Vinny Gambini: Look, maybe I could have handled the preliminary a little better, okay?

Vinny Gambini: Look, maybe I could have handled the preliminary a little better, okay?

But what’s most important is winning the case. I could do it. I really could. Let me tell you how, okay? The D.A.’s got to build a case. Building a case is like building a house. Each piece of evidence is just another building block. He wants to make a brick bunker of a building. He wants to use serious, solid-looking bricks, like, like these, right?

Vinny Gambini: He’s going to show you the bricks. He’ll show you they got straight sides. He’ll show you how they got the right shape. He’ll show them to you in a very special way, so that they appear to have everything a brick should have. But there’s one thing he’s not gonna show you.

Vinny Gambini: When you look at the bricks from the right angle, they’re as thin as this playing card. His whole case is an illusion, a magic trick. It has to be an illusion, ’cause you’re innocent. Nobody – I mean nobody – pulls the wool over the eyes of a Gambini, especially this one. Give me a chance, one chance. Let me question the first witness. If after that point, you don’t think that I’m the best man for the job, fire me then and there. I’ll leave quietly, no grudges. All I ask is for that one chance. I think you should give it to me.

Vinny Gambini: [ the next day, after Vinny was awakened by the train ] Yesterday you told me that freight train hardly ever comes through here at 5:00 A.M. in the morning.

Lisa: Support? I’m sorry, you were wonderful in there! The way you handled that judge. ooh you are a smooth talker. You are. you are!

Lisa: [ In the diner after being woken at 5 AM and staring at the menu where the options are simply ‘breakfast’, ‘lunch’, and ‘dinner’ ] Breakfast?

Is that what you want?

Vinny Gambini: No don’t. I’m gonna stay in prison tonight. Maybe I’ll finally get some sleep. I’m doing good, huh?

D.A. Jim Trotter: You’re the jury. It’s your job to decide who’s telling the truth. Truth. That’s what ‘verdict’ means. It’s a word comes down from Old England and all our little old ancestors.

J.T.: Hey there, little Yankee wuss! Look here, got your $200. You gonna kick the shit out of me now?

Vinny Gambini: [ Bill keeps trying to thank Vinny, but just runs out of words and hugs him ] Bill, listen. Take your time, pick the right words, get back to New York, give me a call.

Vinny Gambini: You know what dont bail me i want to stay in jail tonight cause maybe then i can finaly get some sleep.

Lisa: Oh, Vinny! I’m watching you go down in flames, and you’re bringing me with you and I can’t do anything about it!

[ there is a short pause as Judge Haller appears caught off-guard by Vinny’s sudden compentence with knowledge of the law ]

Lisa: Because a split second before the torque wrench was applied to the faucet handle, it had been calibrated by top members of the state AND federal Department of Weights and Measures. to be dead on balls accurate!

Vinny Gambini: I got thirty fucking minutes to take a shower, get a new suit, get dressed and get to the fucking courthouse!

I admit it

Mona Lisa Vito: He has to, by law, you’re entitled. It’s called disclosure, you dickhead! He has to show you everything, otherwise it could be a mistrial. He has to give you a list of all his witnesses, you can talk to all his witnesses, he’s not allowed any surprises.

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