I remember my mother and my father arguing about something. I don’t know. And she kept talking about my father’s feeble-minded brother, but I always thought she meant you.
I didn’t burn down your restaurant. I swear on my mother.[Artie Bucco: Look me in the eye. Tell me you didn’t lay a finger on my place!]
You would think I was Hannibal Lecter before or something.[Carmela Soprano: I just think that’s very, very wonderful!]
You know what they say, “Revenge is like serving cold cuts.”[Jennifer Melfi: I think it’s, “Revenge is a dish best served cold.”]So, what’d I say?