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As far dorsum as I tin can remember, I always wanted to be a gangster.

Goodfellas is a 1990 picture about the rise and fall of three gangsters, spanning iii decades.

Directed past Martin Scorsese. Written by Nicholas Pileggi and Martin Scorsese, based on Pileggi's book, Wiseguy: Life in a Mafia Family.

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Henry Colina [edit]

You got out of line, yous got whacked. Everybody knew the rules. Simply sometimes, fifty-fifty if people didn't go out of line, they got whacked.

Today, everything is different. There's no action. I have to wait around like anybody else. Tin't fifty-fifty get decent food. Right later on I got here, I ordered some spaghetti with marinara sauce and I got egg noodles and ketchup. I'm an average nobody. I get to live the rest of my life similar a schnook.

• As far back as I can remember, I ever wanted to be a gangster. To me, being a gangster was amend than being President of the United States. Even earlier I start wandered into the cabstand for an after-school job, I knew I wanted to exist a office of them. Information technology was at that place that I knew that I belonged. To me, it meant existence somebody in a neighborhood that was total of nobodies. They weren't like everyone else. I mean, they did whatsoever they wanted. They double-parked in front of a hydrant and nobody ever gave them a ticket. In the summertime when they played cards all night, nobody ever called the cops.
• Paulie might've moved tedious, but information technology was only considering Paulie didn't take to move for anybody.
• He knew what went on at that cab stand, and every once in a while I'd have to take a beating. Only by then I didn't care. The mode I saw it everybody takes a beating old.
• Hundreds of guys depended on Paulie and he got a slice of everything they fabricated. And it was tribute, just like in the old country, except they were doing information technology here in America. And all they got from Paulie was protection from other guys looking to rip them off. And that'south what it's all about. That's what the FBI could never empathise. That what Paulie and the organization does is offer protection for people who can't get to the cops. That'due south it. That'due south all. They're like the police department for wiseguys.
• Ane mean solar day some of the kids from the neighborhood carried my mother's groceries all the way home. You know why? It was outta respect.
• For us to alive any other style was nuts. Uh, to us, those goody-good people who worked shitty jobs for bum paychecks and took the subway to work every 24-hour interval and worried about their bills were expressionless. I mean they were suckers. They had no balls. If we wanted something, we simply took information technology. If anyone complained twice they got hitting so bad, believe me, they never complained again.
• Now the guy'south got Paulie as a partner. Any bug, he goes to Paulie. Trouble with the nib? He tin go to Paulie. Trouble with the cops, deliveries, Tommy, he can call Paulie. But at present the guy's gotta come up with Paulie's money every week, no matter what. Business bad? "Fuck you, pay me." Oh, you lot had a fire? "Fuck you, pay me." Identify got hit by lightning, huh? "Fuck you, pay me." Also, Paulie could exercise anything. Specially run up bills on the joint'due south credit. And why not? Nobody'southward gonna pay for it anyway. And as soon every bit the deliveries are made in the forepart door, you motion the stuff out the back and sell it at a discount. You take a two hundred dollar case of alcohol and y'all sell it for a hundred. It doesn't matter. It's all profit. And and then finally, when there's nothing left, when you can't borrow another buck from the bank or buy another case of booze, you bust the articulation out. You light a match.
• For almost of the guys, killings got to be accepted. Murder was the only way that everybody stayed in line. You got out of line, you got whacked. Everybody knew the rules. But sometimes, fifty-fifty if people didn't go out of line, they got whacked. I hateful, hits simply became a habit for some of the guys. Guys would become into arguments over zippo and before yous knew it, one of them was dead. And they were shooting each other all the fourth dimension. Shooting people was a normal thing. It was no big deal. Nosotros had a serious trouble with Billy Batts. This was really a touchy thing. Tommy'd killed a fabricated guy. Batts was part of the Gambino crew and was considered untouchable. Before you lot could touch a made guy, you had to have a good reason. You had to have a sitdown, and you better go an okay, or you'd be the one who got whacked.
• Saturday night was for wives, simply Friday night at the Copa was ever for the girlfriends.
• Run into, you know when you recollect of prison, you get pictures in your mind of all those old movies with rows and rows of guys behind bars...But it wasn't similar that for wiseguys. It actually wasn't that bad. Excepting that I missed Jimmy. He was doing his time in Atlanta...I mean, everybody else in the joint was doing existent time, all mixed together, living like pigs. But nosotros lived lone. And we owned the joint.
• [after the Lufthansa heist] Information technology made him ill to have to plough money over to the guys who stole information technology. He'd rather whack 'em. Anyway, what did I care? I wasn't request for anything and besides, Jimmy was making overnice money with me through my Pittsburgh connections. [showing a montage of expressionless gangsters] But still, months after the robbery they were finding bodies all over. [police surround a truck, open it to see a dead man hanging on a hook like a meat husk] When they found Carbone in the meat truck, he was frozen so stiff it took them two days to thaw him out for the autopsy.
• You know, we always called each other goodfellas. Similar you lot said to, uh, somebody, "You're gonna similar this guy. He's all right. He'south a practiced fella. He'due south 1 of the states." You understand? We were goodfellas. Wiseguys. Only Jimmy and I could never be made considering we had Irish blood. It didn't fifty-fifty matter that my mother was Sicilian. To go a member of a crew you've got to be i hundred per cent Italian so they can trace all your relatives back to the old country. Come across, it's the highest honor they tin can give you. It means you belong to a family unit and coiffure. It means that nobody tin fuck around with you lot. It likewise ways you could fuck around with everyone but as long every bit they aren't also a member. Information technology's like a license to steal. It's a license to do anything. Equally far as Jimmy was concerned with Tommy being fabricated, it was like nosotros were all being made. We would at present accept 1 of our own as a member.
• [nigh Tommy's murder] It was revenge for Billy Batts, and a lot of other things. And in that location was nothing that we could do well-nigh information technology. Batts was a made man and Tommy wasn't. And nosotros had to sit still and accept it. Information technology was among the Italians. It was real greaseball shit. They even shot Tommy in the face so his mother couldn't give him an open coffin at the funeral.
• For a second, I thought I was dead, but when I heard all the noise I knew they were cops. Only cops talk that manner. If they had been wiseguys, I wouldn't have heard a thing. I would've been dead.
• If y'all're part of a crew, nobody ever tells you that they're going to kill you. Information technology doesn't happen that way. At that place weren't whatever arguments or curses like in the movies. So your murderers come with smiles. They come as your friends, the people who accept cared for yous all of your life, and they e'er seem to come at a time when you're at your weakest and most in need of their aid.
• Information technology was easy for all of u.s. to disappear. My firm and cars were either registered in the name of my married woman or my mother-in-law. My driver's license and social security number were phony. I never voted; never paid taxes. My nascence document, arrest sheet, and my service record from the Army were all that existed to prove to the regime I was ever live.
• Run into, the hardest thing for me was leaving the life. I nevertheless love the life. And nosotros were treated like movie stars with musculus. Nosotros had it all, just for the request. Our wives, mothers, kids, everybody rode along. I had newspaper bags filled with jewelry stashed in the kitchen. I had a carbohydrate bowl full of coke next to the bed. Annihilation I wanted was a phone phone call away. Free cars. The keys to a dozen hideout flats all over the city. I'd bet twenty, xxx grand over a weekend and then I'd either accident the winnings in a calendar week or become to the sharks to pay dorsum the bookies. Didn't matter. It didn't mean anything. When I was bankrupt I would leave and rob some more than. We ran everything. We paid off cops. We paid off lawyers. We paid off judges. Everybody had their easily out. Everything was for the taking. And now it'south all over. And that's the hardest part. Today, everything is different. There's no action. I have to wait around like everyone else. Can't even get decent nutrient. Correct after I got here, I ordered some spaghetti with marinara sauce and I got egg noodles and ketchup. I'thousand an average nobody. I get to alive the residue of my life like a schnook.

Karen Colina [edit]

• One nighttime, Bobby Vinton sent united states of america champagne. There was nothing similar it. I didn't think there was anything strange in whatever of this. You know, a twenty-ane-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.
• I know in that location are women, like my best friends, who would take gotten out of there the minute their fellow gave them a gun to hide. But I didn't. I gotta acknowledge the truth. It turned me on.
• Well, we weren't married to 9-to-five guys, but the beginning fourth dimension I realized how dissimilar was when Mickey had a hostess party. They had bad pare and wore besides much make-up. I mean, they didn't expect very skillful. They looked beat-up. And the stuff they wore was thrown together and cheap. A lot of pant suits and double knits. And they talked about how rotten their kids were and about beating them with broom handles and leather belts. Merely that the kids still didn't pay whatever attention...Later on a while, it got to be all normal. None of information technology seemed like crimes. Information technology was more than like Henry was enterprising and that he and the guys were making a few bucks hustling, while the other guys were sitting on their asses waiting for manus-outs. Our husbands weren't brain surgeons. They were blue-neckband guys. The but way they could brand extra money, real extra coin, was to go out and cutting a few corners...We were all and so very close. I mean, at that place were never whatsoever outsiders around. Absolutely never. And being together all the time made everything seem all the more normal.
• Nosotros always did everything together and we e'er were in the same oversupply. Anniversaries, christenings. Nosotros just went to each other'south houses. The women played cards, and when the kids were born, Mickey and Jimmy were e'er the commencement at the hospital. And when nosotros went to the Islands or Vegas to vacation, we always went together. No outsiders, ever. Information technology got to be normal. It got to where I was even proud that I had the kind of husband who was willing to exit and gamble his neck just to get us the little extras.
• But nonetheless I couldn't hurt him. How could I hurt him? I couldn't fifty-fifty bring myself to leave him. The truth was that no matter how bad I felt I was still very attracted to him. Why should I give him to someone else? Why should she win?

Dialogue [edit]

You took your first pinch like a human being, and you learned the 2 most important things in life. You listenin'? Never rat on your friends, and E'er keep your mouth shut.

I'm funny how? I hateful funny like I'thousand a clown? I amuse you?

Jimmy: [To young Henry, after he gets cleared in court] Congratulations, here's your graduation present [Puts coin in Henry'southward pocket]

Henry: For what? I got pinched.

Jimmy: Hey, everybody gets pinched, just yous did it right. You told 'em nothing and they got naught.

Henry: I thought you'd be mad.

Jimmy: I'm not mad, I'grand proud of ya. Y'all took your showtime pinch like a human, and you learned the ii nearly of import things in life. You listenin'? Never rat on your friends, and ALWAYS keep your mouth shut. [Gives Henry an affectionate light slap on the cheek and leads him out of the court. Exterior, Paulie and many of the other gangsters are waiting for him.]

Paulie: Hey, y'all bankrupt yer cherry! [The other gangsters cheer and congratulate Henry]

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Henry: You're a pistol! Y'all're really funny. Y'all're really funny!

Tommy: What do you mean I'chiliad funny?

Henry: It's funny, you know. Information technology's a good story, it's funny, you're a funny guy!

Tommy: [dangerously] What practise you mean? Y'all hateful the fashion I talk? What?

[Everyone becomes quiet]

Henry: It'due south but, y'all know, you're just funny. It's funny, the way you tell the story and everything.

Tommy: Funny how? I mean, what's funny about it?

Anthony: Tommy, no, you lot got it all wrong —

Tommy: Oh, oh, Anthony. He'due south a big boy, he knows what he said. [to Henry] What did ya say? Funny how?

Anthony: Yous're correct.

Henry: Just —

Tommy: What?

Henry: Simply, ya know, you're funny.

Tommy: Y'all mean, let me sympathise this, 'cause, ya know possibly it's me, I'm a piddling fucked upwards peradventure, just I'm funny how? I mean funny like I'm a clown? I charm yous? I brand yous express joy, I'm here to fuckin' charm you? What do you hateful funny? Funny how? How am I funny?

Henry: Only... you know, how you tell the story — what?

Tommy: No, no, I don't know. Yous said it! How exercise I know? Y'all said I'1000 funny. How the fuck am I funny? What the fuck is so funny about me?! Tell me, tell me what's funny!

[Long intermission]

Henry: Get the fuck out of here, Tommy!

[Everyone laughs]

Tommy: Ya motherfucker! I almost had him, I well-nigh had him! You stuttering prick, you! Frankie, was he shaking? I wonder almost yous sometimes, Henry. Y'all may fold under questioning!

---

Karen: [narrating] After awhile, it got to be all normal. None of it seemed like criminal offence. It was more similar 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 blueish-collar guys. The only way they could make extra coin, real extra money, was to go out and cut a few corners.

[Cuts to Henry and Tommy hijacking a truck]

Tommy: Where'southward the strongbox, y'all fuckin' varmint?!

Karen: [narrating] Nosotros were all so very close. I mean, in that location were never any outsiders around. Absolutely never. And being together all the time made everything seem all the more normal.

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Karen: [narrating, at a makeup political party with other wives] It was rough seeing the wives of other gangsters. They did not accept care of themselves; they looked crush upward and their faces were caked with makeup. Almost of the time was spent talking nigh how rotten their kids were; how they decked them or whipped them with electrical wiring and the kids nonetheless wouldn't pay attention. [later in her bedroom] I don't recall I can do information technology, Henry.

Henry: Practice what?

Karen: This whole affair. Jeannie said her married man was sent to jail. God forbid, what if that happened to you?

Henry: Bet she didn't tell yous why her hubby went there?

Karen: How come?

Henry: To go away from Jeannie! Karen, when information technology comes to the Mafia no ane goes to jail unless they desire to. We beat the organisation and I got it all figured out. I am organized; I got my shit together. You know who goes to jail? Nigger stickup men. Know why they get caught? Because they fall asleep in the getaway car.

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Tommy: Just don't go bustin' my balls, Billy, okay?

Billy: Hey, Tommy, if I was gonna interruption your assurance, I'd tell you to become habitation and get your shine box. [To his friends] Now this kid, this child was great. They, they used to call him Spitshine Tommy. I swear to God! At present he'd make your shoes look like fuckin' mirrors. 'Scuse my language. He was terrific, he was the best. He fabricated a lot of money, too. Salud, Tommy!

Tommy: No more shines, Billy.

Billy: What?

Tommy: I said no more shines. Perhaps you didn't hear almost information technology, you lot've been abroad a long time; they didn't become up at that place and tell you. I don't shine shoes anymore.

Billy: Relax, volition ya? You flipped right out, what's got into y'all? I'm breakin' your balls a little bit, that'southward all. I'k only kiddin' with ya.

Tommy: Sometimes you don't sound like you're kidding, you lot know? There'due south a lotta people around...

Billy: Tommy, I'm only kiddin' with you. We're having a party and I just came home, and I oasis't seen yous in a long time, and I'thousand breakin' your balls, and right away you lot're getting fuckin' fresh. I'k sad, I didn't mean to offend you.

Tommy: I'm sorry besides. Information technology's okay. No trouble.

Billy: Okay, salud. [moment of silence as he takes a drink] Now go home and get ya fuckin' shinebox!

Tommy: [smashes his drinking glass in anger] Motherfuckin' mutt! You, you fuckin' piece of shit...! [Henry and Jimmy restrain him]

Billy: [taunting] Yeah, yeah, yeah, come up on, come on! Come on! Let him go!

Tommy: Henry, he bought his fucking button! That fake erstwhile tough guy! You bought your fucking button! Go along that motherfucker here, continue him here! [leaves]

---

Tommy: Spider, that cast on your foot is bigger than your fucking head. Next thing you lot know he'll take one of these fucking walkers. But you can still trip the light fantastic toe. Requite us a couple of fucking steps, Spider. Yous fucking bullshitter, yous. Tell the truth. You want sympathy, is that right, sweetie?

Spider: Why don't you go fuck yourself, Tommy?

[Everyone, but Tommy, laughs]

Jimmy: I didn't hear correct. I can't believe what I heard. [giving Spider cash] This is for y'all. I got respect for this kid, he's got a lot of fucking balls. Good for you! Don't take no shit off nobody! A guy shoots him in the foot, he tells him to go fuck himself. Tommy, you lot gonna let this fucking punk become away with that? What's this earth coming to?

Tommy: [standing and shooting Spider] That'southward what the fucking earth'due south coming to, how do ya like that? How's that?

Henry: What is wrong with y'all?!

Jimmy: What is the fucking affair with you?! What, are you stupid or what?! I was kidding with yous. Are you a sick bedlamite?

Tommy: How do I know you're kidding? You breaking my fucking balls?!

Jimmy: I'm fucking kidding with you, you lot fucking shoot the guy?!

Henry: [inspecting Spider on the floor] He's expressionless.

Tommy: [afterward a brief silence] I'g a adept shot, what do you want from me?

Anthony: How could you miss at this distance?

Tommy: You got a trouble with what I did, Anthony? Fucking rat, anyway. His family unit's all rats, he'd accept grown up to exist a rat.

Jimmy: Stupid bastard, I can't fucking believe you. At present, you're gonna dig the fucking thing at present. You're gonna dig the hole. I got no fucking lime, you're gonna do it.

Tommy: Fine! I'll dig the fucking pigsty, I don't give a fuck. What is it, the first hole I ever dug? I'll fucking dig the hole. Where are the shovels?

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Paulie: [virtually Henry'southward adulterous] Karen came to the house. She'southward very upset. This is no good; you lot gotta straighten this out. We gotta have calm.

Jimmy: We don't know what she'll do.

Paulie: She's hysterical. Very excited. She'due south wild. And you got to take it piece of cake. You got children. I'm not maxim go back to her this minute, only you got to go dorsum. You got to go along up appearances.

Jimmy: I got the two of them come to my house every twenty-four hours commiserating, the two of them. I just can't take information technology. I tin can't do information technology, Henry. I can't do information technology. Nobody says yous can't practice what you want. We all know that. This is what information technology is. We know what it is. You lot accept to do what's correct. Y'all have to go home to the family unit. You got to go home, okay? Look at me. You got to go habitation. Smarten up.

Paulie: I'll talk to Karen. I'll straighten this out. I know merely what to say to her. I'll say yous'll go back to her and it'll be like when yous start got married. I'll romance her. Information technology'll be beautiful. I know how to talk to her, particularly to her. In the concurrently, Jimmy and Tommy were going to Tampa this weekend. Instead you get with Jimmy.

Jimmy: You come with me.

Paulie: Have a good time. Sit in the sun. Take a few days off.

Jimmy: We'll have a expert time.

Paulie: Later on that, you'll go back to Karen. There'due south no other mode. No divorce. We're not animoli.

Jimmy: No divorce. She'll never divorce him. She'll kill him, but non divorce him. [they express mirth]

---

Karen and her children are visiting Henry in jail

Baby-sit: Mrs. Hill, this way. Sign this volume, delight.

Karen signs ledger simply something catches her eye

Proper name of Inmate: Henry Hill

Proper noun of Visitor: Janice Rossi

Visitor's heart

Karen: I saw her, Henry.

Henry: What are you talking about?

Karen: I saw her name in the register.

Henry: Jesus Christ.

Karen: You want her to visit yous? Let her stay upward all night, crying and writing messages to the parole board.

Henry: What am I doing here? Where am I? I'thousand in jail. I can't cease people from coming to see me.

Karen: Practiced. Let her sneak this stuff every week. [Karen dangles a bag of illegal drugs in forepart him] Let her fight these bastards every calendar week!

Henry: Wait what you're doing! End information technology!

Karen: I'g lamentable. Let her sneak this shit in for you.

Henry: Will you stop it, Karen? Will you stop it?

Karen: Allow her practise information technology! Permit her do it!

Henry: End It!!!

[Kids react to anger; Karen starts to sob]

Karen: Nobody is helping me. I am all alone. Belle and Morrie are bankrupt. I asked your friend Remo for the money that he owes you, and you know what he told me? He told me to accept my kids downward to the police station and go on welfare.

Henry: Karen, It's going to be okay.

Karen: Yeah? Even Paulie, since he got out, I've never seen him. I never see anybody anymore.

Henry: It'south only yous and me. That'south what happens when you become away. I told you that nosotros're on our own. Forget everybody else. Forget Paulie. Equally long as he's on parole, he doesn't want anybody doing annihilation.

Karen: I can't exercise it.

Henry: Aye, you can. Karen, Listen to me. All I need is for yous to bring me this stuff. I got a guy in hither from Pittsburgh who'll help me movement information technology. Believe me, in a calendar month we're gonna be fine. We won't need anybody.

Karen: I'm afraid. I'g afraid if Paulie finds out...

Henry: Or I just say, Don't worry about him. He is not helping us out. Is he putting any nutrient on the table? Nosotros've gotta assistance each other. We've just gotta-- Listen, We've gotta be really careful while nosotros exercise information technology.

Karen: I don't want to hear a word about her anymore, Henry.

Henry: Never.

---

Henry has just been released from prison

Henry's Children: Daddy! Are you out for good? Are you lot coming to my recital? Here is a picture I drew!

Henry takes a look at the depression-rent tenement his wife and kids are looking in and reacts with disgust

Henry: Karen, get packed. We are moving out. I am going to Pittsburgh tommorow.

Karen: What? You have a meeting with your parole officeholder tommorow.

Henry: Don't worry, they owe me $15,000. Who wants to go to Uncle Paulie's?

Children cheer. Cut to Paulie's business firm where people have a big dinner. Later Paulie speaks to Henry in private

Paulie: I do non want whatever more than of that shit.

Henry: I have no idea what'southward going on hither.

Paulie: I mean the drugs! I do not want any more of that junk.

Henry: Paulie, why would I want to become mixed up in that?

Paulie: Just don't do information technology. I am non talking about what you lot did in the can. Yous get a laissez passer for that. In at that place you lot had to do what y'all had to practice to support your family. I am talking nearly here and now. I do non want to cease upwardly like Gribbs. Gribbs got twenty years but for proverb good morning to some scuzz who was selling junk backside his back! Gribbs is 70 years sometime; the poor man is going to die in prison. So I am warning everyone, it could be my son, it could exist anyone.

[Cut to Henry making cocaine]

Henry: [voiceover] It took me 2 weeks of sneaking the stuff around, only when I did, information technology was a real score. In a month I had a downwards payment on my firm and things were rolling. I knew equally long equally the cash kept rolling in; Paulie would never find out.

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Henry: [sniveling] Paulie, I am really sorry.

Paulie: You lot fucked up good. You looked me in the center and treated me like shit; like I was nobody.

Henry: I couldn't come to y'all; non after what you said to me. I was ashamed and then; I am ashamed now. I swear on my kids, I am make clean. Merely I got nowhere else to go. I could really employ some help at present.

Paulie: Take this.

[Paulie pulls a wad of cash out of his pocket and hands it to Henry]

Henry: Cheers.

Paulie: And now I accept to plow my back on yous. There is no other manner.

Henry: [narrating] My advantage for a lifetime of service to Paulie: $3,200. Information technology was not even enough to pay for my casket.

---

Henry enters a diner

Henry{as narrator}: I got at that place 15 minutes early, Jimmy was already there waiting for me.

Jimmy: All my life I said, do not talk on the phone. At present you see why? Do non worry, I call up you lot stand a expert chance of beating this instance.

Jimmy: At that place was a kid we knew, turned out to be a rat.

Henry: Actually?

Jimmy: Yep. Found him hiding in Florida. How would you lot feel near going with Anthony, take care of that guy?

[Jimmy slips a bulletin with information. Screen freeze-frames]

Henry: [narrating] Jimmy never asked me to whack a guy earlier. At present in the midst of all this he is asking me to go to Florida and practice a hit with Anthony? [Screen resumes] That is when I knew I would have never returned from Florida alive.

Taglines [edit]

• 3 Decades of Life in the Mafia.
• "As far back as I can call back, I've always wanted to be a gangster."—Henry Hill, Brooklyn, N.Y. 1955.
• Murderers come with smiles.
• Shooting people was 'No big deal'.
• In a earth that'southward powered by violence, on the streets where the tearing have power, a new generation carries on an old tradition.

Cast [edit]

• Robert De Niro - Jimmy Conway
• Ray Liotta - Henry Hill
• Joe Pesci - Tommy DeVito
• Lorraine Bracco - Karen Hill
• Paul Sorvino - Paul Cicero
• Chuck Depression - Morris 'Morrie' Kessler
• Christopher Serrone - Immature Henry Hill
• Frank Sivero - Frankie Carbone
• Tony Darrow - Sonny Bunz
• Frank Vincent - Billy Batts
• Frank Adonis - Anthony Stabile
• Catherine Scorsese - Mrs. DeVito, Tommy's Mother
• Gina Mastrogiacomo - Janice Rossi
• Suzanne Shepherd - Karen'southward Mother
• Debi Mazar - Sandy
• Kevin Corrigan - Michael Hill
• Charles Scorsese - Vinnie
• Michael Imperioli - Spider
• Tony Sirico - Tony Stacks
• Samuel L. Jackson - Stacks Edwards
• Vincent Pastore - Man with Glaze Rack
• Ray DeBenedictis - "Pete"
• Jerry Vale - Himself
• Henny Youngman - Himself

External links [edit]

• Goodfellas quotes at the Internet Moving-picture show Database
• Goodfellas at Rotten Tomatoes
• Goodfellas at Filmsite.org

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