Jake La Motta:
Did you fuck my wife?
Joey LaMotta:
What?
Jake La Motta:
Did you fuck my wife?
Joey LaMotta:
[pauses]
How could you ask me a question like that? How could you ask me? I'm your brother. You asked me that? Where do you get you're balls big enough to ask me that?
Jake La Motta:
Just tell me.
Joey LaMotta:
I'm not answering you. I'm not gonna answer that. It's stupid.
Jake La Motta:
You're very smart, Joey. You're givin' me all these answers, but you ain't givin' me the right answer. I'm gonna ask you again: did you or did you not?
Joey LaMotta:
I'm not gonna answer. It's a sick question and you're a sick fuck and I'm not that sick that I'm gonna answer it. I'm not telling you anything. I'm gonna leave. If Lenore calls, tell her I went home. I'm not stayin' in this nuthouse with you. You're a sick bastard, I feel sorry for you, I really do. You know what you should do? Try a little more fuckin' and a little less eatin'. And you won't have troubles upstairs in your bedroom and you won't pick it out on me and everybody else. You understand, you fuckin' wacko? You're crackin' up! Fuckin' screw ball, you!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:13