Lorraine Bracco en el papel de...
Karen Hill
- Karen: [narrating] I know there are women, like my best friends, who would have gotten out of there the minute their boyfriend gave them a gun to hide. But I didn't. I got to admit the truth. It turned me on.
- Karen: What do you do?
- Henry Hill: I'm in construction.
- Karen: [She feels the softness of his hands] They don't feel like you're in construction.
- Henry Hill: Ah, I'm a union delegate.
- Janice Rossi: [Karen buzzing over and over on Janice's intercom] Hello. Hello?
- Karen: Hello? This is Karen Hill, I want to talk to you.
- [pressing the 2R button, she hangs up]
- Karen: Hello? Don't hang up on me! I want to talk to you! You keep away from my husband, you hear me? Hello? Open the door!
- [keeps hitting the buttons]
- Karen: ANSWER ME!
- [she keeps pressing the 2R button]
- Karen: I'm gonna tell everybody who walks in this building that in 2R, Rossi, you are nothing but a whore!
- [gets on phone]
- Karen: Is this the superintendent? Yes, I want you to know, sir, that you have a whore living in 2R!
- Janice Rossi: Shit.
- Karen: [hits the 2R button] Rossi! Janice Rossi, do you hear me? He's MY husband! Get your own goddamn man!
- Karen: [narrating] After awhile, it got to be all normal. None of it seemed like crime. It was more like Henry was enterprising, and that he and the guys were making a few bucks hustling, while all the other guys were sitting on their asses, waiting for handouts. Our husbands weren't brain surgeons, they were blue-collar guys. The only way they could make extra money, real extra money, was to go out and cut a few corners.
- [Cuts to Henry and Tommy hijacking a truck]
- Karen: [narrating] It was like he had two families. The first time I was introduced to all of them at once, it was crazy. Paulie and his brothers had lots of sons and nephews. And almost all of them were named Peter or Paul. It was unbelievable. There must have been two dozen Peters and Pauls at the wedding. Plus, they were all married to girls named Marie. And they named all their daughters Marie. By the time I finished meeting everybody, I thought I was drunk.
- Karen: [narrating] One night, Bobby Vinton sent us champagne. There was nothing like it. I didn't think there was anything strange in any of this. You know, a 21-year-old kid with such connections. He was an exciting guy. He was really nice. He introduced me to everybody. Everybody wanted to be nice to him. And he knew how to handle it.
- Karen: [after Henry has stood her up on what was to be their second date] You got some nerve standing me up like that last night! Nobody does that to me! Who the hell do you think you are? Frankie Valli or some kind of bigshot?
- Karen: [narrating, referring to the other wives] They all had bad skin and wore too much make up. They didn't look very good; they look beat up. The stuff they wore were thrown together and cheap, a lot of pantsuits and double knits. They talked about beating their kids with broom handles and leather belts, and that their kids still didn't pay any attention. When Henry picked me up, I was dizzy.