A. Richie, the bartender, to Carmine Rosato as he was about to shoot the cop who came in.
Q. Ahh...who's Meucci?

Ntra la porta tua lu sangu � sparsu,
E nun me mporta si ce muoru accisu...
E s'iddu muoru e vaju mparadisu
Si nun ce truovo a ttia, mancu ce trasu.