"It means Joe's really dead. Good friend of mine. More like family. Me and him tried to do something big for this motherfucker named Leo Galante. Big shot with the Commission. Anyway, it all went south and we got fucked. What you get for following orders, right? Was a couple of years there. I didn't know if Joe was alive or... What."

"Lincoln once told me that he couldn't turn the other cheek, that "the world doesn't work that way." I spent the better part of 40 years trying to prove him wrong. But I was just lying to myself. Look at how we treat each other. Compassion is a sign of weakness, but greed is a virtue. The poor is considered morally corrupt, while every excess of the powerful is celebrated. We sent kids off to die, for what? So someone can make a few bucks? Lincoln was right. He was always right. There ain't never gonna be another Dr. King or Bobby Kennedy. But there's always gonna be another Sal Marcano. Another Sammy Robinson. Another Lincoln Clay. We are a cruel and wicked people."

"[To Father James] You told us kids to turn the other cheek, not fight back. Problem is, that don't work. Not in the real world."

"You are who you are, and there's no point arguing with yourself about it."

"You have about as much chance as knocking me out as one of our people has getting elected President!"

"(Upon being imprisoned) Here it was, my happy home for the next ten years. It looked like crap like smelled like piss. Too bad I was out of the Army and the war had just ended; I would have preferred dodging bullets in Europe to this."

"(muttering to himself) The WAR... War is just beginning. All your base... ALL your base... Are belong to us... To US! Someone set us up... Yes, they set us up... The BOMB! You are on the path to destruction... With no chance to survive... Make your time! All of you, make your time. No chance, no chance to survive! All... Your base..."

"(After Vito presents her with the money to retire their father’s debt) Vito! How on earth were you able to get the money? You haven’t done anything that you will be sorry for, did you?"

"(A bomb explodes in a meeting room in order to kill Don Clemente and his capos. The bomb kills many men but not Clemente, who was in the bathroom and out of the bomb blast zone.) What the fuck was that? An earthquake? (He goes into the destroyed conference room and sees dead bodies, then Joe and Vito on a window washing platform.) You! You assholes, you're gonna die for this!"

"Whatever you do, stay away from the dope, gentlemen. No dope, that is our policy."

"(Henry catches Vito and Leo Galante hiding from him in a closet.) C’mon, c’mon. Get out of there. It’s about damn time you came out of the closet."

"(The final scene of the game) Sorry kid. Joe wasn't the part of our deal."

"- Vito Scaletta"

"- Joe Barbaro / Federico "Fat Derek" Pappalardo"

"- Mike Bruski / El Greco"

"- Henry Tomasino"

"- Thomas Angelo"

"- Leone Galante"

"Jeannie Elias - Francesca Scaletta"

"My name is Vito Scaletta. I was born in Sicily in 1925. That little guy is me, I’m standing there with my parents and my sister Francesca, in front of our old house. I don’t really remember too much about the old country, except that we were pretty hard up, and then one day my father decided it was time to move away. Away from Sicily, across the ocean to start a new life in America. Never in my life had I seen anything as fantastic as Empire Bay, it was beautiful. But on the other hand, I’d never seen anything more filthy and so disgusting as our new rathole of an apartment. The American dream was more like a nightmare. My father started working at the port for the guy who arranged our immigration, it was back-breaking work, and the little money he made mostly went toward booze. Eventually my parents sent me to school, I had to learn English. I sure as hell wasn’t going to do that in a neighbourhood full of Italians. That's where I met Joe. Over time Joe and I got to be best friends and since we were both poor and there wasn't much work around, we stared a little business of our own. (Cut to a scene showing Joe and Vito as juvenile delinquents stealing; Vito gets captured by a police officer) Well, that time, it didn't work out so good. The year was 1943 and America was at war and they needed guys who spoke the language to help out with the invasion of Sicily, I was 18 and anything seemed better than jail, who says you can’t go home again."

"This is an offer you can't refuse!"

"- Tommy Angelo"

"- Don Salieri"

"- Ralph, Lucas Bertone"

"- Vincenzo"

"- Frank Colletti"

"- Detective Norman"

"- Don Morello"

"Join the family"

"It's nothing personal"

"[ending narration] You know, the world isn't run by the laws written on paper. It's run by people. Some according to laws, others not. It depends on each individual how his world will be, how he makes it. And you also need a whole lot of luck, so that somebody else doesn't make your life hell. And it ain't as simple as they tell you in grade school. But it is good to have strong values and to maintain them. In marriage, in crime, in war, always and everywhere. I messed up. So did Paulie and Sam. We wanted a better life, but in the end we were a lot worse off than most other people. You know, I think it's important to keep a balance in things. Yeah, balance, that's the right word. Because the guy who wants too much risks losing absolutely everything. Of course, the guy who wants too little from life, might not get anything at all."

"[After several failed attempts to kill Sergio Morello, Tommy succeeds at cornering Sergio and shooting him dead. He then stands over Sergio Morello's corpse] You lucky bastard."

"[narration] Everything worked out until the legal case. I sat in my cell and wrote down the evidence I had against all the people I worked with: people I had been friends with for 10 years. The case was huge, and caused a shock throughout the country. Salieri got life, even some of his thugs got the chair. The shortest sentence was eight years. I spent the whole time in a closed cell at a secret location with no visitors. I didn't see Sarah or my little girl the entire time. In the end it was worth it. Norman got us new identities and moved us to the other end of the U.S. I got work as a driver for a respectable company. We started a whole new life. This peace was only interrupted by the war but we got through it."

"[to Norman] Laws aren't changeless, holy words. Every country in the world has their own. It's just somebody with a lot of power applying their own will. It depends on the person whether they'll serve someone else blindly, or apply their own will."