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Goodfellas is a 1990 film about the rising and fall of three gangsters, spanning three decades.

Directed by Martin Scorsese. Written by Nicholas Pileggi and Martin Scorsese, based on Pileggi'due south volume, Wiseguy: Life in a Mafia Family.

Iii Decades of Life in the Mafia.taglines

Henry Hill [edit]

• Every bit far back as I can think, I always wanted to be a gangster. To me, beingness a gangster was better than being President of the United states of america. Fifty-fifty before I get-go wandered into the cabstand for an after-school job, I knew I wanted to be a role of them. Information technology was at that place that I knew that I belonged. To me, it meant being somebody in a neighborhood that was total of nobodies. They weren't similar anybody else. I mean, they did whatever they wanted. They double-parked in front of a hydrant and nobody ever gave them a ticket. In the summer when they played cards all nighttime, nobody e'er called the cops.
• Paulie might've moved slow, but it was only considering Paulie didn't have to motility for anybody.
• He knew what went on at that cab stand up, and every one time in a while I'd take to take a beating. Only past then I didn't intendance. The style I saw it everybody takes a chirapsia former.
• Hundreds of guys depended on Paulie and he got a piece of everything they made. And it was tribute, just like in the quondam country, except they were doing it hither in America. And all they got from Paulie was protection from other guys looking to rip them off. And that's what it's all about. That'southward what the FBI could never understand. That what Paulie and the arrangement does is offer protection for people who can't go to the cops. That'southward information technology. That's all. They're like the police section for wiseguys.
• One day some of the kids from the neighborhood carried my mother'due south groceries all the way home. You know why? Information technology was outta respect.
• For u.s. to alive any other manner was nuts. Uh, to us, those goody-good people who worked shitty jobs for bum paychecks and took the subway to piece of work every twenty-four hours and worried well-nigh their bills were expressionless. I mean they were suckers. They had no balls. If we wanted something, nosotros just took information technology. If anyone complained twice they got hit and so bad, believe me, they never complained over again.
• At present the guy's got Paulie equally a partner. Any problems, he goes to Paulie. Trouble with the pecker? He can go to Paulie. Problem with the cops, deliveries, Tommy, he tin call Paulie. Merely now the guy's gotta come up with Paulie's money every week, no affair what. Business organisation bad? "Fuck you lot, pay me." Oh, you had a fire? "Fuck y'all, pay me." Place got hit by lightning, huh? "Fuck you, pay me." Likewise, Paulie could do anything. Especially run upwards bills on the joint's credit. And why non? Nobody's gonna pay for it anyway. And equally soon as the deliveries are fabricated in the front door, y'all move the stuff out the dorsum and sell it at a discount. Y'all take a two hundred dollar case of booze and you sell it for a hundred. Information technology doesn't matter. Information technology's all turn a profit. And and so finally, when there's nothing left, when you can't borrow some other buck from the banking company or purchase some other case of booze, you bust the articulation out. You low-cal a match.
• For about of the guys, killings got to be accepted. Murder was the only mode that everybody stayed in line. You got out of line, you got whacked. Everybody knew the rules. Only sometimes, even if people didn't get out of line, they got whacked. I mean, hits just became a habit for some of the guys. Guys would become into arguments over nothing and before you knew information technology, one of them was dead. And they were shooting each other all the time. Shooting people was a normal thing. Information technology was no large deal. We had a serious problem with Billy Batts. This was really a touchy thing. Tommy'd killed a made guy. Batts was part of the Gambino crew and was considered untouchable. Earlier yous could bear on a made guy, you had to have a skilful reason. Yous had to accept a sitdown, and y'all improve get an okay, or you'd be the one who got whacked.
• Saturday night was for wives, but Friday nighttime at the Copa was always for the girlfriends.
• See, you know when you lot think of prison, you get pictures in your mind of all those sometime movies with rows and rows of guys behind bars...Merely it wasn't like that for wiseguys. It actually wasn't that bad. Excepting that I missed Jimmy. He was doing his time in Atlanta...I mean, everybody else in the joint was doing real fourth dimension, all mixed together, living like pigs. Just we lived lone. And we endemic the joint.
• [afterward the Lufthansa heist] It made him sick to have to turn money over to the guys who stole it. He'd rather whack 'em. Anyway, what did I care? I wasn't asking for anything and besides, Jimmy was making nice money with me through my Pittsburgh connections. [showing a montage of dead gangsters] But still, months later on the robbery they were finding bodies all over. [police surround a truck, open it to come across a expressionless human being hanging on a hook like a meat husk] When they found Carbone in the meat truck, he was frozen so stiff information technology took them 2 days to thaw him out for the autopsy.
• You know, nosotros always called each other goodfellas. Similar y'all said to, uh, somebody, "Y'all're gonna similar this guy. He's all right. He's a good fella. He's one of us." You understand? We were goodfellas. Wiseguys. Only Jimmy and I could never be made because we had Irish blood. It didn't even matter that my mother was Sicilian. To go a member of a crew you've got to exist one hundred per cent Italian and so they can trace all your relatives back to the old country. Run into, it'south the highest honor they can give yous. It means yous belong to a family unit and crew. Information technology means that nobody tin can fuck around with yous. It also means you could fuck around with everyone just equally long as they aren't also a member. Information technology'south like a license to steal. It's a license to do anything. As far every bit Jimmy was concerned with Tommy beingness made, it was like we were all being made. We would now have one of our own as a member.
• [about Tommy's murder] It was revenge for Billy Batts, and a lot of other things. And there was nothing that nosotros could do about it. Batts was a made homo and Tommy wasn't. And we had to sit still and take information technology. It was among the Italians. It was real greaseball shit. They even shot Tommy in the face and then his mother couldn't give him an open bury at the funeral.
• For a second, I thought I was expressionless, only when I heard all the noise I knew they were cops. Merely cops talk that way. If they had been wiseguys, I wouldn't have heard a thing. I would've been expressionless.
• If you're part of a coiffure, nobody e'er tells you that they're going to kill you. Information technology doesn't happen that manner. In that location weren't any arguments or curses like in the movies. So your murderers come with smiles. They come every bit your friends, the people who take cared for you all of your life, and they e'er seem to come at a fourth dimension when you're at your weakest and nigh in need of their aid.
• Information technology was piece of cake for all of us to disappear. My house and cars were either registered in the proper name of my married woman or my mother-in-law. My driver's license and social security number were phony. I never voted; never paid taxes. My nascency certificate, abort canvass, and my service tape from the Regular army were all that existed to evidence to the government I was ever alive.
• See, the hardest thing for me was leaving the life. I notwithstanding love the life. And we were treated similar movie stars with muscle. We had it all, just for the asking. Our wives, mothers, kids, everybody rode along. I had paper bags filled with jewelry stashed in the kitchen. I had a sugar basin total of coke next to the bed. Annihilation I wanted was a phone call abroad. Complimentary cars. The keys to a dozen hideout flats all over the city. I'd bet twenty, 30 yard over a weekend and so I'd either blow the winnings in a week or get to the sharks to pay back the bookies. Didn't affair. It didn't mean anything. When I was bankrupt I would go out and rob some more. We ran everything. We paid off cops. We paid off lawyers. We paid off judges. Everybody had their hands out. Everything was for the taking. And now it's all over. And that's the hardest role. Today, everything is dissimilar. There's no action. I take to wait effectually like anybody else. Can't fifty-fifty get decent nutrient. Right after I got here, I ordered some spaghetti with marinara sauce and I got egg noodles and ketchup. I'one thousand an average nobody. I become to live the residual of my life like a schnook.

Karen Hill [edit]

• I night, Bobby Vinton sent the states champagne. In that location was nothing like it. I didn't call up at that place was annihilation strange in any of this. You know, a twenty-one-year-erstwhile kid with such connections. He was an exciting guy. He was really prissy. He introduced me to everybody. Everybody wanted to exist nice to him. And he knew how to handle it.
• I know there are women, like my best friends, who would accept gotten out of there the minute their boyfriend gave them a gun to hibernate. But I didn't. I gotta admit the truth. It turned me on.
• Well, we weren't married to ix-to-v guys, merely the get-go fourth dimension I realized how different was when Mickey had a hostess party. They had bad peel and wore too much make-up. I mean, they didn't look very expert. They looked beat-upward. And the stuff they wore was thrown together and inexpensive. A lot of pant suits and double knits. And they talked nigh how rotten their kids were and about chirapsia them with broom handles and leather belts. Just that the kids still didn't pay any attention...Later a while, information technology got to be all normal. None of it seemed like crimes. Information technology was more like Henry was enterprising and that he and the guys were making a few bucks hustling, while the other guys were sitting on their asses waiting for mitt-outs. Our husbands weren't brain surgeons. They were blue-collar guys. The but mode they could brand extra money, real extra money, was to leave and cutting a few corners...We were all so very close. I mean, in that location were never whatsoever outsiders around. Absolutely never. And being together all the fourth dimension fabricated everything seem all the more normal.
• Nosotros always did everything together and we always were in the aforementioned crowd. Anniversaries, christenings. We only went to each other's houses. The women played cards, and when the kids were built-in, Mickey and Jimmy were ever the starting time at the hospital. And when we went to the Islands or Vegas to vacation, nosotros always went together. No outsiders, e'er. It got to be normal. It got to where I was even proud that I had the kind of husband who was willing to get out and risk his cervix just to get us the little extras.
• Just still I couldn't injure him. How could I injure him? I couldn't even bring myself to leave him. The truth was that no affair how bad I felt I was still very attracted to him. Why should I give him to someone else? Why should she win?

Dialogue [edit]

Jimmy: [To young Henry, afterward he gets cleared in court] Congratulations, here'southward your graduation present [Puts money in Henry'due south pocket]

Henry: For what? I got pinched.

Jimmy: Hey, everybody gets pinched, merely yous did it right. You told 'em zip and they got goose egg.

Henry: I thought you'd be mad.

Jimmy: I'm non mad, I'm proud of ya. You took your first compression like a man, and y'all learned the two nearly of import things in life. You listenin'? Never rat on your friends, and ALWAYS proceed your oral fissure shut. [Gives Henry an appreciating calorie-free slap on the cheek and leads him out of the court. Outside, Paulie and many of the other gangsters are waiting for him.]

Paulie: Hey, you broke yer cherry! [The other gangsters cheer and congratulate Henry]

---

Henry: You're a pistol! Y'all're actually funny. You're really funny!

Tommy: What do y'all hateful I'm funny?

Henry: It'south funny, you know. It's a good story, information technology's funny, you're a funny guy!

Tommy: [dangerously] What do you mean? You mean the manner I talk? What?

[Everyone becomes serenity]

Henry: Information technology's only, you know, yous're only funny. It'south funny, the way you lot tell the story and everything.

Tommy: Funny how? I mean, what's funny about information technology?

Anthony: Tommy, no, you got it all incorrect —

Tommy: Oh, oh, Anthony. He'due south a large boy, he knows what he said. [to Henry] What did ya say? Funny how?

Anthony: You lot're right.

Henry: Just —

Tommy: What?

Henry: Only, ya know, y'all're funny.

Tommy: You mean, let me empathise this, 'cause, ya know maybe it'due south me, I'thou a footling fucked upwards peradventure, merely I'm funny how? I hateful funny like I'g a clown? I amuse you? I brand you laugh, I'm here to fuckin' charm you? What exercise you mean funny? Funny how? How am I funny?

Henry: Just... yous know, how y'all tell the story — what?

Tommy: No, no, I don't know. You said information technology! How do I know? You said I'm funny. How the fuck am I funny? What the fuck is so funny about me?! Tell me, tell me what'due south funny!

[Long pause]

Henry: Become the fuck out of hither, Tommy!

[Anybody laughs]

Tommy: Ya motherfucker! I almost had him, I almost had him! Yous stuttering prick, you! Frankie, was he shaking? I wonder about you sometimes, Henry. You lot may fold under questioning!

---

Karen: [narrating] After awhile, it got to exist all normal. None of it seemed similar criminal offence. It was more similar Henry was enterprising, and that he and the guys were making a few bucks hustling, while all the other guys were sitting on their asses, waiting for handouts. Our husbands weren't brain surgeons, they were blue-collar guys. The only way they could make extra coin, existent extra coin, was to go out and cut a few corners.

[Cuts to Henry and Tommy hijacking a truck]

Tommy: Where'southward the strongbox, you lot fuckin' varmint?!

Karen: [narrating] We were all so very close. I mean, at that place were never any outsiders around. Absolutely never. And existence together all the fourth dimension made everything seem all the more than normal.

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Karen: [narrating, at a makeup party with other wives] It was rough seeing the wives of other gangsters. They did not take care of themselves; they looked beat up and their faces were caked with makeup. Most of the time was spent talking about how rotten their kids were; how they decked them or whipped them with electrical wiring and the kids even so wouldn't pay attention. [later in her bedroom] I don't recollect I tin practise it, Henry.

Henry: Practise what?

Karen: This whole matter. Jeannie said her husband was sent to jail. God forbid, what if that happened to you?

Henry: Bet she didn't tell you why her husband went there?

Karen: How come?

Henry: To go away from Jeannie! Karen, when it comes to the Mafia no one goes to jail unless they want to. We beat the system and I got it all figured out. I am organized; I got my shit together. You lot know who goes to jail? Nigger stickup men. Know why they get caught? Because they fall asleep in the getaway automobile.

---

Tommy: Just don't go bustin' my assurance, Billy, okay?

Billy: Hey, Tommy, if I was gonna break your balls, I'd tell you lot to get habitation and get your shine box. [To his friends] Now this kid, this child was keen. They, they used to phone call him Spitshine Tommy. I swear to God! At present he'd make your shoes wait like fuckin' mirrors. 'Scuse my language. He was terrific, he was the best. He made a lot of money, too. Salud, Tommy!

Tommy: No more shines, Billy.

Billy: What?

Tommy: I said no more shines. Peradventure you lot didn't hear well-nigh it, you've been away a long time; they didn't go up there and tell you. I don't shine shoes anymore.

Billy: Relax, will ya? You lot flipped right out, what'due south got into you lot? I'm breakin' your balls a little bit, that's all. I'm but kiddin' with ya.

Tommy: Sometimes you don't sound like you lot're kidding, you know? At that place's a lotta people around...

Baton: Tommy, I'm only kiddin' with you. We're having a party and I only came dwelling house, and I oasis't seen you lot in a long time, and I'm breakin' your balls, and right away you're getting fuckin' fresh. I'grand distressing, I didn't mean to offend yous.

Tommy: I'thou deplorable too. It's okay. No problem.

Billy: Okay, salud. [moment of silence as he takes a drink] Now become home and go ya fuckin' shinebox!

Tommy: [smashes his glass in anger] Motherfuckin' mutt! Y'all, y'all fuckin' piece of shit...! [Henry and Jimmy restrain him]

Baton: [taunting] Yeah, aye, yeah, come up on, come up on! Come on! Permit him become!

Tommy: Henry, he bought his fucking push button! That false old tough guy! You bought your fucking push button! Keep that motherfucker here, keep him here! [leaves]

---

Tommy: Spider, that bandage on your human foot is bigger than your fucking head. Next thing y'all know he'll take 1 of these fucking walkers. But y'all tin can still trip the light fantastic. Give us a couple of fucking steps, Spider. You fucking bullshitter, you lot. Tell the truth. Y'all want sympathy, is that right, sweetie?

Spider: Why don't you get fuck yourself, Tommy?

[Everyone, but Tommy, laughs]

Jimmy: I didn't hear correct. I can't believe what I heard. [giving Spider cash] This is for you. I got respect for this kid, he'southward got a lot of fucking balls. Salubrious! Don't accept no shit off nobody! A guy shoots him in the foot, he tells him to go fuck himself. Tommy, you gonna let this fucking punk go away with that? What's this world coming to?

Tommy: [standing and shooting Spider] That's what the fucking world'southward coming to, how practise ya like that? How'south that?

Henry: What is incorrect with you?!

Jimmy: What is the fucking matter with y'all?! What, are you stupid or what?! I was kidding with you. Are y'all a sick maniac?

Tommy: How do I know you're kidding? You breaking my fucking assurance?!

Jimmy: I'm fucking kidding with yous, you fucking shoot the guy?!

Henry: [inspecting Spider on the floor] He's dead.

Tommy: [after a brief silence] I'one thousand a good shot, what practise you want from me?

Anthony: How could you miss at this altitude?

Tommy: You got a problem with what I did, Anthony? Fucking rat, anyhow. His family's all rats, he'd have grown up to be a rat.

Jimmy: Stupid bastard, I can't fucking believe you. Now, you're gonna dig the fucking matter now. You're gonna dig the pigsty. I got no fucking lime, you lot're gonna practise information technology.

Tommy: Fine! I'll dig the fucking hole, I don't give a fuck. What is it, the get-go hole I e'er dug? I'll fucking dig the hole. Where are the shovels?

---

Paulie: [about Henry's cheating] Karen came to the house. She'south very upset. This is no good; you lot gotta straighten this out. We gotta have calm.

Jimmy: We don't know what she'll practise.

Paulie: She's hysterical. Very excited. She'due south wild. And you got to take it easy. You got children. I'g non saying go dorsum to her this minute, but you lot got to go back. You got to keep up appearances.

Jimmy: I got the two of them come to my house every day commiserating, the 2 of them. I but can't have it. I can't practice information technology, Henry. I can't practise it. Nobody says you tin can't practice what you lot want. Nosotros all know that. This is what it is. We know what it is. Y'all have to do what'due south right. You have to go home to the family. You got to get abode, okay? Look at me. You got to become home. Smarten up.

Paulie: I'll talk to Karen. I'll straighten this out. I know just what to say to her. I'll say you'll become dorsum to her and it'll be similar when y'all first got married. I'll romance her. It'll be beautiful. I know how to talk to her, especially to her. In the concurrently, Jimmy and Tommy were going to Tampa this weekend. Instead you become with Jimmy.

Jimmy: Y'all come with me.

Paulie: Have a skilful time. Sit down in the sun. Have a few days off.

Jimmy: We'll have a proficient time.

Paulie: After that, yous'll go dorsum to Karen. At that place's no other way. No divorce. We're non animoli.

Jimmy: No divorce. She'll never divorce him. She'll kill him, but not divorce him. [they express joy]

---

Karen and her children are visiting Henry in jail

Guard: Mrs. Hill, this style. Sign this volume, delight.

Karen signs ledger but something catches her centre

Name of Inmate: Henry Hill

Name of Visitor: Janice Rossi

Visitor'south eye

Karen: I saw her, Henry.

Henry: What are you lot talking near?

Karen: I saw her name in the register.

Henry: Jesus Christ.

Karen: Yous want her to visit yous? Let her stay up all dark, crying and writing letters to the parole board.

Henry: What am I doing hither? Where am I? I'yard in jail. I can't cease people from coming to see me.

Karen: Expert. Let her sneak this stuff every week. [Karen dangles a bag of illegal drugs in front him] Let her fight these bastards every week!

Henry: Look what you're doing! Terminate it!

Karen: I'g sorry. Let her sneak this shit in for you.

Henry: Volition yous stop information technology, Karen? Volition you stop it?

Karen: Permit her practise it! Let her do it!

Henry: Terminate IT!!!

[Kids react to acrimony; Karen starts to sob]

Karen: Nobody is helping me. I am all lonely. Belle and Morrie are broke. I asked your friend Remo for the money that he owes you, and you know what he told me? He told me to accept my kids downward to the police station and get on welfare.

Henry: Karen, It's going to be okay.

Karen: Yeah? Even Paulie, since he got out, I've never seen him. I never meet anybody anymore.

Henry: It'southward only yous and me. That's what happens when you go away. I told y'all that we're on our own. Forget everybody else. Forget Paulie. As long as he's on parole, he doesn't want anybody doing annihilation.

Karen: I can't practise information technology.

Henry: Yes, you tin can. Karen, Mind to me. All I need is for you to bring me this stuff. I got a guy in hither from Pittsburgh who'll help me movement it. Believe me, in a month nosotros're gonna be fine. Nosotros won't need anybody.

Karen: I'chiliad afraid. I'k afraid if Paulie finds out...

Henry: Or I just say, Don't worry nearly him. He is not helping us out. Is he putting any food on the table? Nosotros've gotta assist each other. We've just gotta-- Mind, We've gotta be really careful while we do it.

Karen: I don't want to hear a discussion well-nigh her anymore, Henry.

Henry: Never.

---

Henry has just been released from prison

Henry's Children: Daddy! Are you out for proficient? Are y'all coming to my recital? Hither is a movie I drew!

Henry takes a expect at the low-rent tenement his wife and kids are looking in and reacts with disgust

Henry: Karen, get packed. We are moving out. I am going to Pittsburgh tommorow.

Karen: What? You take a meeting with your parole officer tommorow.

Henry: Don't worry, they owe me $15,000. Who wants to get to Uncle Paulie'south?

Children cheer. Cut to Paulie'due south business firm where people have a large dinner. After Paulie speaks to Henry in private

Paulie: I do not desire any more of that shit.

Henry: I have no idea what's going on hither.

Paulie: I mean the drugs! I do not want whatsoever more of that junk.

Henry: Paulie, why would I want to get mixed up in that?

Paulie: Merely don't do it. I am not talking nigh what you did in the tin. You go a pass for that. In in that location you had to practice what you lot had to practise to support your family. I am talking about hither and at present. I exercise not want to end up like Gribbs. Gribbs got twenty years just for saying skilful morning to some scuzz who was selling junk behind his back! Gribbs is lxx years old; the poor human being is going to dice in prison. So I am warning everyone, it could be my son, information technology could be anyone.

[Cut to Henry making cocaine]

Henry: [voiceover] It took me two weeks of sneaking the stuff around, but when I did, it was a real score. In a calendar month I had a down payment on my house and things were rolling. I knew as long as the cash kept rolling in; Paulie would never observe out.

---

Henry: [sniveling] Paulie, I am really sorry.

Paulie: You fucked up skilful. You looked me in the center and treated me like shit; like I was nobody.

Henry: I couldn't come to you; not later what you said to me. I was ashamed then; I am aback now. I swear on my kids, I am clean. But I got nowhere else to get. I could really employ some assistance now.

Paulie: Take this.

[Paulie pulls a wad of greenbacks out of his pocket and hands information technology to Henry]

Henry: Thank you.

Paulie: And at present I take to plough my dorsum on yous. At that place is no other manner.

Henry: [narrating] My advantage for a lifetime of service to Paulie: $3,200. It was not even enough to pay for my catafalque.

---

Henry enters a diner

Henry{as narrator}: I got at that place 15 minutes early on, Jimmy was already there waiting for me.

Jimmy: All my life I said, do not talk on the telephone. Now you run into why? Practice not worry, I remember you stand up a proficient chance of chirapsia this instance.

Jimmy: There was a kid we knew, turned out to exist a rat.

Henry: Really?

Jimmy: Yeah. Constitute him hiding in Florida. How would you lot feel most going with Anthony, have care of that guy?

[Jimmy slips a message with information. Screen freeze-frames]

Henry: [narrating] Jimmy never asked me to whack a guy before. Now in the midst of all this he is asking me to go to Florida and do a hit with Anthony? [Screen resumes] That is when I knew I would have never returned from Florida live.

Taglines [edit]

• Iii Decades of Life in the Mafia.
• "Every bit far back equally I can remember, I've ever wanted to be a gangster."—Henry Loma, Brooklyn, Northward.Y. 1955.
• Murderers come with smiles.
• Shooting people was 'No large bargain'.
• In a earth that'southward powered by violence, on the streets where the violent accept ability, a new generation carries on an old tradition.

Bandage [edit]

• Robert De Niro - Jimmy Conway
• Ray Liotta - Henry Loma
• Joe Pesci - Tommy DeVito
• Lorraine Bracco - Karen Hill
• Paul Sorvino - Paul Cicero
• Chuck Low - Morris 'Morrie' Kessler
• Christopher Serrone - Immature Henry Hill
• Frank Sivero - Frankie Carbone
• Tony Darrow - Sonny Bunz
• Frank Vincent - Baton Batts
• Frank Adonis - Anthony Stabile
• Catherine Scorsese - Mrs. DeVito, Tommy'due south Mother
• Gina Mastrogiacomo - Janice Rossi
• Suzanne Shepherd - Karen's Mother
• Debi Mazar - Sandy
• Kevin Corrigan - Michael Loma
• Charles Scorsese - Vinnie
• Michael Imperioli - Spider
• Tony Sirico - Tony Stacks
• Samuel L. Jackson - Stacks Edwards
• Vincent Pastore - Man with Coat Rack
• Ray DeBenedictis - "Pete"
• Jerry Vale - Himself
• Henny Youngman - Himself

External links [edit]

• Goodfellas quotes at the Cyberspace Movie Database
• Goodfellas at Rotten Tomatoes
• Goodfellas at Filmsite.org

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