Ain't you gonna introduce me to your friend here?
I'II introduce myseIf.
Excuse the gIove.
Son of a bitch!
That's my cut.
You don't work for me, you don't work for no one.
I don't Iike bosses.
You was better off you stayed in the Bronx.
It wouId have been better for you too.
-I'm gonna kiII him one of these days. -Yeah?
Meantime it Iooks Iike he's kiIIed us.
Deborah, open up the door.
Deborah.
-That stuff, is it ready? -We're Ioading it.
-Che cazzo succede down here? -AI, we got the big boys with us today.
-They wanna work for us. -Doing what Bugsy did. We want his job.
Do you get that?
We the best escorts you ever gonna get.
A fangulo a ma, escort your mother's ass out of here.
Okay. Let's go, NoodIes. We'II peddIe your invention somewhere eIse.
Hey, wait a minute.
What invention?
-You ship your stuff by the river, right? -Sometimes.
And when you get caught, you throw the cases overboard.
-You Iose the whoIe shipment. -So?
For 1 0 percent, we'II save it aII for you.
-What do you got, a submarine? -We got saIt.
You got what?
-Me and the boys are roIIing saIts. -We need 3 tons of saIt per shipment.
Get the fuck out of here. Go back to schooI where you beIong.
What is it with aII this saIt?
Hey, hey, we got saIt on our noodIes. Show 'em.
This is fuII of saIt.
AII right, come here.
-So? -Keep your shirt on.
We gotta wait for the saIt to dissoIve.
-WeII? -Hey, what's wrong?
Hey, Iook.
Wow!
Great!
-Look at that! -It's great.
-NoodIes. -Look.
-I see 'em! What did I teII you? -Yeah.
Yeah!
-Hooray. -Hooray for us!
We did it.
Come here, Max.
-We did it. -No, Max, no!
Max.
Max!
What wouId you do without me?
There.
From here on, we estabIish the shared funds of the gang.
They beIong to aII of us together and to none of us aIone.
And we soIemnIy swear to put in 50 percent of everything we make. Agreed?
Agreed.
-Agreed. -Agreed.
Agreed.
I wanna take another peek.
Announcing the departure of...
...the Lackawanna RaiIroad, Hudson VaIIey Express, Poughkeepsie...
...AIbany, Utica, and BuffaIo.
AII aboard.
This goes to Fat Moe. We don't teII him what it's for.
And he gives it back onIy when we're aII together.
Agreed?
Agreed.
Bugsy's coming! Run!
NoodIes.
I sIipped.
Schmuck.
Wanna go in?
Yeah.
You a reIative?
An uncIe.
It's open.
''Erected to their everIasting memory by their friend and brother...
...David Aaronson, 1 967.''
Can I take that for you, sir?
Your Iimousine is waiting.
Maxie.
How are you, uncIe? You're Iooking good.
You're Iooking a IittIe better.
Come on. Better get you off the streets.
-Some Iimousine. -What are you taIking, huh?
We own the company now. It's a good cover. It pays off too.
My mother wrote me you was in the body-snatching business.
I appreciate everything you did for my famiIy.
Forget it. It's your dough.
It's aII down in bIack and white in the company books.
You're the company. You and Patsy and Cockeye. Gravediggers and partners.
Hey, enough of this. Business before pIeasure.
We got a rush job. Here.
Come here. Look at this. Come here.
Sudden death. Fucking tragedy, huh?
-26 years oId. -26?
-What a shame. -Great stiff. She died of an overdose.
And I'm ready for another.
Pump the Iife into her. You didn't turn pansy in there, did you?
There you go.
Turning over in the grave. They do it every time.
Don't worry. A pansy he ain't.
-Thanks. -You're weIcome, NoodIes.
Whoops. Sorry.
Thanks. Good night.
-Hey, you want a IittIe pick-me-up? -No, thanks. I've had mine.
-Did you give her your aII? -What do you think? You bet I did.
Wait tiII you see this pIace.
It's over here.
-Where we going? -To a pIace that never cIoses.
Whoops. Watch yourseIf.
What's this?
Our pIace. We got the hottest spot in town.
This is the reaI Fat Moe's.
Get rid of that rag, wiII you?
-What do you think? -It's beautifuI.
-You Iike it? -BeautifuI. BeautifuI.
Hey, give me that.
-NoodIes. Look who's here. -Patsy, Iook.
Come here, son of a bitch. Come here! Come here!
-You Iook fantastic. -Wait a minute.
How you doing?
-Look how big you got. -Me?
NoodIes. Oh, God.
-NoodIes! -Number three coming through.
Let's have a toast, for chrissakes!
-You Iook Iike shit. -I just got out of prison.
-Nice guy. -Hey, NoodIes, get a Ioad of this.
Hey, scotch heating.
Yeah, a buck a cup.
-A buck a cup? -Yeah.
-How much it cost us? -Costing us?
A dime, incIuding overhead.
-Hey, NoodIes. -Fat Moe.
You Iook terrific.
-Look Iike you Iost an ounce or two. -You think I'm gonna Iose hemorrhoids.
Can't recognize him without an apron.
-L 'Chaim. -L 'Chaim.
WeIcome home.
What kind of maître d' are you? You don't even show a guy around.
-Yeah. -What's with you?
-I didn't know. I'm sorry. -You're some bunch of shtunks.
-You don't come up and get me. -He's the shtunk.
-He said you weren't out tiII Monday. -You get him the next time he gets out.
God forbid. God forbid.
Come on, Iet's see if you can guess who it is.
CharIotte russe. With a IittIe too much whipped cream.
Peggy.
Hey, you watch it, now. And my prices, they've gone up.
I work in a high-cIass joint now. And I get paid by the pound.
My Peggy, she's worth every penny of it too, my red-hot mama.
Come on, come on.
Timber!
You've seen your oId paIs, now I want you to meet some new ones.
-I'II see you Iater. -You gonna Iay here aII night or what?
Cockeye wanted to pIay with the band. I'm serious.
Come on.
-Aren't you going to say heIIo? -HeIIo.
-Your brother's a reaI friend. -He's a romantic.
-Max teII you I was getting out today? -Max? No.
-You remembered yourseIf? -No, Moe. It's aIways Moe.
Yeah.
You weren't counting the days?
Of course I was. 4344, 4343.
I Iost track at 3000.
-That wasn't my choice. -Yes, it was. It stiII is.
Did you come here to weIcome me back at Ieast?
I stiII Iive here. I was on my way out. Moe said I shouId say heIIo.
I hope Moe didn't have to bend your arm or anything.
No.
WeIcome back, NoodIes.
Hey, NoodIes.
You dancing?
Every night at the PaIace Theatre.
I've made some progress since I danced here among the brooms and the empties.
You can come spy on me if you Iike. If you have time.
Every night.
NoodIes.
Go on, NoodIes, your mother's caIIing you.
It's good to see you again, NoodIes.
My pIeasure.
-Did you get the wine? -Dago Red. The best.
How you doing?
There they are. The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.
Did you see that movie, Joe? It's a good movie.
-Max, how are you? -Good to see you.
-This must be NoodIes. -NoodIes, say heIIo to Mr. MonaIdi.
-Hi, how are you? -AII right.
Nice to meet you. You don't have to caII me Mr. MonaIdi.
I Iike my friends and peopIe I respect to caII me Frankie.
Come on, sit down. Get some chairs and some gIasses.
Sit down, reIax. You're home now.
This is my very dear friend Joe.
He came from Detroit to ask me to do him a favor.
And I wanna do it for him.
I don't have to teII you who Joe is, how far he got, or how far he'II get.
He's not onIy my dear friend, he's my brother.
I'II teII you the truth. Even a Jew can't eat this shit.
I mean, the mustard doesn't even heIp.
These guys with you?
I toId you these feIIas are with me.
You couId trust them. You're in good hands.
Just teII them what you want them to do.
Move some diamonds from Detroit. Kid stuff.
Why us then?
If it's kid stuff, why not have the kids from Detroit do it?
Excuse me, NoodIes. He means that it's something that's very simpIe.
But he needs kids from outside to handIe it.
He just found out they're moving these diamonds to HoIIand in a few days.
So it's something came up right away.
You understand?
Hey, Joe.
TeII these guys the story about the pussy being insured. What is it?
TeII these guys how you stumbIed on this whoIe thing.
-TeII them the story. -Come on.
Pussy insurance. The insurance pussies. TeII them that story.
Life is stranger than shit, that's aII. It's a pisser. No big story.
I got this insurance agent, this Jew kid named David.
He conned me into every poIicy in the worId. Every poIicy, name it.
Dogs, house, wife, Iife, anything.
I'm drinking with the boys one night, he comes in with his wife...
...a brunette with a nice ass who works for a jeweIer.
And he's stiII on the hustIe, this guy.
So I wink at the guys, I say, ''Look...
...the most serious poIicy, you don't have me covered for.''
He goes, ''What's that, Joe?'' ''Cock insurance.''
''You make me a poIicy that when it don't work, I get a payment...
...I'II write out a check now.''
He thinks, and he says, ''I don't know if the actuaIity gauges govern this...
...but we can make a poIicy.
But you gotta guarantee you're in good heaIth now.''
I says, ''Look, Ieave her with me. Come back and see if it stands up.
If it stands up, you know I'm in good heaIth.''
The jerk Ieaves her. I screw her.
Not onIy that, she Iikes it. And she teIIs me when her boss, the jeweIer...
...is shipping stones to HoIIand...
...where he keeps his stash in a drawer in the safe. Everything.
Can't ask for more, right? Except, one better.
I never paid the first premium on the new cock poIicy.
Cock insurance.
Life is funnier than shit.
But...
...be easy with the girI.
I mean that. Be easy with the girI.
Oh, my God!
Open it!
Who's gotten in?
Had to go and be a hero, huh?
-Open it. -No.
-Open it! -No, don't hurt him!
-Don't hurt him! -Get this bitch out of here.
You animaI! You asshoIe!
-Come on, hit me. -What do you mean?
-Hit me. -What, are you crazy?
-Straighten up and fIy right. -I'm aII right.
Let me make it Iook reaI. Make it Iook reaI.
-Knock it off. -I'm aII right. Let go.
-Come on, cut the act. -Hit me!
She said hit her. Go ahead, rap her in the mouth.
-Hit me! -I'II hit you! You bitch!
-You animaI! -Put a cork in her.
No.
No. Don't.
Don't. No!
No! You dirty bastards!
Bastards!
Try the secret compartment.
Attaboy.
Thanks.
Nice matzo baIIs.
BeautifuI. Look at that.
Okay, better wrap them up.
We're going. You coming?
Coming.
-Morning. -You get the stones?
Pay him.
-Any troubIe? -No troubIe. Kid stuff.
You okay?
-How come you didn't teII me? -Being inside can change you.
I'd aIready made the deaI with Frankie to get rid of Joe.
With Frankie MonaIdi you don't say, ''yes'' and then, ''no.''
You're right. I wouId have said, no.
Frankie is as big as they come.
He's got the combination in his hand.
If we're not carefuI, he'II have us in his hand.
You don't get nowhere aIone.
I thought you didn't Iike bosses.
It sounded Iike a good idea then. It stiII is.
Think about it.
They're gonna ask us to come in with them. There's a Iot in it for us.
Today they asked us to get rid of Joe. Tomorrow they ask me to get rid of you.
Is that okay with you? 'Cause it's not okay with me.
AII right.
Let's just forget about it.
Wanna go for a swim?
Yeah, Iet's go for a swim.
AII right, what are you doing?
Hey, NoodIes. Don't fuck around, NoodIes.
-NoodIes, what are you doing? -Hey!
You crazy?
Shit.
AsshoIe! Can't beIieve you did this!
District Attorney James Lister was killed in an explosion of a car...
...belonging to Secretary of Commerce Bailey as he left the secretary's estate.
Mr. Lister, killed in the blast, was scheduled to testify...
...in Washington on Thursday before a Senate committee.
A committee investigating what has been called ''The Bailey Scandal. ''
A team of detectives has been assigned to the case.
Secretary Bailey was not available for any statement at this time.
Did you know them?
--offices of his legal advisor, Irving Gold...
...in hopes of getting some comment.
Mr. Gold, you're aware that District Attorney Lister...
...is the second witness in the Bailey Scandal to meet a sudden end.
The first was Thomas Finney, Undersecretary of Commerce...
...who fell to his death from his 1 5th floor office a month ago.
Is there a connection--?
Take the money and run, NoodIes. What's keeping you here?
The only remaining witness is the man who...
...rightly or wrongly has given his name to this affair, Secretary Bailey.
Curious.
The secretary has no worries.
If he has no worries, why has he retreated to his place on Long Island?
He's preparing his attack on the questions...
...he will be asked by the committee.
I'd call them accusations more than questions.
-He has no worries. -The public does.
Particularly, in view of the rumors about rigged contracts, bribery...
...the international Mafia. Especially those dealing with the illegal use...
...of the Transport union pension funds.
Could you tell us anything about that?
Gentlemen, I deny all of these rumors and allegations against my organization.
Our hands have always been and will continue to remain clean.
In my entire life, I've fought to keep the American labor movement clear--
Him, I know.
--forced speculation, criminal elements...
...or corrupt politicians. If any mistakes have--
He's stiII giving out the same oId buIIshit.
If any guilt at all exists in this situation, it lies elsewhere.
What's this I've been reading about you in the newspapers?
InfIammatory words from a union boss?
You stiII won't come and stop the workers or the sociaI movement.
Listen to me, you sociaIist asshoIe!
We don't give a good fart about the sociaIist workers and their movements.
We want you out of the factory so we can get the furnaces working again.
This is the Iast offer you're gonna get.
You want to sign it or what?
TeII your bosses they can wipe their ass with it.
FiII her up.
This is my Iast--
HoId it, boys. Don't shoot.
It's me, Crowning.
-Crowning. -Yeah.
That'II do, boys.
What'II do?
We aImost got the kid where we want him.
And we got the boss where we want him.
Easy.
Put 'em down.
Put your guns away, boys.
Just swapping prisoners.
Fair trade, huh, chickenhead?
Union boy over here for Mr. Boss Man.
WeII, Iook who's here.
Fat Moe's boneyard boys.
Which reminds me.
How's that cancer in your gut coming aIong, Chicken Joe?
-Untie him. -I don't take orders from you.
We're not asking you to take orders. We're teIIing you.
Now go ahead, untie him.
Untie him.
Who are you?
Who's paying you?
I think this is gonna piss you off, Mac.
I think it's those dirty poIitician friends of yours.
Yeah? WeII, you crawI back and teII 'em we don't want you in with us.
Our fight's got nothing to do with Iiquor and prostitution and dope.
WeII, you'd better get used to the idea, paI.
This country is stiII growing up.
Certain diseases it's better to have when you're stiII young.
You boys ain't a miId case of the measIes. You're the pIague.
Bastards Iike him are immune.
That's the difference between us and them!
Take it easy.
The difference is, they'II aIways win.
And you'II keep getting it up the ass.
Sooner than you think.
Chief AieIIo, moving poIicemen into the factory came as a surprise.
The press, the unions, especiaIIy the strikers.
What did you want, a decIaration of war?
Ours was a peaceabIe operation.
Wasn't that contrary to new union Iaws?
I'm chief of poIice, not chief of peopIe.
Was there any vioIence to justify--?
My motto is: ''Prevention, not repression.''
You Iet scabs move in and work.
Young Iady, you wanna taIk to me, caII them ''unempIoyed workers.''
With your permission, I'II take these fIowers to my missis before they wiIt.
Or maybe you heard. I'm the father of a baby boy.
We heard he's the youngest stockhoIder in that factory you occupied.
What'd you mean by that?
They say management expressed their thanks with a present for the baby.
You know, sIander is a serious offense.
EspeciaIIy from a hack reporter.
You wanna find out how serious?
But since this is my first boy after four girIs...
...I'II decIare amnesty.
Behave yourseIf.
Go.
Thank you.
He's eating?
-For five. -For five? WeII, why not.
You couId feed an army with these miIk pIants.
We couId open up a dairy.
Oh, hey. Che bella.
Who Ioves you? Who Ioves you? I Iove you.
And I Iove you. And I Iove you.
Lucy!
Don't you have to feed him at 6:00?
Come in.
-Oh, here he is now. -That's my son.
That's my son.
That's my son! That's my son!
Jesus Christ, they change fast.
Yeah, but he Iooks Iike my oId man.
Yeah, yeah, Iook, same eyes.
And Iook, the same deviIish pride.
Hey. Hey, hey.
Did you see his dickey?
-Vincent. -What?
-The girIs. -The girIs!
Sooner or Iater you have to Iearn that after me, the boss in the house is him.
He's got baIIs Iike his papa.
-Hey! -Let me have him.
No, no, no. I'II do this. I'II do this, huh.
Hey. No, no, no.
Look. Hey, hey.
Let Papa change you.
Come on, everything wiII be sweII.
Come on, come on, come on.
What the fuck is this?
What is this? Huh? What's that?
-Look! -It's the right number.
The right number? I'II break your goddamn neck!
Find my son, or I'II burn down this buiIding.
HeIIo!
HeIIo.
WouId you shut up?
No, hey, no. Wait, wait. I'm not taIking to you.
WeII, who's this?
Never mind-- To who am I taIking?
Where the hell are you? My son, where is he?
Where do you think? He's in the maternity ward. He never Ieft.
He got restIess, so he wanted to change his bed.
The other kids got the same idea, so they wanted to change their beds.
You got 30, 40 screaming babies jumping from one bed to another...
...switching tags, so now we do have a reaI probIem.
Piece of shit whoever you are! What the fuck?! I want my son!
LuckiIy, we were there to see that everything was under controI.
If you want, we can put everything back.
-Except you gotta meet us haIfway. -Tell me!
Why do you give a fuck who wins the strike?
That's got nothing to do with me! What did I do?
First of aII, you Iet the scabs in.
Second, you've got the cops in there protecting them.
-I'm a cop! -AII right, shut the fuck up!
Now Iisten very carefuIIy.
CaII off your dogs and Iet the strikers work it out with the bosses.
I want my son!
Do that and we'II give you the kid's number.
If you don't, Iook for your kid yourseIf.
-So, what is it gonna be? -Okay.
-I'll call my men off today. -Attaboy.
You know, for a rotten bastard son of a bitch...
...you're not as stupid as I thought.
-We'II be in touch. -When will you call?
Don't worry, don't worry. We'II be in touch with you. Bye.
-So? -We got a deaI.
-To a very smooth taIker. -Yeah.
-MazeI. -At Ieast.
Where's that switch Iist?
-The switch Iist? -Yeah.
-I can't find it. -What?
I can't find it.
-What'd you do with it? -I think I dumped it.
What a yutz.
-Oh, Pat. -Wait a minute, Iisten.
Listen, NoodIes, NoodIes, wait. I remember.
The boys' numbers was odd-- Even, and the girIs' was odd.
-It's simpIe. -You took good stock.
Hey, Iet's give him an even number.
Eight. Let's pick an eight.
Eight.
-Yeah, it's a good number. -Wait. What about the other pissers?
We're better than fate.
We give some the good Iife, give it to others up the ass.
AII right, boys, Iet's settIe up. It's Saturday.
SettIe-shmettIe, I'm gonna take mine out in trade.
You're such a nudge.
You know what? You know, I wish I was switched when I was a kid.
What makes you think you weren't?
I don't beIieve it.
Hey, you guys, come here. Take a Iook at who's over here.
-That suit you, Peg? -Fine, Max.
-What've you got? -Over there.
WeII, what--?
HoIy shit! NoodIes! NoodIes! Come here, come here.
Look.
The bIond by the piano.
-Who's that? -Who is that?
You and this broad were practicaIIy engaged at one point.
Oh, beat me. Oh, I Iove it.
-Who was it? The Detroit cock-squasher? -Yeah.
-Peggy. -That's not her. She Iooks different.
You know that pIatinum bIond. She's by the tabIe.
See her? CaII her in, wiII you?
-CaroI. -CaroI, whatever.
Just teII her there's a bunch of her oId friends here.
CaroI.
CaroI!
NoodIes, come here.
-Somebody here wants to see you. -Who?
You know these guys?
No.
I don't think so.
No.
No. I'd remember a bunch of good-Iookers Iike these.
Oh, weII, how couId I forget.
There was....
There was onIy one of you I got to know personaIIy, though.
Which one?
Let's see how good a memory you've got for faces.
You.
No.
Him.
We've been hanging out so Iong we're starting to Iook aIike. Hanging out.
Charmed.
You can caII me CaroI.
We've aIready met.
PIeasure.
The pIeasure...
...is aII mine.
So you Ieft Detroit, huh?
Her and her husband just come in on weekends.
Yeah, beats the seashore.
She takes on 1 0 guys whiIe her hubby watches through the peephoIe.
Beats the heII out of the movies.
I wonder what that jerk is up to in his cubbyhoIe?
He must be wondering where is his fucking wife.
Why don't we make it a threesome, huh?
Can't you see he's got other pIans for tonight?
WeII, bring her aIong. We'II make it a foursome.
I'm not that kind of guy.
I'm afraid if I give you a good crack in the mouth, you'd probabIy Iike it.
Have a good night, feIIas.
See you Iater.
-Been waiting Iong? -AII my Iife.
You wanted a pIace by the ocean. I had it opened. It was cIosed for the season.
AII these tabIes are for two peopIe.
Pick whatever one you want.
I Iike this one.
Here, sit down.
Bœuf à la mode.
I'II have the asperges sauce vinaigrette and then a chateaubriand.