Jerry Ryan: 3.30, Friday, and any time thereafter.
Gittel 'Mosca' Moscawitz: Any time thereafter for how long?
Jerry Ryan: You say something?
Gittel 'Mosca' Moscawitz: I said I love you.
Jerry Ryan: When you have something like that to say, don't mumble.
Gittel 'Mosca' Moscawitz: All right, I'll holler it.

Jerry Ryan: Be safe, be homeless.

Jerry Ryan: Didn't you understand one word I said?
Gittel 'Mosca' Moscawitz: Sure! As a juror I'd give me five years.
Jerry Ryan: I'm not kidding. Need someone.
Gittel 'Mosca' Moscawitz: Let go!
Jerry Ryan: Need someone.
Gittel 'Mosca' Moscawitz: Or what? Let me go or I'll yell.
Jerry Ryan: No, you won't.
Gittel 'Mosca' Moscawitz: Help!
Jerry Ryan: You lunatic. Somebody'll come.
Gittel 'Mosca' Moscawitz: Nobody'll come, it's New York.

Jerry Ryan: Gittel, when you've been married to somebody for 12 years, lived together for 12 years, you don't just break up. You can't just forget it like it was... Well, anyway, I cut out. Ran.
Gittel 'Mosca' Moscawitz: Stop running, it's the Atlantic Ocean already.
Jerry Ryan: I'm not running any more.
Gittel 'Mosca' Moscawitz: Don't you see? If you can't talk to her, you're running.

Jerry Ryan: I told you to make a claim on me, to depend on me. I practically forced you. Gittel, I care for you. I don't want to see you hurt or lost or short-changed.
Gittel 'Mosca' Moscawitz: So what's the future, Jerry? You gonna think any less about her? A little time'll pass, everything'll be hunky-dory? How am I gonna give her competition? Have a hemorrhage twice a year? Trap you that way? I got half of you by being a wreck, is that how we'll go on? Oh, you gotta short-change me, Jerry.
Jerry Ryan: I've tried not to.
Gittel 'Mosca' Moscawitz: That's what's outta whack. How hard you try. Who works that hard if everything's OK?

Jerry Ryan: I'd say you were a born victim.
Gittel 'Mosca' Moscawitz: Of what?
Jerry Ryan: Yourself.
Gittel 'Mosca' Moscawitz: I feel sorry for you. What's so terrible?
Jerry Ryan: You feel sorry for me?
Gittel 'Mosca' Moscawitz: Sure.
Jerry Ryan: Gittel, how old are you?
Gittel 'Mosca' Moscawitz: 29.
Jerry Ryan: Stop talking like 28. Start worrying about your own worries.

Jerry Ryan: It's true. Half of me hasn't even been in this town.
Gittel 'Mosca' Moscawitz: I tried Jake.
Jerry Ryan: Of course.
Gittel 'Mosca' Moscawitz: So we're both flops.
Jerry Ryan: No. Not both of us. Not you. I've tried to make you over so you'd be more like me - like everyone, I guess. Stingy, holding back, guarding what we have because we've got so little. Everything you get, you give back double. No, you're not a flop. You're a gift, infant. Underneath that beautiful face there's a street brawler. But underneath that there's someone... that no one, nothing has ever dirtied. The way people were meant to be. That's what you are.

Jerry Ryan: That birthday candle you lit under me cast a light all the way to Omaha.

Jerry Ryan: This... This isn't true. All the courts in the worid will tell you it's true but it isn't. The bonds can't be "held for nought".

Jerry Ryan: Well... so long, honey.
Gittel 'Mosca' Moscawitz: I love you, Jerry. As long as you live, remember the last thing you heard outta me was I love you.
Jerry Ryan: I love you too, infant.