Probably both.
Michael Madsen: Hey, Vinnie, it's Mike...
Vinnie: FUCK. Y'alright mate innit fuckin 'ell mate?
Madsen: Yeaaahh. You?
Vinnie: Ace mate, fuckin squelchin yeah, fuckin ace.
Madsen: So these British guys are bugging me to do this thing, this Big Bother thing.
Vinnie: Yeah mate, fuckin 'ell mate, I was on that mate. Mate.
Madsen: How'd it go?
Vinnie: Well you get some patella cunts ya know mate, but basically, end of day right, to be fair, it's fair play mate.
Madsen: Uh huh... so I should go for it? I mean I guess it'll write off my tax bill if nothing else.
Vinnie: Might get to dip yer wick too, mate, never know. Never know. I even 'ad it off with Stephie Beechamtits, mate.
Madsen: She's a tough cookie...
Vinnie: I know mate, split her in two I did mate.
Madsen: ... [chuckle]
Vinnie: Right mate, gotta get a move on. Nearly 11 now and I haven't stolen Woody Allen's lunch money yet. Tarrah mate. 'Ave a laugh and no doing nuffin what I wouldn't not do innit mate.
Madsen: [loud drag on a cigarette by way of a "goodbye"]