Tony Montana:
Look at that, a junkie... I got a junkie for a wife. Her womb is so polluted, I can't even have a fucking little baby with her!
Manny Ribera:
C'mon, Tony.
Elvira Hancock:
You son of a bitch!... You fuck!
[throws wine in Tony's face]
Elvira Hancock:
How dare you talk to me like that? What makes you so much better than me? What do you do?
Manny Ribera:
[trying to dry off Tony's clothes]
Don't worry.
Elvira Hancock:
[as shocked restaurant clients looks on aghast]
You deal drugs and you kill people. Oh, that's wonderful, Tony. Real contribution to human history.
Tony Montana:
Go ahead. Just tell everybody. Come on.
Elvira Hancock:
You want a kid?
Tony Montana:
Tell the world.
Elvira Hancock:
What kind of a father do you think you'd make?
[Tony tries taking a swipe at her]
Elvira Hancock:
Who's gonna drive him to school in the mornings? Are you even gonna be alive by the time the kid goes to school?
[Tony glowers at her in rage]
Elvira Hancock:
You don't even know how to be a husband!
Tony Montana:
[snarls]
Sit down before I...
Elvira Hancock:
[as Manny and guards try to calm her down]
Do we ever go anywhere without having 600 thugs hanging around us all the time?
[sobbing:]
Elvira Hancock:
I have Nick "The Pig" for a friend. What kind of a life is that?
Manny Ribera:
Come on.
Elvira Hancock:
Can't you see... what we're becoming, Tony? We're losers. We're not winners.
Tony Montana:
Go home. You're stoned.
Elvira Hancock:
I'm not stoned. You're stoned.
Tony Montana:
Get her out of here!
Manny Ribera:
Come on. Come on.
Elvira Hancock:
No! No! I'm not going home with you!
[sighs, vainly trying to brush her hair back]
Elvira Hancock:
I'm not going home with anybody! I'm going home alone. I'm leaving you. I don't need this shit anymore.
Manny Ribera:
Okay, I'll walk you out.
[tapping Tony on the shoulder:]
Manny Ribera:
I'll take her home in a cab.
Tony Montana:
Let her go, let her go. Another Quaalude, she gonna love me again.
