Carlito's Way

Carlito's Way quotes

35 total quotes (ID: 685)

Benny Blanco
Carlito Brigante
David Kleinfeld
Gail
Other


Lalin: What do you mean? You didn’t hear? I took a few in the back. When the streets are mad at you she don’t put you in a box, she puts you in one of these things.


Pachanga: Carlito, man, Death Valley out here, man. You know me, I take to the street with any of these Mother****ers, man. But these new kids nowadays, man, they got no respect for human life. They shotgun you just to see you fly up in the air. You’re better off in jail.

Saso: What has happened to you? What are you acting like this for? It doesn’t make sense that you should hate this guy. Because this guy is you, twenty years ago.

Benny Blanco: Mr Brigante, this is the second time you turned me down for a drink. What, you don’t like my champagne?
Carlito: It could be.
Benny Blanco: Maybe, there’s a mis-****ing-understanding. Maybe you don’t remember me, my name...
Carlito: Maybe I don’t give a shit. Maybe I don’t remember the last time I blew my nose either. Who the **** are you, that I should remember you, huh? What, you think you’re like me? You ain’t like me, mother****er. You’re a punk. I’ve been with made people, connected people. Who you been with? Chain-snatchin’, jive-ass, maricon mother****ers. Why don’t you get lost? Go ahead, snatch a purse. Take a ****in’ walk.

Carlito: I’ve been to Norwalk’s office. I heard the tape.
Kleinfeld: That pig.
Carlito: Never give up your friends, Dave, no matter what.

Carlito: Let me deal with Pachanga. He’s my brother.
Saso: He’s your brother? That son of a bitch would kill his mother for money.
Carlito: Most people will.

Carlito: So look at you. You really made something of your life.
Kleinfeld: You put me in business. All my first clients came through you.
Carlito: As I say, you know, top drawer. You’re Top Drawer, Davey.

Stef: Carlito, I see you were talkin’ to Benny Blanco before.
Carlito: Yeah. Benny Blanco from the Bronx.
Stef: They say he’s coming up in the world.
Carlito: Really?
Stef: Hmm, mmm.
Carlito: He’s got a big future if he can live past next week.

Stef: Hey, Carlito, where you been hiding this man, huh? This is one sexy man. He’s an animal. You know that?
Carlito: Faster than a speeding bullet, huh.

Dave is my friend, Gail. I owe him. That’s who I am, That’s what I am, right or wrong. I can’t change that!

Dumb move, man. Dumb move. But it’s like them old reflexes comin’ back. I know what’s supposed to happen now. Benny’s gotta go down. And if I don’t do it, they’re gonna say: “Carlito, he’s flaky, man. Slacked-out. A used-to-be bad guy. Joint got to Carlito.” The street is watchin’. She is watchin’ all the time.

Everything you learned in the neighbourhood, every instinct you’ve got won’t do anything but get you killed!

**** you and your self-righteous code of the goddamned street. Did it pull you out of a thirty-year stint in five years? Did it? No, I did. Did it get you acquitted four ****ing times? No, it didn’t, I did. So **** you, **** the street. Your whole goddamn world’s about this big... ...and there’s only one rule: you save your own ass.

Guys went down, yeah, but it ain’t like, you know, you just decide one day and that’s it. No. You just do what you gotta do to survive. Somehow, you know, you just end up where you are.

Here’s me back on the street. Third Sunday in August. Old Timer’s Day in the barrio. Nothin’ left. Like them old cowboy movies, only instead of tumbleweed and cow dung we got stripped car wrecks and dog shit.