White Horse Pike Quotes: Boardwalk Empire

Here are some quotes from “White Horse Pike”, (recap here) the tenth episode of Boardwalk Empire’s Season 4:

Eli Thompson: I don’t know exactly his position but he’s big time over there.
Agent Knox/Tolliver: Is it Balanchuk? And you’ve dealt with him directly? In Atlantic City?
Agent Selby: Joseph Balanchuk. What is that, Polish?
Knox: Ukrainian.
Agent Selby: I thought Torrio only worked with Italians.
Eli: It’s a syndicate for Christ’s sake.

Nucky Thompson: You were supposed to call me three hours ago
Sally Wheet: You miss me. Aw shucks.
Nucky: This is business which runs on a schedule
Sally: You called me just to say hello
Nucky: Is that what this is?
Sally: No. Something’s wrong… That wop you’re in bed with. Petrucelli. He’s pulling a fast one…
Turns out rum ain’t the only thing you’re running. Him and the other ones, Luciano and his partner…
Bill McCoy: Lanksy.
Nucky: Who’s there?
Sally: McCoy. He’s with me. Anyway, turns out they’re stashing heroin in with your hooch and trucking it north.
Nucky: And you know this how?
Sally: A girl has her ways
Nucky: You tell anyone besides McCoy?
Sally: I prefer to live near the swamp not in it.
Nucky: Well, keep him close by.
Sally: Do I have to?
Nucky: Yes, and Sally, I owe you one.
Sally: Don’t think I don’t know it, sport.

Knox: Quite a boy you’ve got here. Left college to take a position with the mayor’s office. That’s what I call gumption.
Eli: What is it you want exactly, Mr. … uh…
Knox: Balanchuk. I recently transferred from the Chicago office…
Eli: You come to my bleeping house?
Knox: Joseph Balanchuk has been dead for 2 years. John Torrio paid for his funeral.
Eli: You ask what I know. That’s what I know.
Knox: Next time, know better or, as God is my judge, that bright-eyed young son of yours will be breaking rocks up in Trenton

Arnold Rothstein: May I inquire as to your salary, Mrs. Rohan?
Margaret Thompson: $11 per week with the occasional bonus for good performance.
Rothstein: That’s $572 annually with a prospective yearly rental of over half that. I imagine you’re frugal but, uh, subtracting for the grocer, transportation, clothing, sundries and what have you, it seems these particular quarters are above your means.
Margaret: I fail to see what business this is of yours.
Rothstein: May I offer you some free advice?
Margaret: Is there anything more expensive in the world?
Rothstein: Forget this place and call me. I own several buildings uptown. Perhaps I could steer you toward more suitable accommodations.
Margaret: In exchange for what?
Rothstein: Your boss Mr. Bennett. He and his ilk are systematically driving down the price of Anaconda Realty stock in which I’m invested. Soon, no doubt, they plan on buying it back. I need to know when this happens.
Margaret: I could lose my job.
Rothstein: Yes you could or perhaps gain something better.

Onyx Worker #1: Ain’t seen a hair of the doctor since the other night.
Onyx Worker #2: Ain’t heard his speechifying neither.
Chalky White: His jabberin’ days be over soon enough. Tonight we pay a visit down the Northside and see how he…
Onyx Worker #3 : Back in the kitchen, ofay. This here private.
Chalky: So this here the new dishwasher Nucky hire?
Onyx Worker #2: Half-face white boy takin’ our jobs.
Chalky: The way I see it one man got as much right to eat as another and this here man a friend of mine. Mr. Harrow.
Richard Harrow: Mr White. (they shake hands)
Chalky: You need something you look me up.

Mickey Doyle: So he’s running, being chased through these giant flower pots and he’s jumping and bouncing in and out like he’s got springs in his shoes…
Eli Thompson: What? Who was?
Doyle: Douglas Fairbanks. Ain’t you listening? Hey, Nuck, you see “The Thief of Baghdad”?
Nucky Thompson: You got time to go to the pictures?… I need you to take some men, head out to the White Horse Pike.
Doyle: What’s out there?
Nucky: A convoy of trucks heading from Tampa to New York.
Eli: You want me to stop it?
Nucky: Yes. Find the heroin Petrucelli’s piggybacking with our rum.
Eli: Petrucelli’s in business with Masseria?
Nucky: Masseria, Luciano, Lansky…
Eli: Jesus. This kid, this Luciano, you should have let me plug him years ago when I had the chance.

Al Capone: Johnny, hey, thought you were gone already.
Johnny Torrio: Who’s this?
Al Capone: George, from the flower shop, I told you about him already, didn’t I?
Ralph Capone: He helped us arrange O’Banion’s retirement party.
Al Capone: I ain’t gonna squeeze you out or nuttin’
Torrio: You wouldn’t squeeze me out of my own operation. That is very generous of you.

Knox: C. Auguste Dupin.
Eli Thompson: I don’t know him.
Knox: He’s fictional. A detective? “The Murders in the Rue Morgue”? Those stories are the reason I wanted to join law enforcement. You’ve handled yourself well. I’m sure you were a good cop.
Eli Thompson: Are we friends now?
Knox: You don’t have to be my pal, Eli. I mean, heck, I don’t think you even like me but really, this doesn’t have to be so bad.

Dr. Valentin Narcisse: Chalky White?
Nucky’s Bodyguard, Sid: I told him he wasn’t here, boss
Narcisse’s bodyguard: You don’t tell Dr. Narcisse anything.
Nucky Thompson: He’s not. Now you heard it from me. So?
Narcisse: He came at me with a pistol… Now I want him dead… He and his men… killed three of mine… Tonight it ends. I will cut him from nave to chops.
Nucky: You’ll find the meat tough, doctor.
Narcisse: Tell me where he is or don’t — your choice.
Nucky: Dr. Narcisse, there’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you for quite sometime. Who the bleep do you think you are?
Narcisse: Cast your lot. Is it so?
Nucky: Your leaving on your feet or your back is entirely up to you .
Narcisse (to his bodyguard): You ready for dis?
Narcisse’s bodyguard: Just say.
Sid: I’ll put one in this burrhead right now.
Narcisse: Mr. Thompson. He not ready for dis.
Nucky: I’ve told you I don’t know where Chalky is. You got problems with him, take it up with him. Now get the bleep out of my club.
Narcisse: When I run him through, watch the light go out. I hope he knows what a friend he had in you.

Chalky White: You sure it’s copastetic?
Richard Harrow: You’ll be safe here through the weekend.
Mr. Coates: Brought her directly Mr. White
Chalky: Ain’t nobody follow y’all? You go on now and make the midnight show so they ain’t suspicious. You go too. I be fine.
Daughter Maitland: He’ll come after you, you know. Come after us.
Chalky: Let him come.

Nucky Thompson: You come to me practically begging, some wet behind the ears little shit. You assure me that your intentions are honorable, that you and your partner have big plans for the future. I let you in on the deal. Things are going great and what do you do the second you get the chance? You stick it up my bleeping ass.
Meyer Lansky: We were coerced, Charlie and I, by Masseria. He found out about Tampa from his cousin and realized he could use it to his advantage…. He would have killed us if we didn’t go along.
Nucky: You think I bleeping won’t?
Lansky: I know that is a distinct possibility though I do pray to God it doesn’t happen.

White Horse Pike Supporting Cast

Mr. Bennett: Redstone, some of these other dubs, they’re down 80%. They say these kikes are smart… well, this one’s dumb as a doornail with the deepest pockets I’ve ever seen.
Margaret Thompson: They’re no match for you, sir.
Bennett: They’re greedy, every last one of them, Redstone included.

Nucky Thompson: Are you thinking straight about any of this?
Chalky White: She put the knife in Purnsley’s back.
Nucky: He came to see me last night, Narcisse… What he wants is you on a slab.
Chalky White: What you want?
Nucky: I can tell you what I don’t want and that’s a bleeping war.
Chalky: Push comes to shove, what happen then?
Nucky: I’m here, aren’t I?
Chalky: You say you don’t want no war.
Nucky: I don’t want the trots either but when I get them I deal with it. You know someone once told me that all of man’s problem’s come from his inability to just sit in a room.
Chalky: Doin’ that right now.
Nucky: Then I suppose your troubles are over… Don’t do anything until you hear from me.

Joe Masseria: Ah, Nucky Thompson, always a pleasure.
Nucky: Perhaps for you… what do you have to say for yourself?
Masseria: I will wait till my partner come.
Nucky: What the hell is going on?
Narcisse: The world is going on, Mr. Thompson, without you… depending on what passes here today.

Margaret Thompson: I’m too nervous to eat.
Arnold Rothstein: You needn’t worry, I’m a married man.
Margaret: You must be joking.
Rothstein: I am, though what would Mr. Thompson think.
Margaret: Mr. Bennett, Mr. Bennett is a criminal no different than…
Rothstein: Than me?
Margaret: I was going to say my husband.
Rothstein: You’ll accept nothing from Mr. Thompson yet you will from me?
Margaret: I earned this and when it’s over, I owe you nothing.