Carlito's Way

Carlito's Way quotes

35 total quotes (ID: 685)

Benny Blanco
Carlito Brigante
David Kleinfeld
Gail
Other


I’M RELOADED! Come on in here, mother****ers! Come on, I’m waitin’ for ya! You ain’t comin’ in? I’m comin’ out! You’re up against it now, mother****ers! I’m gonna blow your ****in’ brains out! You think you’re big time? You’re gonna ****in’ die big time! You ready? Here comes the pain!


Times have changed. What happened to the miniskirts? Where’s all that marijuana? Now everything is platforms, cocaine, and dances I don’t dance. What a man gotta come to when he loses five years.

This guy, this counsellor in Lewisburg, Mr Seawald, once said to me: “Charlie, you run out of steam. You can’t sprint all the way. You gotta stop sometime. You can’t buck it forever. It catches up to you. It gets you. You don’t get reformed, you just run out of wind.”

Okay, Benny Blanco from the Bronx. The chick Steffie belongs to the club. Now if I ever, I mean if I ever, see you here again you die, just like that.

When you can’t see the angles no more, you’re in trouble, baby. You’re in trouble.

The dream don't come no closer by itself. We gotta run after it now.

Hey, look, relax. You’re not dealing so he can’t have anything on you. That’s not possible. This is the way this guy is. He’s on a god damn fishing exhibition.

**** 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.

I mean, I don’t judge you. You know, Charlie. And what do you do that’s so wonderful? You ever kill anybody, Charlie?

Yeah, I had a dream, Charlie, but now I’m awake. And I hate my dream.

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

I know how this dream ends, Charlie. It isn’t in paradise. It ends with me carrying you into Sutton Emergency Room at three o’clock in the morning. And standing there, crying like an idiot... while you’re shoes fill with blood and you die.

You’re over, man. You’re ****in’ in the history books. That’s where you are, man. So you might as well ****in’ kill me now, ‘cause if I ever see you again, swear to god, I’m gonna ****ing kill you.

Hey, remember me? Benny Blanco From The Bronx?

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.