Casino Quote
[ close shot of socked feet up on casino table ]
Ace Rothstein : I don't give a shit who he's connected to. Tell him to take his fuckin' feet off the table. What's he think this is, a goddamn sawdust joint?
Billy Sherbert : [ goes up to Cowboy ] Sir, would you mind taking your feet off the table and putting your shoes back on?
Cowboy : Yeah, I would mind. I'm having a bad night.
Billy Sherbert : [ walks back over to Ace ] Fuckin' asshole won't budge.
Ace Rothstein : [ smoking a cigarette ] Call security. [ advances towards cowboy and says firmly ]
Ace Rothstein : How are you?
Cowboy : [ trying to avoid eye contact and says sour ] Good. How are you?
Ace Rothstein : [ getting right to the point ] Fine. Good. You want to do me a favor? You want to take your feet off the table and put your shoes back on?
Cowboy : [ now making eye contact ] Fuck you!
Ace Rothstein : [ looks in disbelief ]
Cowboy : [ with serious look ]
Ace Rothstein : [ goes back to Sherbert to see that security has arrived and says to them pointing at cowboy ] I want you vacate this guy off the premises, and I want you to exit him off his feet and use his head to open the fucking door.
Guards : [ approach cowboy and one tries to say firmly but nice ] Sir, you're gonna have to leave. You mind accompanying us outside?
Cowboy : Bullshit, I ain't going anywhere.
Guards : [ one guard grabs the cowboy by the arms, the other by the legs and says ] Bullshit, you're coming with us!
Cowboy : [ mainly at Ace who casually watches the scene unfold while smoking his cigarette ] Fuck you! FUCK YOU! You know who you're fucking with? Huh? Do you? You fucking faggot! Do you know who you'
Ace Rothstein : I don't give a shit who he's connected to. Tell him to take his fuckin' feet off the table. What's he think this is, a goddamn sawdust joint?
Billy Sherbert : [ goes up to Cowboy ] Sir, would you mind taking your feet off the table and putting your shoes back on?
Cowboy : Yeah, I would mind. I'm having a bad night.
Billy Sherbert : [ walks back over to Ace ] Fuckin' asshole won't budge.
Ace Rothstein : [ smoking a cigarette ] Call security. [ advances towards cowboy and says firmly ]
Ace Rothstein : How are you?
Cowboy : [ trying to avoid eye contact and says sour ] Good. How are you?
Ace Rothstein : [ getting right to the point ] Fine. Good. You want to do me a favor? You want to take your feet off the table and put your shoes back on?
Cowboy : [ now making eye contact ] Fuck you!
Ace Rothstein : [ looks in disbelief ]
Cowboy : [ with serious look ]
Ace Rothstein : [ goes back to Sherbert to see that security has arrived and says to them pointing at cowboy ] I want you vacate this guy off the premises, and I want you to exit him off his feet and use his head to open the fucking door.
Guards : [ approach cowboy and one tries to say firmly but nice ] Sir, you're gonna have to leave. You mind accompanying us outside?
Cowboy : Bullshit, I ain't going anywhere.
Guards : [ one guard grabs the cowboy by the arms, the other by the legs and says ] Bullshit, you're coming with us!
Cowboy : [ mainly at Ace who casually watches the scene unfold while smoking his cigarette ] Fuck you! FUCK YOU! You know who you're fucking with? Huh? Do you? You fucking faggot! Do you know who you'
Movie: Casino
