A New York nightclub manager tries to save his brother and father from Russian mafia hit men.

Joseph Grusinsky: I don't need any more guns in my life, that's for sure. But you should have one to be safe. It's better to be judged by twelve than carried by six.
Bobby Green: Oh man. This shit is making me feel light as a feather!
Burt Grusinsky: If you piss in your pants, you only stay warm for so long.
Joseph Grusinsky: Why don't you go back to your little Puerto Rican girlfriend?
Bobby Green: I will go back to my fucking Puerto Rican girlfriend!
Joseph Grusinsky: Yeah?
Bobby Green: Yeah, you keep thinking about my girlfriend while you're fucking your fat fucking wife!
Joseph Grusinsky: You motherfucker!
[darts for Bobby]
Bobby Green: Get the fuck off of me! You motherfucker!
Joseph Grusinsky: Get off of me! You motherfucker.
[is taken off of Bobby]
Joseph Grusinsky: I'm done with you!
Bobby Green: Fuck you!
[last lines]
Joseph Grusinsky: [whispers] I love you very much.
Bobby Green: [a beat] I love you too.