The story of how Bugsy Siegel started Las Vegas.

"Bugsy" Siegel: Twenty dwarves took turns doing handstands on the carpet.
"Bugsy" Siegel: Meyer, we have known each other since we were too young to fuck.
Cab Driver: That's Bugsy Siegel's house.
Harry Greenberg: He doesn't like that name.
Cab Driver: Everybody calls him that.
Harry Greenberg: Not to his face, they don't.
"Bugsy" Siegel: Everybody deserves a fresh start every once in a while.
"Bugsy" Siegel: Got a light?
Virginia: The way you were looking at me, I thought you were going to ask for something more interesting.
"Bugsy" Siegel: Like what?
Virginia: Use your imagination.
"Bugsy" Siegel: I'm using it.
Virginia: ...Let me know when you're finished.
Harry Greenberg: [Ben "Bugsy" Siegel is taking the train from New York to LA. Harry Greenberg, among those seeing him off, stayed behind to ask Ben for $50,000. Train starts in motion] You ain't gonna kill me Ben, are you?
"Bugsy" Siegel: [Ben gives him money] I'm going to try very hard to forget that this ever happened.
Harry Greenberg: I owe you my life, Ben.
"Bugsy" Siegel: I'd say that's a fair assessment.
Harry Greenberg: God bless you Ben.
"Bugsy" Siegel: Bend your knees, Harry.
Harry Greenberg: Bend my knees?
"Bugsy" Siegel: When you jump from the train, bend your knees to soften the impact.
Harry Greenberg: Bend my knees. OK Ben. Sure thing.
[leaves]
"Bugsy" Siegel: You thought you could steal from ME?
"Bugsy" Siegel: Joey, listen. I think you owe both of us an apology for the name that you called Virginia.
Joey Adonis: Yeah? Well, you can suck that apology right out of my dick.
"Bugsy" Siegel: Joey, what words to say. Put it out, then. All right, you know what? I'll pull mine out first. Watch. Here we go...
"Bugsy" Siegel: [unzips pants, then punches Joey in the face and beats him severely, then stops] Joey, can ya hear me? You're lucky I didn't have a lot to drink tonight. Your apology is accepted.
Virginia: Why don't you go outside and jerk yourself a soda?
Virginia: Well
[laughs]
Virginia: my oh my, you're pretty ferocious for a mom's concern, aren't ya? The rest of the time you're just some good-looking, sweet-talking, charm-oozing, fuck-happy fellow with nothing to offer but some dialogue. Dialogue is cheap in Hollywood Ben... why don't you run outside and jerk yourself a soda.
"Bugsy" Siegel: [talking to Cohen after Cohen robbed him] Well, if I were you, I'd have that money back by seven o'clock tonight.
Mickey Cohen: [shouting] FUCK YOU! Lookit me, FUCK YOU! And if I was you I'd shut my fuckin' mouth and watch my step! Yeah, *you*, Smiley! Or would ya like me to blow your fuckin' Adam's apple down your spine?
"Bugsy" Siegel: [calmly] Excuse me, but arent' we in a public place? Maybe we'd both be better off if you just toned down your rhetoric one notch.
Virginia: Do you always talk this much before you do it?
"Bugsy" Siegel: I only talk this much before I kill someone.
[they kiss]
Mickey Cohen: Hey, this conversation is beneath me.
"Bugsy" Siegel: I just want you to answer the question that I'm really asking; how much money have you stolen from this hotel?
Virginia: Hey, look, I've done a hundred times the amount of work I would have to do to justify taking anything I could get my hands on!
"Bugsy" Siegel: How much did you get your hands on?
Virginia: NOTHING! Not a cent! And I could've taken a LOT too! And you wouldn't have known the difference because you're an irresponsible, unrealistic, unreliable, undependable, philandering fuck!