Boardwalk Empire (2010–2014)
Anatol Yusef: Meyer Lansky
Lucky Luciano : There's another 50 in the car. They're ingersolls.
Meyer Lansky : I wish you would stop with this. We schlep around with a box of watches, what do we look like?
Lucky Luciano : Fellas who know what time it is.
Meyer Lansky : Might as well set up a pushcart.
Benny Siegel : [comes in, surprised] Arnold Rothstein's here.
Meyer Lansky : We're talking, Benny.
Benny Siegel : Oh. So I should tell him go fuck a duck?
Lucky Luciano : Enough with the crazy shit already, huh?
Meyer Lansky : [glancing at Rothstein through the window] Bring him in before he breaks the house.
[they scramble to look presentable]
Meyer Lansky : A.R., did you come to sit in?
Lucky Luciano : You know you're always welcome.
Arnold Rothstein : I'm afraid those sharpers out there'd fleece me. Owing to his present difficulties, I've made a deal with Nucky Thompson. He'll be offloading his liquor shipments in Philadelphia. Waxey Gordon will ensure safe arrival. The route to Atlantic city will be my responsibility.
Meyer Lansky : And you'd like us to recruit the muscle?
Arnold Rothstein : I would like you to be the muscle.
Lucky Luciano : A.R., we, uh, got some business going on just now.
Arnold Rothstein : I can see that. But Mr. Thompson is paying me a premium.
Lucky Luciano : Anybody could ride shotgun.
Arnold Rothstein : Until you encounter Indians.
Meyer Lansky : We're honored by your trust, A.R., and flattered that you would come below 14th street to discuss it personally. Aren't we, Charlie?
Lucky Luciano : Sure.
Arnold Rothstein : As it happens, I was down here having dinner with Joe Masseria, who left me with the distinct impression he'd still like both of you dead.
Lucky Luciano : You broke bread with that prick?
Arnold Rothstein : We were served a native dish of tripe, which I cannot abide. But I ate it anyway, to keep the peace. Some things, Charlie, you just have to swallow.
Arnold Rothstein : Meyer, Charlie, I believe you know Mr. Masseria.
Lucky Luciano : Everybody knows Joe the boss.
Arnold Rothstein : Then perhaps you also know, though it is of course news to me, that a card game you operate is located in territory that Mr. Masseria considers to be his.
Joe Masseria : Not considers! Is mine.
Arnold Rothstein : My thinking was, before any more blood is shed, that a compromise can be reached.
Meyer Lansky : More blood?
Joe Masseria : Tompkins Square Park, my two nephews?
Lucky Luciano : I don't know what you're talking about.
Arnold Rothstein : Apparently two of Mr. Masseria's emissaries to your establishment were murdered shortly after their visit.
Meyer Lansky : We do operate a game in what might be termed a grey area territorially. But as to any violence in the neighborhood...
Joe Masseria : They stab themself, eh?
Lucky Luciano : A coincidence then. It happens.
Joe Masseria : On my streets, no coincidence.
Joe Masseria : This little prick, since he's 10 years old he causes problems.
Arnold Rothstein : It seems to me you boys ought to extend a token of goodwill towards Mr. Masseria. Shall we say a one-time fee of $2,000 for the families of those gentlemen and a tax of 10% on the game going forward?
Lucky Luciano : Hold on a fuckin' second...
Arnold Rothstein : Charlie.
Joe Masseria : 10% is okay. For now.
Arnold Rothstein : Then we have an agreement?
Joe Masseria : [in Italian] What are you doing with these Christ-killers? Come with me, I'll make you rich.
Lucky Luciano : [in Italina] With your other hand in my pockets.
Joe Masseria : [in Italian] I'm watching you, boy. Every fucking step.
[Luciano stands up angrily]
Arnold Rothstein : Charlie.
Lucky Luciano : A.R., two grand is bad enough, but 10% of the fucking game?
Meyer Lansky : We already pay half the take on that game to you.
Arnold Rothstein : Yes. And now you boys know why.