Mike: "Clemenza promised the Rosato brothers three territories in the Bronx after he died. You took over and then you didn't give it to them."
Frankie: " I welched."
Mike: "You welched?"
Frankie: "Yeah, Clemenza promised them ugatos, me scusate. Clemenza promised them nothing. He hated those son of a bithes more than i do."
Mike: "Frankie, they feel cheated."
Frankie: "Michael, you're sitting high up in the Sierra Mountains... And you're drinking.. a.. What is he drinking Cicci?"
Cicci: " Champagne"
Frankie: "Champagne, champagne cocktails. And you're passing judgment on how i run my family"