Schibetta: I need this toaster repaired.
Aryan: Hold your Calvins, Bocce Boy, I'm in the middle of something.
Schibetta: I got lunch coming, these jokers can wait.
Schillinger: We don't wait for wops.
Schibetta: You know, Vern. Someone's gonna have to teach you some manners.
Schillinger: Yeah. Well it won't be you, prag.
(Peter tries to attack Schillinger with a shank, but is grabbed by the other Aryans and dragged to the pool table)
Schillinger: (dips hand into tub of grease) You know, I always wondered - was Adebisi's dick bigger than mine? You be the judge!