Dolores Hello.
You must be Dolores.
Dolores Welcome!
Buon natale. Thank you for sharing your husband with me.
Dolores Thank you for helping him with the letters.
Tony Lip
Viggo Mortensen · 17 quotes
Don Shirley
Mahershala Ali · 16 quotes
Most scenes together: Tony Lip & Don Shirley (13)
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Page 1 of 2 Dolores Dolores Dolores Before we pull out, Tony, we need to have a talk.
Yeah?
Oleg told me what you did.
What'd I do?
You stole a jade stone from the store.
No I didn't.
He watched you do it.
I didn't steal no stone.
You picked it up and put it in your pocket.
I picked up a rock off of the ground. I didn't steal it from a box.
Now why would you pick up a rock off the ground?
I don't know. Cause it ain't stealing. It's just a regular rock.
And why would you want a regular rock?
To have. For luck, maybe.
A lucky rock.
Yeah.
Let me see it. [Don holds out his hand; reluctantly Tony hands him the rock] Mm-hmm. Take it back and pay for it.
[swears in Italian]
I told you that Kraut was a snake. Rats me out for something I didn't even do!
Pay for the stone, Tony; you'll feel better.
I feel fine! And I ain't paying for no regular rock I found in the dirt. [starts to drive]
Do not drive, Mr. Vallelonga. [Tony stops] Put it back.
[after a brief pause, Tony reluctantly goes to the box, puts the stone back, and goes back to the car]
Feel better?
No.
If you like, Tony, I'd happily buy you the stone.
Don't bother. You took all the fun out of it.
Could you put out the cigarette, please?
Why?
I can't breathe back here.
What are you talkin' about? Smoke's going down my lungs. I'm doin' all the work here.
I am not a medical doctor. I'm a musician. I'm about to embark on a concert tour in the Deep South. What other experience do you have?
Public relations.
So where did this "Tony the Lip" moniker come from?
[laughs]
It's not "Tony the Lip", it's "Tony Lip". One word. I got it when I was a kid 'cause my friends said I was the best bullshit artist in the Bronx. [Chuckles]
What do you mean?
It doesn't bother you that your friends – the people closest to you – consider you a liar?
Who said liar? I said bullshit artist!
And what's the difference?
'Cause I don't lie! Ever! I'm just good at talkin' people into... y'know, doin' things they don't wanna do... By bullshittin' 'em. [Grins]
And you're proud of that?
Well, it got me this job.
Tony! I'm sorry about last night.
...Don't worry 'bout it. I been working nightclubs in New York City my whole life. I know it's a... complicated world.
What on God's green earth are you doing?
A letter.
Looks more like a piecemeal ransom note. May I? "Dear Dolores"... D-E-A-R. [taps paper] This is an animal. "I'm meeting all the highly leading citizens of the town. People that use big words, all of them. But you know me, I get by. I'm a good bullshitter." Two Ts in bullshitter. "As I'm writing this letter, I'm eating potato chips, and I'm starting to get thirsty. I washed my socks and dried them on the TV. I should have... brung... the iron..." You know this is pathetic, right?
I’ve been looking for you.
Yeah, sorry. The guys were having a little game.
Next time you need extra money, just ask me.
It’s more fun winning it.
And what if you lost?
Craps and cards. I don’t lose, Doc. I don’t lose.
So stooping down in the gravel pitching dice for pocket change makes you a winner?
What are you giving me shit for? Everybody was doing it.
They didn’t have a choice whether to be inside or out. You did. Now, wipe off your knees. You have dirt on them.
Louie Venere I got to admit... Lip's letters? They're not bad.
Rudy Vallelonga
Well, it's in the family. They say our great-great-great-grandfather helped Da Vinci with the Sixteen Chapel.
Johnny Venere You mean Michaelangelo.
Rudy Vallelonga
...Right.
Johnny Venere What does Michaelangelo have to do with writing letters?
Rudy Vallelonga
I'm just sayin'. We're an arty family.
Yes. It's a shame we don't have something to protect us on our journey. Oh, I know. Why don't you put your lucky rock up on the dash, Tony? Come on, Tony, we need all the help we can get.
You're a real prick, you know that?
Ain't they supposed to be following us?
They have the itinerary. As long as they get to the show on time, I'm not worried about it, and neither should you.
I ain't worried about nothin'... In fact, when you see me worried? You'll know.
Tony...
You'll know if I'm worried...
How 'bout some quiet time? Hmm?
[Shrugging]
Sure. [Chuckles] It's amazing you said that. "How 'bout some quiet time?" Dolores, my wife, used to say that all the time... Well, not all the time but, y'know, she says it when, when I come home from work sometime, you know, she been with the kids all day and she'll say, "Tony? How 'bout some quiet time?" Exactly like how you said it! I mean, it's amazing...
I dunno. Personally I think if you stuck to the classic stuff it would've been a big mistake.
A mistake? Performing the music I trained my entire life to play?
Trained? What are you, a seal? People love what you do! Anyone can sound like Beethoven or Joe Pan or them other guys you said. But your music, what you do? Only you can do that!
Thank you, Tony. But not everyone can play Chopin. Not like I can.
You know, Doc, something's been eating at me this whole trip.
Hmm?
That Titsburgh was a major disappointment. I didn't notice any difference at all. Did you?
Good night, Tony.
You know, if this got out, it would kill your career.
OK Tony, I need you to stop it with the phony altruism and concern for my career.
The hell's that mean?
You were only thinking about yourself back there because you know if I miss a show it'd come out of your pocketbook.
Of course I don't want you to miss a show, you ungrateful bastard! You think I'm doing this for my health? Tonight I saved your ass! So show a little appreciation, maybe! Besides, I told you never to go nowhere without me!
...I assumed you'd want this to be the exception.
You know, when you first hired me, my wife went out and bought one of your records. The one about the orphans?
Orphans?
Yeah. Cover had a bunch of kids sittin' around a campfire?
Orpheus.
...Yeah.
Orpheus in the Underworld. It's based on a French opera. And those weren't children on the cover, those were demons in the bowels of Hell.
No shit! They must've been naughty kids!