Beer League (2006)
Ralph Macchio: Maz
Quotes
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Gina : Okay, you know what? I'm not being a bitch here. You're missing Marie's recital tonight, and I said we could wait 'til after the softball season to go on our honeymoon. I even let you pick your scumbag friend Artie as best man!
Maz : Sweetheart, listen, huh? It's the first game of the season. I just don't wanna be late, alright? I'm with you on the cakes, I'll look at 'em later.
Gina : You know, I was gonna surprise you by making your little plastic man on the cake a Derek Jeter action figure. But now? No. I'm making you one of those Puerto Ricans from the fucking Mets!
Maz : Don't even joke like that, Gina!
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Maz : I'll have an egg-white omelet made with very little oil, dry wheat toast, and grapefruit juice.
Johnny Trinno : Oh my god, that's the gayest order I've ever heard.
Artie DeVanzo : You know, in Massachusetts, that order could legally marry a dude.
Maz : Alright, here it comes.
Johnny Trinno : You know, just placing an order like that would get you kicked out of the army.
Artie DeVanzo : You know, if you put a construction helmet on that order, it could join the Village People.
Rhonda : Would you guys knock it off so I can do my job?
Maz : Thank you.
Rhonda : Alright, Maz, that's an egg-white omelet, dry wheat toast, grapefruit juice.
Maz : That's right.
Rhonda : Do you want a side order of cock with that?
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Maz : If you're gonna ask her, you gotta be prepared to answer the question yourself. So, what's your number?
Artie DeVanzo : Let's see. I used to be better at keeping track of this. Uh, seventy-three.
Maz : Not counting whores.
Artie DeVanzo : Six.
[Both pause]
Artie DeVanzo : You're right, I'll drop the whole thing.
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Alfonse : Check it out, my new italiano mit.
Maz : That's cool, Alfonse.
Johnny Trinno : How much of a guido could you possibly be?
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Maz : [responding to Artie about un-inviting Mangenelli to the wedding] He's Gina's cousin, he's going to be there, and don't start any trouble.
Artie DeVanzo : Hey, I'm not one to start trouble.
Johnny Trinno : Oh my God you fat fuckin' liar.
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Maz : Alright, Dirt. Just throw it in there, baby. Come on!
Artie DeVanzo : [punches glove] Whatta you say now Dirt, you character.