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Trust
Sundays 10:00 PMTrust Season 1 Quotes
Getty: This better be good.
Bullimore: I regret I am unable to say, sir.
Getty: I've about had it with your "regrets," Bullimore. Who the fuck is it?
Bullimore: The president of the United States of America, sir.
Getty: Oh.
Getty: He made no attempt to negotiate at all! The boy has learned nothing.
Penelope: But I have. Finally. I couldn't leave until I knew Little Paul was going to be alright. But now he is. I can say goodbye. Goodbye, Paul. And good luck.
Gail: All this time, you've known the pain in here and you said nothing?
Chase: I was ashamed.
Gail: Of your son?
Chase: No. Of me.
I washed his hair as a baby. Kissed him when he went to sleep at night. Kissed him in the morning. Tucked his hair behind his ears when he went to school. This is my son's.
Gail
Big Paul: You don't understand. If I sign, then he has got me. I mean, don't you remember the phone calls day and night? The visits, the repayment schedule, the bullying. That slowly, slowly sucks the life out of you until you are in a garage, at a party, stabbing yourself to death in the chest with a barbecue fork. It killed George. It killed him. And I can't do it. It'll kill me.
Gail: It's our son who will be killed!
Big Paul: I can't do it.
Primo: Smile. Smile. People are watching. Everything's fine. Say it.
Fifty: Everything's fine.
Primo: Good. Now make it look good.
Salvatore: You brought the problem. You do it.
Primo: Problem? I brought you the grandson of a billionaire.
Salvatore: A billionaire who won't pay a single fucking lira.
What kind of people are we becoming?
Leonardo's Wife
Francesco: It's in my blood.
Leonardo: No, it's not. The only thing in your blood is blood. Red blood cells, white blood cells. Understand? Know when you become a man? Not on your Confirmation. When you have a child to look after.
What have you done? What have you done?
Leonardo [to Francesco]
Nobody came. Nobody paid. And no one's gonna pay. I'm worth nothing. Nothing.
Paul
You're going to make a profit off the kidnapping of your own grandson!
Jr.