Robert Lasalle: [Michael has pointed out Sandra to him] Oh my God...
Sandra Portinari: [noticing Michael watching her paint] Buon Giorno!
Michael Courtland: [smiles politely] Buon Giorno.
Sandra Portinari: [motions to her painting and speaks in Italian] Do you like it?
Michael Courtland: [answering slowly in halting Italian] I don't speak Italian.
Sandra Portinari: [speaks in English] That's okay. I speak English. You are an American?
Sandra Portinari: Signore, I thought it was the Italian men who picked up the American women?
Sandra Portinari: Uncle Bob. Where's mommy?
Robert Lasalle: She's dead, honey. Your daddy didn't pay the men... and they killed her. You see, I gave the man the money. I'm taking care of you now. Now, you're gonna go wih him on the plane to a far-away place where I've got friends you can live with. Now, I'll be there in a week to see if everything is okay.
Sandra Portinari: But where's daddy?
Robert Lasalle: He don't want you anymore, honey. Now, you go with the man. Go on!
Sandra Portinari: No!
Robert Lasalle: Go with him!
Sandra Portinari: Uncle Bob, *no*!
Robert Lasalle: Go with the man!
Sandra Portinari: [getting dragged away] UNCLE BOB! UNCLE BOB!
Michael Courtland: It wasn't there. The money wasn't there. It wasn't there.
Robert Lasalle: You got me out of bed, forced me to give you 500000 dollars. You were acting crazy! Of course the money wasn't there. I had to protect it from you. I have the real money. I was only looking after your own good. It's all yours now, and this will surely keep you from throwing it away.
Michael Courtland: I killed her. She came back a second time to let me prove I loved her. Now she's gone...
Robert Lasalle: You just can't seem to keep a woman, can you? You self righteous son of a bitch! What did you think you were anyway? Stepping on anybody you wanted to... Telling people what to do and w hen to do it. Sitting on your ass while a fortune slipped though our fingers! Do you know how rich we could have been? But you don't care about money, do you? You never did. You just threw away millions this morning for that lying little bitch.
Michael Courtland: Go ahead and kill me!
Robert Lasalle: You gonna kill her too? She was in it with me, you fool! She was in it from the first. She's going home with 500000 dollars of sorts. You didn't just throw away a fortune, you just threw away your whole life!