Rocco: Sophia, I'm disappointed.
Sophia: Not half as disappointed as I am. I admit, at times, your stories about being a big-shot gangster seemed colorful to me, but I figured you weren't that guy anymore. And if you are, you're not for me.
Rocco: I wish you'd have told me that before. Sophia, I have some confessions to make to you. I was never a big-shot gangster. I was never a big-shot nothin'. All I was was an assistant cook at chowder house in Bayonne, New Jersey. Not the kind of fella you're used to goin' with. I didn't wanna lose ya. That's why I made up those stories of the bank robbery. $45,000 was my life savings. I thought with that money I could I could treat you like you oughta be treated. Like a queen.
Sophia: I can't believe this.
Rocco: I can't believe it either. There's a gate. I could've got a hernia comin' over the wall! Wait a minute. Look, I've messed everything up. I'll just get out of your life.
Sophia: What I can't believe is that you went through all this. Rocco, you always treat me like a queen. Come here.