Quotes from the Movie Casino

"When you love someone, you've gotta trust them. There's no other way. You've got to give them the key to everything that's yours. Otherwise, what's the point?"

"You know I'm tryin' to put somethin' really big together out here. You know what I'm talkin' about, huh? You know! If you're actin' like this now, how can I depend on you?"

"You know, I don't wanna bring this up but you've been treating a lot of people with a lot of disrespect, even your own wife."

"I used to send Marino back home with a piece of what I made. Not a big piece, but what did they know? They were 1500 miles away, and I don't know anyone who can see that far."

When you love someone, you've gotta trust them. There's no other way. You've got to give them the key to everything that's yours. Otherwise, what's the point? And for a while, I believed that's the kind of love I had.

Sam "Ace" Rothstein

No matter how big a guy might be, Nicky would take him on. You beat Nicky with fists, he comes back with a bat. You beat him with a knife, he comes back with a gun. And you beat him with a gun, you better kill him, because hell keep comin back and back until one of you is dead.

Sam

In the casino, the cardinal rule is to keep them playing, and keep them coming back. The longer they play, the more they lose. In the end, we get it all.

Sam

Meeting in the middle of the desert always made me nervous. It's a scary place. I heard about the holes in the desert and for all I know, there could have been a hole nearby with my name on it.

Sam

I know that lousy moron had a good time. On my money. You might as well have slept with him, which you probably did, anyway. You're looking at me a certain way. You're teary-eyed, I get it. You're a good actress, you know that? Good damn actress. Can't really get that pity out of people. I'm no John, you understand? You always thought I was, but I'm not. I'm no sucker. That filthy pimp con artist. He's lucky I didn't kill him last time. Lucky he's living. And if you had stayed with him, and you would have run away, you would have been dead, both of you. Dead! Dead!

Sam

After all the threats and all the garbage, it turned out Ginger didn't tell them anything. But by then, the Feds didn't need her, anyway. They had all the pieces they needed. And everybody began to tumble...one after the other, just like dominoes. Between Piscano complaining on a wire, between Nicky, Ginger, me and my license, paradise. We managed to really mess up a good thing.

Sam

After Ginger took off, she wasn't much help to anybody. She found some pimps, lowlifes, druggies and bikers in L.A.. And in a few months, they went through all the money and all the jewels. After they found her body, I had a private doctor do another autopsy. He said they gave her a hot dose. In the end, all she had left was $3,600 in mint condition coins.

Sam

No matter what the Feds or the papers might've said about my car bombing, it was amateur night; you could tell. Whoever it was, they put the dynamite under the passenger side. But what they didn't know, what nobody outside the factory knew, was that that model car was made with a metal plate under the driver's seat. It's the only thing that saved my life. The bombing was never authorized, but I suspect I know who lit the fuse...and so did the powers that be.

Sam

The word was out. The bosses had enough of Nicky. They had enough. How much were they gonna take? So they made an example of him and his brother. They buried them while they were still breathing. They had other ideas for me.

Sam (Ace) Rothstein

The town will never be the same. After the Tangiers, the big corporations took it all over. Today, it looks like Disneyland. And while the kids play cardboard pirates, Mommy and Daddy drop the house payments and Junior's college money on the poker slots. In the old days, dealers knew your name, what you drank, what you played. Today, it's like checkin' into an airport. And if you order room service, you're lucky if you get it by Thursday. Today, it's all gone. You get a whale show up with four million in a suitcase, and some twenty-five-year-old hotel school kid is gonna want his Social Security Number. After the Teamsters got knocked out of the box, the corporations tore down practically every one of the old casinos. And where did the money come from to rebuild the pyramids? Junk bonds...But in the end, I wound up right back where I started. I could still pick winners, and I could still make money for all kinds of people back home. And why mess up a good thing? And that's that.

Sam (Ace) Rothstein

Before I ever ran a casino or got myself blown up, Ace Rothstein was a helluva handicapper, I can tell you that. I was so good that when I bet, I can change the odds for every bookmaker in the country. I'm serious. I had it down so cold that I was given paradise on earth. I was given one of the biggest casinos in Las Vegas to run: the Tangiers, by the only kind of guys that can get you that kind of money. Sixty-two million seven hundred thousand dollars. I don't know all the details.

Sam (Ace) Rothstein