Cinema can fill in the empty spaces of your life

- I'm robbing a bank because they got money here. That's why I'm robbing it. - No, what I mean is why do you feel you have to steal for money? Couldn't you get a job? - Doing what? You know if you want a job you've got to be a member of a union. See, and if you got no union card you don't get a job. - What about non-union occupations? - What's wrong with this guy? What do you mean non-union, like what? A bank teller? You know how much a bank teller makes a week? Not much. A hundred and fifteen to start, right? Now are you going to live on that? I got a wife and a couple of kids, how am I going to live on that? What do you make a week? - Well I'm here to talk to you Sonny... - Well I'm talking to you. We're entertainment, right? What do you got for us? - Well what do you want to get for it? Do you expect to be paid because... - No, I don't want to be paid, I don't need to be paid. Look, I'm here with my partner and nine other people, see. And we're dying, man. You know? You're going to see our brains on the sidewalk, they're going to spill our guts out. Now are you going to show that on television? Have all your housewives look at that? Instead of As The World Turns? I mean what do you got for me? I want something for that.

- I don't think about that much with one shot anymore, Mike. - You have to think about one shot. One shot is what it's all about. A deer's gotta be taken with one shot.

If anything in this life is certain, if history has taught us anything, it is that you can kill anyone.

- My father is no different than any powerful man, any man with power, like a president or senator. - Do you know how naive you sound, Michael? Presidents and senators don't have men killed. - Oh. Who's being naive, Kay?

- Every time I see one of those old guys, I always think the same thing. - What do you think? - I always think that he was once somebody's baby boy. Really, I do. I think he was once somebody's baby boy, and he had a mother and a father who loved him, and now there he is, half dead on a park bench, and where are his mother or his father, all his uncles now?