American Hustle

Irving: [Rosalyn has accidentally destroyed their new microwave] I told you not to put metal in the science oven, what did you do that for? Rosalyn: Don't make such a big deal! Just get another one. Irving: I don't want another one, want the one that Carmine gave me. Rosalyn: [mocking] Oh, Carmine! I want the one that Carmine gave me! Carmine! Carmine! Why don't you just marry Carmine? Get a little gold microwave and put it on a chain around your neck! You wanna be more like Carmine? Why don't you build something, like he does? Instead of all your empty deals; they're just like your fuckin' science oven. You know, I read that it takes all of the nutrition out of our food! It's empty, just like your deals. Empty! Empty! Irving: Bullshit. Rosalyn: It's not bullshit! I read it in an article, look: By Paul Bradeur [hands Irving the article] Bring something into this house that's gonna take all the nutrition out of our food and then light our house on fire? Thank God for me.

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Irving: I want show you something. This Rembrandt here? People come from all over the world to see this. Richie: Yeah, he's good. Yeah. Irving: It's a fake. Richie: Wait, what’re you talking about? That's impossible. Irving: People believe what they want to believe. 'Cause the guy who made this was so good that it's real to everybody. Now who's the master -- the painter or the forger? Richie: That's a fake? Irving: That's the way the world works. Not black and white, like you say. Extremely grey.

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Rosalyn: Life is ridiculous. And you know that I would never say anything bad about your father in front of you, but your father is a sick son-of-a-bitch. Danny: Daddy's a sick son-of-a-bitch? Rosalyn: Don't repeat that... but yes.

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Paco: This whole thing is racist. Abscam? "Arab-scam"? It's completely racist! Richie: So what do you have to worry about, Sheikh? You're Mexican.

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Sydney: [On the phone] Who was that? Richie: My fiancee. Sydney: You have a fiancee? Richie: Well... sorta... I guess... I don't know.

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