When you love someone, you've gotta trust them. There's no other way. You've got to give them the key to everything that's yours. Otherwise, what's the point? And, for a while... I believed that's the kind of love I had.

I mean, you gotta have the hole already dug before you show up with a package in the trunk. Otherwise you're talkin' about a half-hour or forty-five minutes of diggin'. And who knows who's gonna be comin' along in that time? Before you know it, you gotta dig a few more holes. You could be there all fuckin' night.

There are three ways of doing things around here. The right way, the wrong way, and the way I do it.

You beat Nicky with fists, he comes back with a bat. You beat him with a knife, he comes back with a gun. And you beat him with a gun, you better kill him, because he'll keep comin' back and back until one of you is dead.

— Can you feel my eyes on you? Can you feel me look into your heart? Can you feel me in the pit of your stomach? Can you feel me in you? In your heart? We see a wide view of the elaborate wedding, guests mill about the banquet hall. Don't make me come there. Answer me.
— I love you.

But at night, you couldn't see the desert that surrounds Las Vegas... But it's in the desert where lots of the town's problems are solved. Got a lot of holes in the desert, and a lot of problems are buried in those holes.

It got to the point when he walked into the place, he didn't know whether he was going to be kissed or killed.

Who could resist? <...> I'm not only legitimate, but running a casino. And that's like selling dreams for cash.

In the casino, the cardinal rule is to keep them playing and keep them coming back. The longer they play, the more they lose. In the end, we get it all.