you lot first got married. I'll romance her. Information technology'll be cute. I know how to talk to her, especially to her. In the meantime, Jimmy and Tommy were going to Tampa this weekend. Instead you go with Jimmy.

Jimmy: You come with me.

Paulie: Accept a good time. Sit in the sun. Take a few days off.

Jimmy: We'll have a practiced fourth dimension.

Paulie: After that, you'll become back to Karen. There'southward no other way. No divorce. We're not animoli.

Jimmy: No divorce. She'll never divorce him. She'll kill him, but not divorce him. [they express joy]

---

Karen and her children are visiting Henry in jail

Guard: Mrs. Colina, this way. Sign this book, please.

Karen signs ledger but something catches her center

Proper name of Inmate: Henry Hill

Proper noun of Visitor: Janice Rossi

Visitor's center

Karen: I saw her, Henry.

Henry: What are you talking most?

Karen: I saw her proper name in the register.

Henry: Jesus Christ.

Karen: You want her to visit yous? Let her stay upward all dark, crying and writing letters to the parole lath.

Henry: What am I doing here? Where am I? I'm in jail. I can't finish people from coming to meet me.

Karen: Good. Let her sneak this stuff every calendar week. [Karen dangles a bag of illegal drugs in front him] Let her fight these bastards every calendar week!

Henry: Look what you're doing! Stop it!

Karen: I'thou sorry. Let her sneak this shit in for you.

Henry: Will you terminate it, Karen? Volition y'all stop it?

Karen: Let her practice it! Let her do it!

Henry: STOP IT!!!

[Kids react to anger; Karen starts to sob]

Karen: Nobody is helping me. I am all lonely. Belle and Morrie are broke. I asked your friend Remo for the money that he owes you, and you know what he told me? He told me to take my kids down to the police force station and get on welfare.

Henry: Karen, It's going to be okay.

Karen: Yep? Even Paulie, since he got out, I've never seen him. I never run across everyone anymore.

Henry: Information technology's just you and me. That'due south what happens when you go away. I told you that we're on our own. Forget everybody else. Forget Paulie. As long as he's on parole, he doesn't want anybody doing anything.

Karen: I can't do information technology.

Henry: Yes, you lot tin can. Karen, Mind to me. All I need is for you lot to bring me this stuff. I got a guy in hither from Pittsburgh who'll help me movement it. Believe me, in a calendar month we're gonna be fine. We won't need anybody.

Karen: I'one thousand agape. I'm agape if Paulie finds out...

Henry: Or I just say, Don't worry about him. He is not helping usa out. Is he putting any food on the tabular array? We've gotta help each other. We've just gotta-- Listen, We've gotta exist actually careful while nosotros practice information technology.

Karen: I don't desire to hear a word about her anymore, Henry.

Henry: Never.

---

Henry has just been released from prison

Henry's Children: Daddy! Are you out for good? Are you lot coming to my recital? Hither is a picture I drew!

Henry takes a look at the low-hire tenement his married woman and kids are looking in and reacts with cloy

Henry: Karen, become packed. We are moving out. I am going to Pittsburgh tommorow.

Karen: What? You have a meeting with your parole officer tommorow.

Henry: Don't worry, they owe me $15,000. Who wants to go to Uncle Paulie's?

Children cheer. Cut to Paulie'south house where people have a big dinner. Later Paulie speaks to Henry in private

Paulie: I do not want whatever more of that shit.

Henry: I accept no idea what's going on here.

Paulie: I hateful the drugs! I exercise not want any more of that junk.

Henry: Paulie, why would I desire to get mixed up in that?

Paulie: Just don't do it. I am not talking most what you lot did in the tin. You go a pass for that. In in that location you had to do what y'all had to do to back up your family. I am talking nearly here and now. I do not want to end up like Gribbs. Gribbs got xx years simply for proverb adept morning to some scuzz who was selling junk backside his back! Gribbs is 70 years one-time; the poor man is going to dice in prison. So I am alarm everyone, it could exist my son, it could be anyone.

[Cut to Henry making cocaine]

Henry: [voiceover] Information technology took me 2 weeks of sneaking the stuff effectually, only when I did, it was a real score. In a month I had a downwards payment on my house and things were rolling. I knew as long as the greenbacks kept rolling in; Paulie would never find out.

---

Henry: [sniveling] Paulie, I am actually sorry.

Paulie: You fucked up good. You looked me in the centre and treated me similar shit; like I was nobody.

Henry: I couldn't come to you; non later what you said to me. I was ashamed then; I am ashamed now. I swear on my kids, I am make clean. Only I got nowhere else to become. I could actually utilize some help now.

Paulie: Take this.

[Paulie pulls a wad of cash out of his pocket and hands it to Henry]

Henry: Thank you lot.

Paulie: And at present I have to turn my back on you. There is no other fashion.

Henry: [narrating] My advantage for a lifetime of service to Paulie: $3,200. It was not even enough to pay for my casket.

---

Henry enters a diner

Henry{as narrator}: I got in that location xv minutes early, Jimmy was already there waiting for me.

Jimmy: All my life I said, do not talk on the phone. Now you see why? Practise non worry, I retrieve y'all stand a adept chance of beating this instance.

Jimmy: In that location was a kid we knew, turned out to be a rat.

Henry: Really?

Jimmy: Yep. Found him hiding in Florida. How would you lot feel virtually going with Anthony, accept care of that guy?

[Jimmy slips a message with information. Screen freeze-frames]

Henry: [narrating] Jimmy never asked me to whack a guy before. Now in the midst of all this he is asking me to go to Florida and do a hit with Anthony? [Screen resumes] That is when I knew I would have never returned from Florida live.

Taglines [edit]

• Three Decades of Life in the Mafia.
• "As far back as I tin remember, I've always wanted to be a gangster."—Henry Hill, Brooklyn, N.Y. 1955.
• Murderers come with smiles.
• Shooting people was 'No big deal'.
• In a earth that's powered by violence, on the streets where the violent have power, a new generation carries on an quondam tradition.

Cast [edit]

• Robert De Niro - Jimmy Conway
• Ray Liotta - Henry Hill
• Joe Pesci - Tommy DeVito
• Lorraine Bracco - Karen Hill
• Paul Sorvino - Paul Cicero
• Chuck Low - Morris 'Morrie' Kessler
• Christopher Serrone - Immature Henry Hill
• Frank Sivero - Frankie Carbone
• Tony Darrow - Sonny Bunz
• Frank Vincent - Billy Batts
• Frank Adonis - Anthony Stabile
• Catherine Scorsese - Mrs. DeVito, Tommy'due south Mother
• Gina Mastrogiacomo - Janice Rossi
• Suzanne Shepherd - Karen'south Mother
• Debi Mazar - Sandy
• Kevin Corrigan - Michael Loma
• Charles Scorsese - Vinnie
• Michael Imperioli - Spider
• Tony Sirico - Tony Stacks
• Samuel L. Jackson - Stacks Edwards
• Vincent Pastore - Man with Coat Rack
• Ray DeBenedictis - "Pete"
• Jerry Vale - Himself
• Henny Youngman - Himself

External links [edit]

• Goodfellas quotes at the Net Movie Database
• Goodfellas at Rotten Tomatoes
• Goodfellas at Filmsite.org

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