Paulie: Look at that chair! What the hell happened here?
Charlie: She walked out. She took the money. She left.
Paulie: She robbed you? What did you do, Charlie?
Charlie: I didn’t do anything, Paulie. I didn’t hit her. I didn’t do nothin’.
Paulie: You can’t do that, man. I mean you don’t abuse ‘em once in a while they’ll shit all over you. I don’t mean you walk around morning to night whackin’ ‘em upside the head like someone from the other side, but you terrorize ‘em once in a while just to keep ‘em in line. Know what I mean? Like sometimes, when they embarrass you in front of your friends, you whack ‘em with a backhand. You’re not in the middle of the road like some fucking animal, but nice, in the bedroom. Ba-boom! “What am I? Some kind of fucking asshole? Get your coat on fast and you don’t say goodnight to nobody! You understand me?” That’s to keep them humble. When you don’t let them say goodnight to nobody, they walk out looking at the fucking floor. [beat] Chaaaaaaaaarlie, they took my thumb!