I wanna see Joe Pesci standing in front of a white background plain as day, and you can only see him from the knees up, in a fine grey suit, blasting and endless round tommy gun, red tie, white shirt, cigar butt in his mouth, doing stand up while triggering infinity shots,, screaming and mock mob disbelief at Americans!
Screaming at whatever has been built up in the dredges of life whilest the mob fizzles or has possibly never even been an actual mob and is just business in whatever jurisdiction that some thought they gave a fuck, 2 how do (target audience even know there is a such thing as a mafia??) Well they don't in the movie, it's just a joke, but in real mob world we have to wonder if Hollywood can strike up a deal with turner for a camera, an Italian american (Joe Pesci) assaulting mob myths for like and hour 15. Cigar butt doesn't burn out for unknown reasons to help with the fiction aspect.
1:15 of street slang and simple disgust, in what Ever faith exists besides the FBI in an mafia in the USA that isn't just a mock up but it is definitely a mock up. But no one will know.