Michael: "You know your oldest boy, Victor, was picked up in Reno for some petty theft that you don't even know about."
Connie: "I know about it. Why do you think he did it? I told him to, to get me money because you're such a cheap sob. Pop left me money too. Where is it Michael? I never saw a penny of it. Neither has Fredo.
Michael: "Connie - Connie, Connie, Connie, Connie, Connie -- I wanna be reasonable with you. Now, why don't you stay with us - with the family."
Connie (under her breath): Merle, are you sure those drapes are open?"