OK.
Now, look what I just found.
It's my last pair in this style, and it's exactly your size.
Just try these on. They should fit like a dream.
How do they feel?
Good. Yeah, I think I like them.
I have a pair of these myself.
They look great and they really last.
Really? OK. I'll take them.
And I needed a pair for her as well.
Sarah?
- Uh, ma'am? The shoes... - I have to find my daughter.
I can't let you leave the store with the shoes.
OK, OK, OK. Sarah!
Sarah?
Sarah. Sarah. Don't ever do that again, OK?
I'm sorry, Mommy.
But look. They have the new Vespa dolls.
Nothin' to worry about, Mrs. Stall.
I've been watching over her.
You stay the fuck away from my family, you son of a bitch.
There's no need for that kind of language, Mrs. Stall.
Listen to me. I don't know what you want...
and I don't really care.
You should care about what I want, Mrs. Stall...
because I want something from your husband...
that might affect you, might change your life.
My husband does not know you.
He wouldn't know you, somebody like you.
Oh, he knows Carl Fogarty, all right.
He knows me intimately.
See? This isn't a completely dead eye.
It still works a bit.
The problem is, the only thing I can see with it...
is Joey Cusack.
And it can see right through him.
Right through your husband, Edie.
See what's inside him, what makes him tick.
He's still the same guy.
- No. - He's still crazy fuckin' Joey.
And you know it, don't you?
I know that my husband is Tom Stall. That's what I know.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Well, why don't you ask Tom about his older brother Richie?
He doesn't...
Ask Tom about how he tried to rip my eye out with barbed wire.
And ask him, Edie...
how come he's so good at killing people?
If I see you within five hundred feet of me...
or my children or my husband, I'll have you arrested.
Heh heh heh heh.
Can I possibly make myself any clearer than that?
No, no, Mrs. Stall, you can't. I thank you for your time.
You have an enchanting daughter.
And, Mrs. Stall...
don't forget your shoes.
Heh heh heh heh.
So, how's your dad?
I don't know. A little weird.
Well, after what he went through?
I mean, actually killing someone?
I mean, that's enough to freak anybody out.
Yeah. I guess.
So, your old man's some kind of tough guy, huh?
What's he think of his wimp son?
You think he'd take this shit? You think he'd make jokes?
Go on, bitch. Say something funny.
Bobby, leave him alone.
Shut up, skank.
Uh-oh. He's gettin' mad.
Jack, let's just get out of here, OK?
Jack, he's an asshole. You know that.
He doesn't mean shit. Let's just go.
Let's just get out of here, OK?
Yeah, puss. Run away.
Goddamn, I bet your daddy would be real ashamed by you.
Go ahead, bitch. Say something funny.
Make me laugh.
- Uhh! - Ohh!
Uhh!
OK, you motherfucker! Get over there, you son of a bitch!
Ohh!
Come here. Are you laughin'?
Are you laughin' now...
you motherfucking cocksucking piece of shit?
What the hell were you thinking?
- I wasn't thinking. - Obviously not.
Bobby's been riding me all year, Dad. He's a jerk.
He's a jerk?
Yeah. He's a jerk.
That's no excuse. You stand up to him.
You don't put him in the hospital!
Oh, big deal.
It's the best thing anyone could've done to him.
Besides, I only got suspended.
It Is a big deal!
His parents say they might sue us.
There could be assault charges.
We can't afford that, Jack.
We don't have that kind of money.
Oh, what? Mom's not gonna take the case?
- Oh, whatever, Dad... - Listen, smart mouth!
In this family, we do not solve our problems by hitting people!
No, in this family, we shoot them!
Ah!
Jack.
Honey, have you seen Jack?
What?
What's wrong, baby?
Fogarty and his men followed us to the mall.
He what?
Call Sam. Should... Should we call Sam?
We should call...
I already took care of it, honey.
I already took care of it. Went down to the courthouse...
got a restraining order.
A lot of good that'll do.
Well, it's something.
At least we could have him arrested...
if he ever comes around here again.
You're right.
But I have to tell you something.
What?
This man Fogarty really believes...
that you're this Joey Cusack.
I mean, the things that he told me this afternoon...
- What things? - Things. Just bullshit.
But he's, uh, he's sure that it's you.
And we have to convince him that it's not.
Well, I don't think he's interested in examining my DNA.
Get off our property.
We'll go, Joey.
We just want you to come with us.
Come back to Philly, see some people.
I told you, I have never been to Philadelphia.
Heh. You almost believe your own crap, don't you?
You know, you're trying so hard to be this other guy.
It's painful to watch.
- Charlie. - Hey.
Look what we found.
Come on.
Yeah? Ha ha ha.
- Mom! - Jack!
- No! Edie! Edie! - Mom!
- Edie! No! No! - Jack!
Let go, you son of a bitch!
Come here.
Wait.
Mom.
Don't make us hurt the kid, Joey.
We just want you to come for a little trip with us...
down Memory Lane.
Put the popgun down. Come over and talk to us.
Baby, wait.
Edie... I will get him.
I'll get him. Please.
Go up to Sarah.
Go up to her. Do it.
Put the gun down.
Put it down, Joey.
Come closer.
A little further.
Come on.
Go back to the house, Jack.
Go on.
You see how cozy it can be when you decide to play nice?
Now, come on, Joey. Get in the car.
You won't need your toothbrush. We'll take care of everything.
I think it'd be better if you'd just leave now.
Joey.
Come on, Joey, let's go.
Ahh!
- Uhh! - Uhh! Uhh!
Ohh! Ohh!
Uhh!
Tom!
Fuck.
Mommy, what's wrong?
It's OK.
You got anything to say before I blow your brains out...
you miserable prick?
I should've killed you back in Philly.
Yeah, Joey.
You should have.
Uhh! Uhh.
Edie.
Honey, are you OK?
Tell me the truth.
The truth?
Please. You can do that, can't you?
Please?
What do you think you heard?
It's not what I heard.
It's what I saw.
I saw Joey.
I saw you turn into Joey right before my eyes.
I saw a killer... the one Fogarty warned me about.
You did kill men back in Philly, didn't you?
Did you do it for money...
or did you do it because you enjoyed it?
Joey did, both. I didn't...
Tom Stall didn't.
Oh, God.
Oh, my God.
Oh, God, it's really happening.
Oh.
What are you, like, some multiple personality schizoid?
It's like flipping a switch back and forth for you?
I never expected to see Joey again.
Oh, yeah. Joey.
What, was he in hiding? Was he dead?
I thought he was.
I thought I killed Joey Cusack.
I went out to the desert, and I killed him.
Oh, my God.
I spent three years becoming Tom Stall.
Edie, you have to know this.
I wasn't really born again until I met you.
I was nothing.
I don't believe you.
I can't believe this is happening.
I can't believe this is fucking happening!
You didn't grow up in Portland.
And you never talk about your adopted parents...
because you don't have any!
And our name.
Jesus Christ, my name.
Jack's name. Sarah's name?
Stall? Tom Stall?
Did you just make that up?
Where did that name come from?
I mean...
it was available.
Yeah.
I guess I was available, too.
Hey, Jack.
What am I supposed to call you now?
You're supposed to call me Dad.
That's what I am... your dad.
Are you really?
So, you're some kind of closet mobster dad?
I mean, if I go rob Millikan's Drug Store...
will you ground me if I don't give you a piece of the action?
What, Dad? You tell me.
Please, son. Don't.
If I talk to Sam about you, will you have me whacked?
Jack.
Tom?
Hey, Sam. How are you doing?
Good to see you up and around.
- Yeah. - You had her runnin' yet?
Yeah, for a second there.
She's coming back to life.
Ah, shit.
Tom...
I got a problem.
Want to come inside for a minute?
I've been running through it all for the last couple days.
It just doesn't fit.
What doesn't fit?
None of it.
Is that Edie coming home?
Yeah.
Well, we don't have to do this now.
Might as well.
Hi, Sam.
Edie.
How you doing?
I'm OK.
You want some coffee?
No, I'm good.
So, what brings you out here?
Well, Tom and I were just talking about that.
Mmm. I'd like to hear it.
Well, it's just that...
none of this makes any sense.
Mmm.
These are serious secretive men.
I mean, they wouldn't have come out here...
they wouldn't have gone through all this...
exposed themselves like this...
unless they were dead certain they had the right man.
So, what are you saying, Sam?
I'm saying I think I need to hear the truth.
The truth?
The truth.
Sam, you've got too much time on your hands.
I'm sorry?
Tom is...
Tom is who he says he is.
That's all that really matters.
Sam, hasn't this family suffered enough?
Well...
goddamn.
Edie.
It's OK.
I guess I'll be going.
You folks give me a ring if you need anything.
Anything at all, understand?
Thanks.
You...
Edie. Edie!
- Get off of me! - Unh!
Fuck you, Joey!
Aah! Get off!
Uhh!
Ohh!
Ohh. Ohh.
Oh, my God. Oh, God.
Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God.
Mmm.
Uhh.
Hello.
Hey, bro-ham.
You're still pretty good with the killing.
That's exciting.
Richie.
Yeah, it's Richie. What do you say, Joey?
Are you going to come see me?
Or do I have to come see you?
What's that supposed to mean?
Uh, Jenny Cream.
Bottle.
You Ruben?
Yeah.
You Joey?
Yeah, I'm Joey.
So, what do we do now?
You finish your beer...
then I take you to see Richie in the Escalade.
Nice houses.
Richie's a very upscale kind of guy.
Nice gate.
Yeah.
We're here.
Home, sweet home.
Got to frisk you.
Nah. I'll save you the trouble.
I'm not packing.
I got to frisk you.
All right.
I don't smell very good.
I've been driving pretty much non-stop...
fifteen to sixteen hours.
I'll hold my nose.
Can you believe that place is still standing...
the Track and Turf?
Didn't you bang Jill Levy there...
right on the bar in front of everybody?
I never banged Jill Levy.
Well, you should've. She was... She was something.
How you doing, Richie?
Mmm.
Yeah.
It's been a long, long time, bro-ham.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Come with me.
- You want anything? - Nah.
So, you like that farm life?
Milking cows and shit?
I don't have a farm.
No?
Fogarty thought you lived on some kind of farm.
Said you could smell pig.
How that old fart would know...
what a pig smells like, I don't know...
but that's what he said.
Ahem.
Do you like being married?
What?
Do you like being married?
Does it work for you?
I can't see it working for me.
I never felt the urge, you know?
A lot of great looking women in the world.
I never met one made me want to give up all the others.
Sure, you can fuck around...
but it's so much goddamn work, you know?
Keeping it quiet.
It's not worth the effort.
Don't see the upside.
You see the upside, Joey?
Yeah, Richie, I do.
I do now.
I'm pretty pissed at you, bro-ham.
You could've called.
You could've dropped a postcard in the mail.
We're brothers. What'd you think would happen?
I thought that business would come first.
Well, yeah.
Yeah, I know.
Tch. I know.
What am I going to do?
You bust up a made man's place.
You killed some of his guys.
You take his eye.
Jesus, Joey, you took his eye.
Barbed wire, wasn't it?
That's disgusting. You always were the crazy one.
- Not anymore. - Yeah, I heard.
You're living the American dream.
You really bought into it, didn't you?
You've been this other guy...
almost as long as you've been yourself.
Hey, when you dream...
are you still Joey?
Joey's been dead a long time.
And yet here you sit...
big as life.
You know you cost me...
a lot of time and money.
Before you pulled that shit with Fogarty...
I was a shoe-in to take over...
when the boss croaked... a shoe-in.
It was made very clear to me, Joey.
I had to clean up your mess...
or nothing was ever going to happen for me.
You got no idea how much shit I had to pull...
to get back in with those guys.
You cost me...
a hell of a lot, Joey, a hell of a lot.
Looks like you're doing all right over here.
Yeah, I am, I am.
I'm still behind the eightball...
because of you.
There's a certain lack of respect...
a certain lack of trust.
The boys in Boston are just waiting for me to go down.
You always were a problem for me, Joey.
When Mom brought you home from the hospital...
I tried to strangle you in your crib.
I guess all kids try to do that.
She caught me...
whacked the daylights out of me.
I've heard that story.
Well, what do you think?
Better late than never?
Richie...
I'm here to make peace.
Tell me what I got to do to make things right.
You could do something, I guess.
You could die, Joey.
Ooh!
Uhh!
- Unh! - Oh!
Oh!
Uhh!
Uhh! Ohh!
How do you fuck that up?
Uhh!
How do you fuck that up?
What are you going to do, give him mouth-to-mouth?
Did you see my brother?
Fuckin' leave this...
and let's just kill that little fuck!
Jesus, Joey.
Jesus, Richie.