"Badda-Bing, Badda-Bang" Line-by-Line!

[Holosuite - Las Vegas lounge]

CICCI: You call this a cheesesteak? I wouldn't feed this to my parole officer.

 

ODO: Excuse me, Cicci. Could I have a word with you?

 

CICCI: Just a second, please. Now I want a cheesesteak and I don't care if you got to fly to Philadelphia to get me one.
(Cicci rams the sub into the hapless waiter's mouth. The waiter flees.)
CICCI: A guy can starve to death in this town.

 

ODO: Ezri, this is Tony Cicci.

 

EZRI: Nice to meet you.

 

CICCI: The pleasure is all mine.

 

ODO: Ezri's new in town. She needs a job.

 

EZRI: I'm a very good waitress.

 

CICCI: Ah. You wouldn't happen to have a slice of pizza on you?

 

EZRI: No, but I could go the kitchen and get you one.

 

CICCI: That chef wouldn't know a good pizza if it hit him right in the face. Consider yourself gainfully employed.

 

EZRI: Really? That's wonderful.

 

ODO: Thanks, Cicci. I owe you one.

 

Cicci: Ah, don't mention it, Stretch. Maybe one of these days you'll show me the... (Vic enters) I don't believe it!

 

VIC: Take it easy, pallie. Take it easy. I'm not looking for trouble.

 

Cicci: That's a relief.

 

VIC: I'm here to see Frankie. I want to try to work things out with him. You know, let bygones be bygones.

[Holosuite- Casino]

VIC: Frankie, I'm dying here. The Sands, the Dunes, the DI, no one will even return my call.

 

Frankie: Tell me something I don't know.

 

VIC: There's got to be a way for us to bury the hatchet.

 

FRANKIE: I already did. In your head.