Vinny Gambini: What’s the matter with you?
Mona Lisa Vito: I don’t know.
Vinny Gambini: You’re acting like you’re nervous or something.
Mona Lisa Vito: Well, yeah. I am.
Vinny Gambini: What are you nervous about? I’m the one that’s under the gun here. Trial starts tomorrow.
Mona Lisa Vito: You wanna know what I’m nervous about? I’ll tell you what I’m nervous about! I am in the dark here with all this legal crap. I have no idea what’s going on. All I know is that you’re screwing up and I can’t help.
Vinny Gambini: You left me a little camera, didn’t you?
Mona Lisa Vito: Oh, Vinny! I’m watching you go down in flames, and you’re bringing me with you and I can’t do anything about it!
Vinny Gambini: And?
Mona Lisa Vito: Well I hate to bring it up because I know you’ve got enough pressure on you already. But, we agreed to get married as soon as you won your first case. Meanwhile, TEN YEARS LATER, my niece, the daughter of my sister is getting married. My biological clock is [taps her foot] TICKING LIKE THIS and the way this case is going, I ain’t never getting married.
Vinny Gambini: Lisa, I don’t need this. I swear to God, I do not need this right now, okay? I’ve got a judge that’s just aching to throw me in jail. An idiot who wants to fight me for two hundred dollars. Slaughtered pigs. Giant loud whistles. I ain’t slept in five days. I got no money, a dress code problem, AND a little murder case which, in the balance, holds the lives of two innocent kids. Not to mention your [taps his foot] BIOLOGICAL CLOCK – my career, your life, our marriage, and let me see, what else can we pile on? Is there any more SHIT we can pile on to the top of the outcome of this case? Is it possible?
Mona Lisa Vito: [beat] Maybe it was a bad time to bring it up.