Men of Respect (1990)

Peter Boyle: Matt Duffy

Quotes 

• Mike Battaglia : [after being shot by Duffy]  Shit happens.

  Matt Duffy : Ain't that the truth.

  [Mike dies] 

• Matt Duffy : [after Mikey quickly kills Ray and Jamesy to cover his tracks]  Pretty quick on the draw, aren't you, Mikey?

  Mike Battaglia : What, I should have a sit-down talk with them? Charlie was like my own. He was my own. You do to him, you do to me! I'm gonna make them choke on this, man! I'm gonna make them regret the day they were born! Rossi and whoever else! So, everybody better declare yourself on this, one side or the other!

  Bankie Como : All right. All right. Let's, uh... Let's just keep a calm head about this, huh? Now, uh... I say we clean this whole thing up. We go inside and we get our stories straight.

• Bankie Como : Matty! Matty! Wait up a minute. You take a powder now, you'll never get your two cents in on this.

  Matt Duffy : My thing was with Charlie, now Charlie's history. In a few days, Charlie will be geography. I'm not hanging around to be anybody's landmark. You pricks want to bury each other, you can count me out.

  Bankie Como : Look, look, nothing is final with this, Matty. We could come out of this.

  Matt Duffy : 'We'? Since when the hell is it 'we'? Since when do we do business together? You got your head up Battaglia's ass. Enjoy the smell. The way I figure it, the closer to you pricks, the nearer to God!

• Matt Duffy : I'm prepared to renew and honor my commitment to your father, and to repair our previous arrangement. Nothing more, nothing less.

  Mal : That's very generous. Alla tua salute.

  Carmelo Rossi : What about the wet work, Matt?

  Matt Duffy : I'll provide the muscle. Until Mal and Don deal with any stragglers in this thing and everybody has declared themselves. Then I expect the burden to be shared equally by all. But I demand one concession: Battaglia is mine. Not a drop of blood, not a hair on his head, not a scratch until I bring myself there and he stands in front of me.

  Carmelo Rossi : Matt, this could be a very messy business. People get carried away.

  Matt Duffy : Not a drop of blood. Not a scratch. That's to be made clear to all concerned.

  Mal : Agreed.

• Mike Battaglia : Don't be a fool, Duffy. My hands are wet enough with blood of yours already.

  Matt Duffy : Your luck's run out, Mikey.

  Mike Battaglia : I wouldn't bet on it, man. Don't. I'll kill you if I have to. You're fast for a big fuck!

  Matt Duffy : Yeah. It's an Irishman's luck. No comparison.

  Mike Battaglia : I got a charmed life, Matty. No man born of woman can touch me.

  Matt Duffy : Yeah, I heard that story. I got one of my own.

  Mike Battaglia : I've got all the time in the world.

  Matt Duffy : Did I ever tell you how I get my name, Mikey?

  Mike Battaglia : Yeah, from your whore mother, 'cause you're a bastard.

  Matt Duffy : You're gonna wish. Remember Father Duffy, the priest from the Bronx? Had the orphanage there on 149th street. One night, about 40 years ago, the nuns there open the door and find a woman laying there ready to drop a kid. She was in bad shape, Mikey. On the way out. When the emergency got there, they rushed her to the hospital. But she didn't make it. The intern ripped the little fucker from her belly! Get my drift, Mikey? You know who that kid was? I was that kid! I'm not a man of woman born. And I'm gonna kill you.

• Mike Battaglia : [as he lays dying]  Shit happens.

  Matt Duffy : Ain't that the truth.