Sonny: Mickey Mantle? That's what you're upset about? Mantle makes $100,000 a year. How much does your father make? If your dad ever can't pay the rent and needs money, go ask Mickey Mantle. See what happens. Mickey Mantle don't care about you. Why should you care about him? Nobody cares.
Teenage Calogero: [narrating] After that, I never felt the same way about the Yankees.
Priest:Wait. Can you back up a bit?
Young Calogero: I ate meat on Friday once?
Priest: Not that one. Back up a little more.
Young Calogero: About witnessing a murder?
Priest: Yeah, that's the one. Do you realize what you said?
Young Calogero: It was only once!
Priest: Now, I want you to tell me what happened.
Young Calogero: No, Father, I'm not telling nobody nothing.
Priest: Don't be afraid, my son. Nobody's more powerful than God.
Young Calogero: I don't know about that. Your guy's bigger than my guy up there... but my guy's bigger than yours down here.
Priest: [reluctantly] Ya got a point. [pauses] Okay, I want you to say five Our Fathers and five Hail Marys.
Young Calogero: For lying about a murder rap? That's not bad, Father!
Priest: What did you say?!!
Young Calogero: [running out] Bye, Father!