FRANK: How old is he?

FRITZY: He's 65.

FRANK: Ain't you ashamed to go up there?

FRITZY: Why, why should I be ashamed?

FRANK: Ah, he's sixty. That means he's close to your age.

FRITZY: I gotta buy, I gotta buy...

FRANK: You're crazy.

FRITZY: I gotta buy an old lady, like this guy's got, that every week, there's another problem? Over here, there's no problem.

FRANK: Yeah, but don't meet the family.

FRITZY: Why?

FRANK: No good. You're like Angelo. Angelo does all that, takes the mother, the father out.

FRITZY: I do that.

FRANK: He takes them out.

FRITZY: I bought 'em, I bought 'em a microwave.

FRANK: Stay far away from them.

FRITZY: Why?

FRANK: Far away, my friend. You never know when the telephone calls come in.

FRITZY: Nah.

FRANK: The scorn of a mother and a father, you know. You never know what happens.

FRITZY: Yeah, but...

FRANK: You wind up with a nut family.

FRITZY: They love me.

FRANK: When you meet them, they're so beautiful. Then, all of a sudden, the daughter, they see her crying. "Ooh, that? What? That son of a bitch! That no good bastard! Call his wife up, that bastard."

FRITZY: You're right.

FRANK: "Go get him, that son of a bitch, what he's done to my daughter. That dirty old man."

FRITZY: You're right.

FRANK: Stay away my friend. The less they see of you the better off you are. Always remember that.

FRITZY: I ate a hot pepper.

FRANK: When you go with a young girl... One time I went with a young girl and I went upstairs to meet the mother. I humped her mother already. "Get him out, that bum! Get him out!"

FRITZY: Yeah? Yeah? Yeah? Really.

FRANK: I been with the mother. What do you want me to do?

FRITZY: But, did you know, did you know that it was the daughter?

FRANK: No, I didn't know. What the fuck do I know? A Jewish woman.

FRITZY: Marone! You get up, "Hello, how are you?"

FRANK: Yep, I come into the house. [UI] ... my lesson. I was 25 then, a young man. "Get out!" she says.

FRITZY: But how the hell'd ya wind up with the mother? That's something else.

FRANK: How did I wind up with her?

FRITZY: Huh?

FRANK: She had a young daughter. Her daughter was about 17.

FRITZY: But that's something.

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