Ambition for respectability doesn’t make you a saint.
A man needs to prove he is better than me, rather than show me his birth certificate.
You want me to write this down? Do you want me to write you a f***ing letter? Me and Arthur can’t write it down, because they haven’t invented the f***ing words.[to Lizzie]
What Polly wants will always be a mystery to me.
There’s business and there’s love.
The Russians have made contact. We have to get used to how these bastards operate. For them, family is a weakness and they go after them. For me, family is my strength.
My fury is a thing to behold.
Men don’t have the strategic intelligence to conduct a war between families. Men are less good at keeping secrets out of their lies.
Maybe it’s in us. It’s with Shelbys. It’s in our Gypsy blood. We live somewhere between life and death, waiting to move on. And in the end, we accept it. We shake hands with the devils and we walk past them.[to Tommy]
It has always been about the explosion. From the beginning. The bang. The outrage.
Instinct’s a funny thing.
If there are bodies to be buried, dig holes and dig them deep.
