Read this, puta.
Thanks.
Want a date, honey?
Money, money, money. Check this out.
You want to stop?
No.
Tubes, my boy, what's up?
What?
What's taking so long?
It's gonna take a few minutes.
We ain't got a few minutes. We got to get busy.
Why don't you do what you got to do so we can get busy?
Do me a favor. Here.
Calm down. Relax.
I'm gonna show you how to do this.
I'm gonna show you how to test this. Like that.
Right. It's dope.
It's dope, Tito.
You ever get the feeling you was being watched?
Damn.
You got any soda, man...
like some root beer or something?
I hurt my leg playing ball.
I got these aspirins I want to take.
Now, what the fuck is he...
Tell him to turn this shit off.
What kind of help you got? Watching cartoons?
Tell my man to turn the TV off and get me a soda.
And make sure it's cold.
I like my shit cold, especially when I play ball.
You play ball, Tito?
You don't look like you play no ball.
But nice gloves. I like those.
Hey, Jump.
What's up?
It's copacetic.
Now maybe you satisfied.
No. Maybe now I want to check out another one.
What the fuck I look like, Joe Neckbone?
Trust ain't one of my stronger qualities.
You know what I'm saying?
You fucking disrespect me.
I guarantee the shit.
To hell with testing.
Let's get to the large plus ten percent.
Did he say ten percent? Wait a minute, Tito.
We had a deal. What's up?
What ten percent you talking about?
Transportation costs, amigo.
I got expenses.
Well, take the train...
if you got expenses in transportation.
Why you want to be greedy?
You fuck the sucking greed. That's our price.
No one else even talks to you goddamn motherfucking coņos.
Now take it or leave it.
Why you want to talk to me like that?
Take it or leave it?
I take it.
'Cause I like you, I'm gonna take it.
Pack the shit up.
You in power, Tito.
You the king.
Where's my soda?
What the fuck is this?
They're for the bullet holes, puta.
Room service, motherfuckers!
There's somebody here to see you.
What's in the cup?
Root beer.
You want some?
There's some things I don't do.
Welcome back home, Frank.
Check him out.
Congratulations, Frank.
Check him out.
Congratulations, man.
Them Colombian motherfuckers...
they took permanent vacation in hell...
if you know what I mean.
Wow. I must have been away too long...
because my feelings are dead.
I feel no remorse.
It's a terrible thing.
I heard being in jail makes you feel like that.
I got a present for you.
Check it out.
They were King Tito's...
but he don't need them where he is now.
I thought maybe you would donate them...
to a clothing drive or something.
Having a good time, huh, Jump?
I been waiting years for this.
Emilio Zapa sends his regards.
You know how I love money.
Well, help yourself.
Is the meeting set with Dalesio?
Downtown.
You need to let me bust a cap...
in that moonheaded motherfucker's ass.
Word!
He's a fucking glitter boy.
He's looking to get sprayed, laid...
played, and slayed. Know what I'm saying?
I heard that.
You gonna come down, say hello?
You hobnob with them homos, you want to.
I'm going downtown, find me a girl...
get my knob polished.
Time for a real party.
Jim.
How come you never came to see me?
Who wanted to see you in a cage?
Of course.
Later.
Champagne. Let's break out.
It's King Tito's.
King Tito's gloves.
It's a good thing he's dead 'cause I'd take that glove...
I'd wrap it right round his...
Sex.
And it's how much?
Wait for the paperback, and you can get it.
It's too fucking much for me.
You should read that book, Joey.
Why?
Because I think you might learn something.
What?
How to be good?
Joey, just don't say a word, OK?
Why not?
Because I don't want you to say anything.
But we're going home, right?
I know. I'm tired already. Where is he?
Welcome home, Frank.
Good to see you.
Nice to see you.
Thanks for everything.
To freedom.
Come on.
Bill, nice to see you.
Bill, Charlie, you know Frank.
How are you?
Good of you to come.
Judge, how are you? Nice to see you.
Listen, I want to introduce you to...
I'm gonna say hello to your junior partner.
Hiya, Frank. Good to see you.
You should be more careful...
of the affairs you attend, counselor.
One is known by the company one keeps.
Ain't that right, Joey?
Pete, how are you?
Hey, Frank. Welcome home.
Hello, Frank.
Welcome back.
You know everybody here, I think.
Pete, how's the family... Brian, Dennis?
Better than when you left town, Frank.
They're all working.
How about you?
Back from the dead.
Frank White. I've heard a lot about you...
and it's all bad.
Don't believe everything that Pete writes in the columns...
because... well...
I've been reformed.
A lot of people will be happy to hear that.
Huh, Pete?
What can we expect from the reformed Frank White?
I want to be mayor.
Thinks I'm kidding.
But first, I want to talk to Arty Clay.
Why don't you relax?
We're supposed to be having a good time here.
Tell him I got things on my mind.
I want to talk them over with him.
The guy's a fucking animal.
He ain't gonna meet with you.
Maybe you can do one of his lieutenants at best.
Tell him...
Frank White wants to talk business with him.
Just tell him that all I want to know...
is where and when.
You know, counselor, they did a wonderful job...
with this gentleman.
He's better than ever.
If you'll excuse me...
I'll see you people in a little while...
if I'm still around.
Look at you.
What's the matter? You're not glad to see me?
You belonged where they put you.
Maybe this time you'll stay out of trouble.
That depends on how good my lawyers are.
I thought people like you...
didn't believe in the legal process.
I thought people like me were the legal process.
You know what?
You know what I'd like to do to you?
I would like to take you on the subway.
What can I do for you?
Tell Arty I need to speak to him.
Wait here.
Sure.
There's some yarm out there that wants to talk to you.
Ace is still the better.
Arty, you're still...
What's happening here?
You got aces?
Two hundred.
Two hundred? I got to see your two.
All right. One shot.
Last ticket.
Johnny, give me something good here.
Take it easy.
Arty. Gentlemen.
- Who goes? - Arty.
I bet two hundred.
Go ahead.
I got a message from Frank White.
He wants to sit down. He wants to talk.
You tell him I don't talk to nigger lovers.
Let's go. What's down?
He says he's got things on his mind...
that he wants to discuss with you...
and he wants to know where and he wants to know when.
You tell him in fucking hell, that's where.
He's gonna wish his lawyer...
left him fucking the Sambos in the joint...
when I get through with him.
I was making money off them Colombians.
That's right.
If that's what you want me to tell him, I'll tell him.
It ain't clear enough?
You tell that son of a bitch...
he made a big mistake with me.
And you tell him something else!
This is what Arty Clay has to say.
You tell him personally from me!
Stay outta here!
Come on, sit down. Let's go.
Come on, you go.
I missed you.
Your watch and your wallet, blood.
How about that?
Come by the Plaza Hotel.
I got work for you.
Ask for Frank White.
Come on.
It's up to me, right?
You guys are in trouble. I bet two hundred.
Hurry up, will you?
I'm down a lot of money here.
Let's play cards.
I got your message, Arty.
You stupid son of a bitch.
You running games here?
I want to play.
Sure, Frank, play. Bring your friends.
I want to play with Arty.
Come on. Let's go, will you?
Jump deals.
Blackjack. House out.
You got some balls coming here.
Pick up the card.
Come on. Pick up the card.
Pick it up.
From here on, nothing goes down unless I'm involved...
no blackjack, no dope deals, no nothing.
A nickel bag gets sold in the park...
I want in.
You guys got fat while everybody starved on the street.
It's my turn.
You think you're gonna live long enough...
to spend that money, you fucking hump?
If any of you...
are tired of getting ripped off...
by guys like that...
You come with me.
I'm at the Plaza Hotel. You're welcome.
You're all welcome!
To join!
Man or ghost, I'll kill you again.
Ed.
Aiesha, how you doing?
I'm very upset about what happened today.
I told you, Frank, I did the best I could...
and you know that.
Edward.
I told you I tried to make it work, Frank.
Hello, counselor. How are you?
Alisha, how are you?
Aiesha.
The city councilman was just explaining to me...
why that hospital in the South Bronx...
didn't survive the fiscal cut this afternoon.
I'm telling him about how disappointed I am.
I was explaining to Frank...
that there simply wasn't money in the budget...
to fund that facility.
In a city of twelve million people...
I find that hard to believe.
I hoped we could do better.
I hoped so, too, Frank...
but there simply was no money in the budget.
If you think it's so easy...
why don't you try funding it yourself?
Maybe I will.
How about sixteen million by the end of the quarter?
Tell your friends they'll have the money.
Counselor, you're this man's legal advisor.
Why don't you explain to him the hard financial facts...
of running a municipality.
I know what this city needs...
and privileged districts...
shouldn't be the only ones with hospitals.
Forget it, Frank.
I want that place kept open.
Forget it.
The city can't afford it and neither can you.
The city doesn't know where to look for the money.
Let me give you some very expensive advice...
go someplace where you can stay out of trouble.
I thought that's what I pay you for.
Hello, Frank. I want to talk to you.
I don't think so.
Come on. O'Neill can wait for two old friends, can't he?
I'm not your friend.
Come on, Frank. We missed you while you were away.
Thought about you, too.
I heard a rumor about you.
What's that?
I heard you got AIDS...
getting dicked up your ass in prison.
That's what I heard.
I thought about you every time I jerked off, dickhead.
Why don't we just take this outside.
Next time, wear a tie.
Get Abe.
Here we go.
Excuse us, folks.
Excuse us. Easy, easy.
What the hell is this?
We're taking him in for questioning.
On what grounds? This is harassment, Bishop.
You're welcome to come along.
Even your client's got a right to counsel.
Come on. Get out!
Look inside.
Let's go.
What's that?
You tell me.
I don't know.
This is the only chance you get, White.
What's it gonna be?
Are you arresting me?
Oh, fuck. Here we go.
If so, do it.
If not, I got people waiting for me.
Shut the fuck up, motherfucker!
Hey, Frank.
All right, that's it.
Come here, Frank.
Here, Frank, meet somebody.
Meet somebody, huh?
Piece of shit!
That's it!
I'll kill the motherfucker!
No, I'm gonna cap him. Let me cap the mo...
Get in the fucking car!
This how you do things?
I know what you're up to, White. Forget it.
I'm gonna make you and your friends disappear...
long before that.
Welcome home, fuck face.
Gilley, get in the fucking car.
Last fucking time, you fuck.
We're onto your fucking ass.
Give your friends that message.
Ladies and gentlemen...
can I have your attention, please?
The best man has something to say.
First of all, I'd like to thank Tommy Flanigan...
for being the only black male at an Irish wedding.
Are you comfortable, Tom?
I'm from the South.
Are you comfortable?
Real comfortable.
All my buddies here, all my brothers.
He's sweating.
Joe Mulligan, father of the bride.
Come on up here, Joe.
Joe provided these lovely decorations for us.
Where'd you get these, Joe, an A.A. Meeting?
Not only that, he paid for the whole thing.
The whole two hundred dollars.
Joe, by the way, put your shotgun away.
The test came back negative.
Roy Bishop, do I detect a little Afro Sheen...
on that unusually wavy hair of yours?
Tip... Kathy... to the finest couple...
I've ever had the pleasure to know.
Join me, folks.
They're the only couple...
that's still together in this neighborhood.
I wish you health, wealth...
happiness, a lot of babies, no cops.
We don't need no more degenerate donkeys...
running around with guns.
All bullshit aside...
and may I speak for everybody...
we love you. God bless.
Hear, hear.
Here's to youse.
How did I do?
I'm proud of you.
Hey, Father, thank you for coming.
Let's get Father laid.
Give me a real drink.
Get Dennis a drink over here.
Get the house a drink.
The bar's not open now. You pay.
That's my wife!
It was a fucking joke!
Would you relax? Virginia, come here.
Come here. Excuse me.
Tip, take a tip.
Gilley's after your wife.
It's pretty obvious, isn't it?
Hell, it's more than obvious.
He'll find the vampire marks sunk into her neck.
Get outta here!
What's what, my friend?
How you doing?
What's what? Terrific.
Yeah? How come you're not dancing?
I'm gonna leave that to the father of the bride.
Are you sure you're gonna make it through the night?
Aw, shit. You kidding?
I'm the one that needs the honeymoon.
All they do is stay in bed all fucking night.
Do me a favor.
Give this to the kids.
I got a million things to do.
Wish them my love.
You sure you won't come in?
Nah. I got a million things to do.
I'll see you during the week.
You take it easy.
Take care, Pops.
You can tell your boyfriend to forget about it.
He ain't got enough money.
Maybe he'll surprise you.
I don't like his fucking surprises.
He's got a lot of nerve even sending you here.
You could step all over that shit...
and still get a hundred twenty a gram.
And I got two hundred twenty pounds of it.
Comes to fifteen mil, street value.
And I want guarantees nobody in this town can give.
Especially him.
Look, Larry, why don't you set the terms?
I'll go back, and I'll tell Frank.
If you two see eye to eye, we'll make a deal.
If not, everybody goes their own way still friends.
What do you say?
That cocksucker ain't got no friends.
And before I even think...
of sitting across some table with him...
he got to know one thing...
I ain't no fucking greaseball named Arty Clay.
You got it.
And he pays for your cut.
Why don't you stick around?
I got "Frankenstein" coming on next.
Stop fucking with my lady. You know what I'm saying?
I told him, stop fucking with my bitch.
And when he started crying like a bitch...
he got fucked like a bitch.
You know what I'm saying?
We're gonna shoot the bitch!
We'll just shoot the bitch!
Hey, Joe. What you want?
Don't forget the hot sauce.
You want white meat, right?
- No dark meat! - No problem.
Don't shoot me!
Can I help you?
Can you help me? Yeah, you can start...
by giving me fifteen pieces of chicken, motherfucker.
Mix it up. I want barbecue, and I want crispy.
You getting this all down?
I want six pieces of corn...
and I want, uh... yeah, give me eight spareribs...
and give me twelve pieces of shrimp.
Some onion rings.
You want tartar sauce or ketchup on those?
I want tartar sauce.
You got any potato salad?
No, we ain't got potato sal...
Get away from the games! All right?
You ain't got no money. Just get away from the games.
What the fuck is the matter with you...
talking to them like that?
They ain't got no money. Is that it?
Yeah, that's it.
Make sure you get my food, get it now...
and don't be drooling on it.
And I better not get none of that cat.
I want chicken.
Here you are.
Y'all go play the games.
No offense, ma'am...
but you make sure they get what they want.
Go ahead.
Y'all go play them games. Hear?
What's happening with the food?
What's up? I ain't got all day, you know.
That'll be 56.70, total.
Did I say I was finished? I want something to drink.
Maybe I want some birch beer. You got birch beer?
No, we don't have no birch beer.
You don't even know what that shit is.
You got any root beer?
We ain't got no root beer, either.
- How much is this? - 56.90
56.90? Fuck you very much.
Hey, scumbag, guess what?
You're under fucking arrest.
Yeah, motherfucker? How about that?
Police!
It's all over, Jimmy.
You're under arrest for the murder of Miguel Mata...
Salvador Tito, and Rafael Santodomingo.
You have the right to remain silent.
Shut the fuck up.
What's this? Did you use this on Mata?
Yeah, same one I'm gonna use on you, punk.
Laugh now, motherfucker, but for the rest of your life...
you gonna be somebody's bitch.
Some motherfucker named Bubba.
But you're a motherfucking bro!
Don't you slap me, motherfucker.
I'm gonna slap the black off you.
Take the cuffs off, you motherfucker!
I'm gonna finish his ass off!
This is the happiest day of my life. You know why?
'Cause we got a real, live, talking witness.
I don't leave no witnesses!
Oh, yeah, motherfucker? Well, you must be getting old.
I'll teach you to fuck with my friend.
I'm gonna fuck you up!
Without private assistance...
everything we've seen will close down.
I can't stress enough how much your help could mean...
to the thousands of families...
that depend on us for medical care.
Please, just look around.
Look, Larry...
the most anybody's gonna give you for your stuff...
is thirty grand a key.
That's about three million dollars...
on a bulk sale.
So whoever buys it's gonna turn around...
cut it, bag it, and sell it on the street...
for a hundred twenty, a hundred fifty a gram.
That's a hundred fifty thousand dollars a key...
five times what they paid you.
So now your quintal's worth fifteen million dollars...
a markup of eleven million something...
that you get no part of.
I know you don't have the manpower...
to peddle the uptown streets, but I do.
You put up the stuff, I put up the guys to sell it.
I take the heat and the risk...
if there is any.
We divide the difference...
setting aside something for places like this.
What do you say?
If I was into socialized medicine...
I would have stayed in the Peking province.
I want cash for my goods.
How much?
Three million up front...
like you said...
with another half a mil when you unload it.
That's a lot of money.
I got a lot of shit.
Make up your mind.
You know something, Frank?
This conversation made me realize...
just how fucking crazy you really are.
It's all set up.
I don't think you should go down there alone.
I don't trust that crazy Chinese guy.
Know what I mean?
It's Enrico Mata.
They got him recovering in a hospital somewhere...
with a police guard around him 24 hours.
He's agreed to testify for them in court.
They got Jump cold this time, Frank.
It's Murder-One.
Did Abe get them set bail?
A million dollars apiece.
So go sign him out.
Posting that kind of money's gonna raise...
more problems than it solves, Frank.
Also, I want you to get Abe...
to talk to some of those friends of his...
see if they can't get this cop transferred...
or retired or something.
I want him out of my way.
He's chief investigating officer...
on a multiple homicide.
It's stupid to even think about it.
Ask him...
before I blow Bishop's brains all over his fucking wing tips.
Get some guys and pick him up.
You got it, Frank.
Hope you had a good time.
My old man's back.
That's right.
Captain Crunch and that doughnut crew is here.
Yo, fellas, what's up? Long time no see.
Bishop, we having a party downtown.
Why don't you bring Howdy Doody and the Chocolate Wonder?
I hear your mother's gonna be there.
We having a real good time down there.
You know what I'm sayin'...
Give me some.
Black man.
Some flowers for your witness.
Jimmy, we got business to do.
We got business to do.
Get some cheap ones.
And you can kiss my ass, too.
I'll see you downtown.
You'll be all right?
What?
Proud of yourself, counselor?
If you got a problem, take it to the judge.
Come on! Let's go!