"Get on your knees, NOW!"

Vinnie does what he is told.

"Drop the gun and lose the jacket"

Vinnie hurries to obey. Whoever this guy is, he means business.

"In case you're interested, the chief figured the mob would send someone so the guy you were after is already on his way to a witness protection program. But it wouldn't hurt for the mob to think that you succeeded in icing the guy until we're ready to go to trial. So I guess you're gonna be my guest for a while." The mans sarcastic, menacing tone sends chills through Vinnie's bones.

And all Vinnie could think is "I am so screwed!"