I say open your wallet, you open your wallet.
I say pull your pants down
'Cause I want to fuck you up the ass,
That's what you do!
Hey! Where do you think you're going?!
I'm not done with you yet, asshole!
Come back here!
You- You stay right there!
Hey, listen to me!
No, it's just Patty yellin' out some fucking smoke.
What? No.
Wear the black thing. It's your choice.
500?
All I want is an around the world with a happy ending.
So if I don't get my taste, Jamal,
I'm gonna close this shop down!
For 500, I should have you and Kelly for the fuckin' filthy Sanchez.
I'm gonna kick you and your band of happy niggers
back to the projects.
What'd you just call me?
- Get the fuck out of here! - Say it again!
Should I subtract the fucking 50 you stole from my wallet?
Nigger. Nigger. Nigger.
Why don't I pay in cash?
Fuck!
Are you my friend?
I asked you a question.
- Tom, listen- - 'Cause when you needed a favor,
Pay a loan for your brother,
latitude from the staties on that D.U.I.-
Jesus, Tom. Be reasonable. The highway spur's gotta go sewhere.
Yeah, somewhere other than my hill.
It's for the good of the whole state.
I don't represent the whole state.
How many of you have had Tom Caffee come to your home
Just to see how you're doing?
Look, if the governor's engineers,
They want to carve up a neighborhood, let them carve up the eastside.
- You can't go on the eastside. - Why not?
Because rich people live on the eastside?
I mean, god forbid we hurt their quality of life.
No, the hill's full of poor white people,
and what right do they have to complain?
Look, even if I side with you against the highway spur,
the governor's put his full weight behind this.
The governor doesn't run the house of reps.
Representative Caffee will just be another minute.
Yeah, go ahead.
Look, your vote is your own.
I can't force you to do anything.
But you should know the state is planning
to open several new methadone clinics.
Those clinics have gotta go somewhere.
So imagine the impact.
every junkie in the state
busing to your district for treatment.
Or you vote with me against the spur,
I help barrington get that corporate subsidy you've been wanting.
Are you saying you can get that subsidy out of committee?
It's my committee.
And the fact that he let me marry his sister
shows just how generous he is.
The second part of that was a joke there.
Moving on.
Donatello's on board.
Move the barrington subsidy onto tomorrow's committee calendar,
then call Brooke, Steve, and Miles and tell them we're passing it.
Should I call Spencer and Kevin, too?
Let it go down to a 7-6 vote.
- I want him to sweat. - Tom, wait.
I got a heads-up call from the duty sergeant downtown.
Patrick Mullin got his faced stoved in by a construction worker
down at the 195 bypass this afternoon.
Patty Mullin- Hey.
That's just great.
They were arguing. The worker was black.
One of the witness says that Patty called him a...
a child of god.
Exactly.
Police haven't captured the guy yet,
but channels 10 and 12 are on the scene.
I'll swing by his mother's tomorrow after the journal interview,
pay my respects.
I'll put it on the schedule.
...the prince of the hill, Representative Tommy caffee.
I love you.
My brother-in-law Jimmy martinson.
You know, Jimmy, I guess you managed to prove my mother was wrong.
I'd also like to recognize representative Donatello
and his compatriots.
And apologize for the lack of good cannoli.
These are new days in Rhode Island.
The smoke-filled back room,
the sweetheart deal, the insider handshake,
those are the old ways.
Myself and other like-minded representatives
are returning state government to its rightful owners:
The hard-working men and women of Rhode Island.
The F.B.I. send over Freddy financials,
you don't want to know what that boat costs.
What the fuck am I gonna do with you, huh?!
Looks like Freddy's more pissed off at Moe than usual?
I got 20 fucking years-
Yeah, well, Moe did just sit there with his thumb up his ass
while Patty Mullin got his melon smashed in.
Oh, here we go again.
The guy just can't resist whipping it out in public, huh?
Well, if I had a 13-inch cock,
I'd whip it out every chance I could.
If I was his wife, I'd make him sleep in the other room.
Ok, here's the deal.
Heads, you tail Freddie, Tails, you tail Moe.
All right. Flip it.
Is this your car? Hey, excuse me.
Is this your car?
Swell parking job you've done here.
Did they teach you that at parochial school?
Maybe you should have parked on the sidewalk,
or would that be too polite?
5 more minutes, I would have had you towed.
Why don't you tow my left nut, pal.
Oh, that's right. You're a big fucking man,
- Piss on anyone you want to. - Let's go.
No. Guys like this think there's no one in the world besides them.
There are rules to civilized fucking society!
Are there?
You tell your faggot boyfriend
I'm gonna park wherever the fuck I want!
And if you even think about going to the cops,
I'm gonna have 3 guys rape your scrawny fucking ass!
Here.
He said he'd have me raped.
That's not gonna happen.
Tell me what it was like when you first met him.
He was shy, actually.
The first time we spoke,
I couldn't tell if he was asking out me or my shoelaces.
Ok, now pick a ribbon.
Green or blue?
Or blue or blue or green?
Green or blue?
Shamrock green for a good irish girl.
Ok. Turn around and hold still.
Now, what else?
There was a house fire on richter.
Smoke damage mostly.
Ok, we'll stop by.
I'm not sure you schedule has time.
You said you wanted to see Mrs. Mullin.
Someone's home burned.
Push lunch 20 minutes.
The convention board will be on their second martini.
They won't even notice.
Did you call about the trash piling up on quonset street?
I called Jane Whit at sanitation.
She said her guys love the deli platter.
Ok. The rabbit goes through the hole...
and you, you're done.
Is it ok?
Oh... yeah. It's all right.
We're just having a wiring issue.
I'll be right back.
You turned on the air conditioning.
What, am I not supposed to do that?
Not when the dishwasher's running.
You told me it was just the dryer.
- No, I didn't. - You did.
You weren't listening.
Here, let me.
I spoke to O'Malley about the wiring.
He says it's pointless unless we redo the whole house.
How much?
$10,000.
What does he think I am, made of money?
Yes, he thinks you're made of money.
Hold still.
I told him we'd have to think about it.
What's to think about?
Have you seen our checkbook lately?
Mortgage, car repair, the girls' tuition-
Eileen, we can't run the toaster
and the microwave at the same time
without blowing a fuse.
Don't worry. I'll find a way to get it done.
There. Now you're perfect.
Can we see more of Mrs. Caffee's hand?
Like that?
Yeah, that's fine.
Looking at her, please.
Michael James Caffee.
Vanished 7 years ago.
One step ahead of a hit,
and two steps ahead of you guys.
According to the CI reports,
3- part Mike killed Patty Mullin's bull dyke sister
'Cause she molested a 15-year-old girl.
He stabbed her 54 times and then threw her off a building.
We're thinking 3- part Mike's back
because Patty Mullin's got whacked at the construction site.
Why 3-part?
Judge, jury, and executioner.
He likes to play all 3.
Now, the point is everybody knew what happened,
but the 15-year-old refused to testify,
so there was no way to make a case.
Story goes, every year on her birthday
she gets an anonymous hallmark card with 5 grand in it.
From 3-part Mike?
The way I hear it,
it's Tom Caffee paying her off to keep her quiet.
That's total supposition.
Thomas Caffee, he's a good man.
If Michael Caffee's back, he's gonna be a player.
If he's a player, I want him.
Mrs Mullin.
Well, if it isn't Tommy Caffee.
Don't you look the comer?
I'm sorry to intrude, Mrs. Mullin.
Oh, no bother.
Long as you understand I ain't dressed for nothin' formal.
I don't got coffee
but I got some milk and donuts.
No, no, I'm fine. Thank you.
So... see anything you like?
I got all the top labels-
Hilfiger, Ralph Lauren.
Those new rent-a-cops at providence place are friggin' retarded.
Actually, that's not why I'm here.
Come on. One shirt on a 5-finger markdown's
that's not gonna keep you from being president.
151/2, 34, right?
Mrs. Mullin, I'm here about your son patrick.
- Patty? - Yeah.
What's that bastard in dutch for now?
He's dead.
He was killed down on the 195 bypass.
- We don't care, as long as- - No!
God, no!
- My baby boy... - I am so sorry.
They killed my baby boy!
My Patty never did nothin' to nobody!
I'm gonna do all I can, Mrs. Mullin.
No, you piss on that!
You make sure they gas the burrhead!
Patty was a thug, a bigot, and a racist,
so don't you believe all that keening from folks on the hill
over poor Patty Mullin.
People up there would defend the devil himself if he had irish blood.
Look at the black kids beaten up for walking down the wrong street.
Look at the rocks thrown through the windows of black-driven cars,
then flip the details.
Make Patty Mullin black, Jamal Lynch white.
You think there would any dispute it was self-defense?
No.
Hey. They got the mother on ff the kid who killed Patty Mullin.
...no more guilty of murder than Bernard Goetz
Or any white man who's ever lashed out-
Someone should tell him Goetz was convicted.
Now, I'd like, if you would, to give you a moment to hear...
Mayberry?
My son Jamal was never a violent boy.
He did not run with gangs...
Glad you could make it.
I'm not.
You wanna tell me what Patty Mullin
was doing at your construction site?
What do you think?
He was shaking down my foreman.
Said my work crew would start having accidents
if I didn't kick back proper-like
to the union local.
So your guy took a shovel to his face.
You don't drop the "n" word on a proud black man.
I told you when you came to me.
You were gonna run into this situation.
Providence is a closed shop town.
You also said there'd be no pay-for-play.
Look...
I'm a Rhode Island guy.
I get the local rules, but...
why should I have to pay off a bunch of white union boys
when I've already paid you?
Let me be clear.
What you're implying is a felony.
I never asked you for money. You've never given me any.
What I did was suggest you hire Jim's law firm
to help you with your contract bid under the state's affirmative action policy.
What... you think I'm wearing a wire?
...the persistent rumors of an alliance
between union officials and alleged local crime boss Freddie Cork,
the man reportedly who controlled organized crime
in the hill section in providence. For now...
It's unacceptable, Jimmy. I did you a favor,
and you promised he'd give the local their taste, no problem.
He said he would.
If it got out that I helped throw a contract to a black company
when I've got union men in my district out of work...
They were gonna give that contract to a black company anyway.
That distinction is beside the point. You know?
Jobs are jobs.
Tell Mayberry that we need Lynch's mother and her people
to stop with the press conferences.
This whole story needs to disappear from the media eye and fast.
I'm putting you in quarantine, Jimmy.
No political functions for 6 months.
Your firm is hooked to Mayberry Construction,
And I don't want that man's company anywhere near me.
Understood?
Yeah. Yeah.
I'll see you at sunday dinner.
Ok.
So what do you think?
Today the day?
- 'Another one, Patty? - I'm good.
No.
Not today.
Every day with the fucking pussy-ass drink bit.
Jesus fucking christ.
Back from the dead.
I got in a program when I was doing time down at ACI.
Judge gave me 3 years. Woulda been 10 if it was fed time.
Lucky.
Don't I know it. He saved my life.
What about you, Mike?
Most all guys said you were 6 under.
Naw. Me? I was just at the library.
A lotta good books at the library.
It's all there, Mike, just like when you left.
I know it is, you fucking idiot.
Take that.
Get yourself somethin'... smart to wear.
Go to your ma's and wait by the phone.
For how long?
Till I call.
Why?
When you're fresh in the program, Mike,
you're not supposed to make any major life changes.
Well, you know, if you're good with what you're doing,
Then.. Then fuck it.
What the fuck?
Let's go to work.
There he is. Mr. Caffee... Mr. Caffee...
The attempt by representative Williams
to smear the hill as a racist neighborhood
is utterly contemptible.
Jamal Lynch murdered Patty Mullin.
Mr. Lynch should therefore turn himself in
and be tried in accordance with the laws of this state.
Thank you.
Order in the committee.
We will continue with the roll call vote
on the barrington business subsidy.
Representative Williams.
Nay.
Representative Silk.
Let me say this clearly.
This is a bad bill at a bad time.
It reeks of cronyism-
We can dispense with the oration.
A simple up or down vote will suffice.
Nay.
Mr. Chairman?
Chair votes aye.
The vote is 7 to 6. The bill passes
and is referred to the full house in the affirmative.
Committee is adjourned. Thank you.
7-6? That's the best you could do?
It passed, didn't it?
All right. I'll go against the governor on the highway spur.
Well, as long as you think it's the right thing to do.
Marty Trio. My favorite union rep.
Tommy.
Good to see you.
What's with the mourning band?
Not Patty Mullin?
Officially, he was a member of the local.
Well, officially, he was barely a member of the human race.
May god rest.
So...
Look, Tom, I'm just a messenger here, so you gotta know.
This ain't coming from me.
But, uh...
the word is out.
Your brother?
That he's back.
If I had a nickel for every time someone said my brother was back...
I'd have wiring in my house that actually worked.
Yeah. But that was before Patty Mullin got his head kicked in.
Your brother took a powder because Patty had it out for him,
And Patty had the backing of certain people.
Freddie cork.
Yeah. Look, Tom,
there's a lot of bad blood between Freddie and your brother.
Before things get outta hand...
he thought you might want the opportunity to...
to supply an incentive for peace.
Why don't you pull out a gun, stick me up?
Tommy, it's not like that.
It's exactly like that.
Look, family is everything to you, Tom.
Everybody knows that.
I'm sorry.
But Freddie wants what Freddie wants.
- Hey. - Hey.
How was your day?
It was fine. It was good.
What?
When you say it like that, I know I should check the morning papers.
Well, maybe you should, because I saw the picture the journal's gonna run,
and you look spectacular.
I'm glad it came out the way you wanted.
And you, miss?
You look very nice, too.
Happy to help with the dog and pony show.
- Mary Rose! - No, it's ok.
What you did was a very big help.
If you don't want to do it again, you don't have to.
You know how many other girls get their picture in the paper?
Stick with me, kid, you'll be famous.
Famous is good.
Well, mayor Cianci had his faults.
Buddy Cianci was guilty as hell.
The only thin Buddy Cianci was guilty of was bein' mayor.
Pass the potatoes, please.
I was sad to hear about Mrs. Regan.
Mrs. Regan passed?
Cirrhosis.
- She was a good woman. - She was a drunk!
She was a better neighbor than these
fresh off the boat hmongs and drs.
The irish were immigrants, too, rose.
That's not the same thing.
These people, they get handed everything.
- Take that colored fellow- - I'll get it!
The one who killed Peg Mullin's boy-
He was only working the bypass
Because the state gave the job to a black company
that only hires their own kind.
If a white company did that-
That's a beautiful name. How old are you?
6.
- Is mommy and daddy home? - Yeah.
- Can I come say hello? - Yeah.
My god!
Michael!
You're alive!
You got room for one more?
He's not the meter man. Hug your brother!
You're pissed at me.
How can I be pissed? You're the prodigal son.
You know, if ma could, she'd kill every fatted calf in new england.
You're wicked pissed.
Hey, Jimmy.
Why don't you get yourself some more ice cream?
Jimmy's good.
You afraid to be alone with me?
What are you doing here?
Where else am I gonna go?
- This is my home and my family. - Family?
You don't treat family like you did.
You know, what you did to ma,
She mourned you. She put you in the ground.
And I'll make it up to her.
I'll make it up to you, too.
I'm fine.
Yeah? Is that why you're tapping your ring there?
You still do that?
Come on, Tommy,
everything's gonna be ok.
Trust me. I'm-
I'm not who I used to be.
You don't think I can change?
No, I hope you have. I do.
I just want to know what your plans are.
I gotta few things I'm working towards.
Yeah? Like what?
Like... a chicken in every pot.
Justice for the working man. Same as you.
If that's the case, why don't we just team up?
Take over the world?
There you go.
Look, I'll tell you anything you want to know.
But what you know, you can be forced to admit you know,
and I don't want to jam you up.
You know, you almost make that sound selfless.
Kiddo, I've thought about this house...
every day for 7 years.
I thought about you.
Can't you just welcome me home?
Just welcome me home.
Welcome home.
How long have you known he was back?
A couple of days. It wasn't for sure.
I didn't want to worry you over a rumor.
He's just my brother.
Hey, girls, come on.
Up on the sidewalk with daddy. Come on.
Hey, Eileen, Tom.
Freddie.
You mind if I borrow him a minute?
I'll have-2 seconds, I'll have him right back.
Honey, listen, why don't you take the girls inside.
Hey, by the way, Fiona wants a copy of that recipe
you made for the church bazaar. The snicker-doodle?
I'll write it out for her.
You want to take a ride?
No. No. You want to, uh-
you want to talk, we can talk right here.
Marty said you were coming by to see me.
You never showed. What happened?
Marty was obviously mistaken.
You know, your brother, before he did his Houdini act,
he was a real fucking pain in my ass.
Yeah, a real pain in my ass, too, Freddie.
Yeah?
I'm sure he was a pain in your ass, too.
But you know what? He's your brother.
You gotta put up with him. I don't.
Look, it's sunday.
You gotta take care of your kids, I gotta take mine out for pizza.
Yeah.
I don't like having your brother around...
but I'll let it pass...
if you throw me some snow plow contracts.
State highways, sidewalks.
It'll all get cleaned. It'll all get sanded.
It'll just be my guys doing it.
You want me to put $1 million of state money in your pocket?
- I can't do that, Freddie. - Sure you can! Jesus Christ.
Your poor ma's already grieved for the bastard once.
We don't want to make her do it again, right?
I remembered it bigger.
Hey, uh...
this is for you.
I mean, it's nothin'. It's just... you know.
Don't blow it all in one spot.
I couldn't call you, ma.
You know that. I couldn't.
And I'll do things right this time.
You'll see. I swear to god,
I'm gonna make you proud.
There's only one of you.
So you think we're gonna be done by 8:00?
- Why? - I got this thing.
What, an AA meeting?
Yeah, sorta.
Don't be embarrassed, man.
I'm proud of you. It's good you're in the program.
So, you like my new threads?
Yeah. Nice.
You look like a fag.
Yeah, I know. I told her.
You fucked the sales girl, didn't you?
Yeah.
Where's Moe?
Mike...
it's- It's good to see ya.
But this is Jeff's place now.
He don't like nobody calling him Moe.
Really?
Well, see, I call him Moe
'Cause that's what he is...
a fuckin' Moe.
What the fuck?!
You're not listening to me.
The shop, the bookies...
it's all mine. Got it?
Fuck you, Mike!
Freddie gave me the shop.
Thanks, man.
You've been doing a fucking great job
Looking after it for me!
Hey, can you hear me now?
You're fuckin' dead!
So... who owes us money?
This upstanding young man turned himself in
of his own free will.
Now, before I let you hear from Jamal himself,
I'll let you hear from the owner of Mayberry Construction,
and the builder of the 195 bypass, Lee Mayberry.
6 months ago I was approached by
certain union officials
who threatened not only to picket my job site,
but also to physically harm my workers
if I didn't kick back 10% to organized crime interests
here in providence.
It is within this context of fear
that Jamal Lynch lashed out at Patty Mullin.
You want to tell me what I did to offend you?
Because you cannot be this incompetent on purpose.
I gave you one job, cut the press coverage.
I know. I get it. If I could kick my own ass, I would.
Don't humor me, and don't tell me it's not your fault,
'Cause I know every squirmy little face you got.
I will not be hung out to dry over this.
You're gonna get to Mayberry,
and you're gonna tell him
if my name is even whispered in connection with this,
I will see that every deal he's ever done,
every side payment, every kickback- it all comes to light.
That's mutually assured destruction, Jimmy.
Now, you tell him that.
My sister says hi.
- Well, say hi back. - All right.
Tommy. Caffee!
Hey, Decco!
He's all right, Ben. He's state police, just like you.
So where you been hiding yourself?
I've been farmed out to the U.S. Attorney's office for the last 9 months.
This here's my boss, assistant U.S. Attorney Ned Mays.
You're moving up in the world. Good for you.
You got yourself a real winner here, Mr. Mays.
Declan worked on my first primary.
Listen, I'm late for committee,
but stop by my office before you go.
Actually...
we're here to see you.
Ok.
Let's... Let's walk and talk.
Mr. Caffee, we are here to talk
about the death of Patrick Mullin
and the ramifications for organized crime in Rhode Island.
As in my brother Michael?
Have you see him?
He came to sunday dinner at my mother's.
What, just like that, after 7 years?
How else would you have liked him to show up, Mr. Mays?
We're just tryin' the get the lay of the land. That's all.
- Did he tell you what his plans are? - No.
- How about where he's stayin'? - I don't know.
He's been spendin' a lot of time at my mother's.
You mind if we talk to her?
Are you asking my permission?
'Cause if you are, yeah, I do.
Don't be like that.
What exactly do you expect her to tell you?
Where your brother's been,
who he's been associating with,
what his plans are.
All she cares about is that her son is back after 7 years.
How can you be sure?
I mean, as far as you know, she was secretly in touch with him
the whole time he was away.
Your boss is out of line.
We'll treat her with kid gloves, I promise, Tom.
Hello?
Hey, what's this crap in the papers?
How do you mean?
What, you think we don't know?
You think we don't know you shepherded the Mayberry contracts?
We only let it slide 'cause we like you.
But now he's mouthing off about my union.
I can't have that.
Well, it's not exactly my preference, either.
Yeah, yeah. You either stop this bullshit right now,
You get Freddie his snowplow contracts,
Or I will make sure everyone on the hill
knows you sold out to the darkies for 30 pieces of silver.
Sounds great. Well, I'll tell you what, I'll see you when I get home.
Ok, order in the committee.
The matter before the committee
Is house bill 7375.
The first witness is Samuel Stephen
of Mateo Gas And Electric,
speaking in favor of the LNG storage facility...
I... I can't take this.
Since when am I some pauper
who needs your charity?
No, Mrs. Caffee, it's not.
It's... the bill, it's, uh...
it's counterfeit.
That's ridiculous.
Look, here. There's no watermark?
So? Doesn't have a watermark.
That's a $50 bill.
It's not a real bill.
That is $50.
I'd like my change in ones and fives, please.
Son of a bitch.
Hey, ma!
It's open.
Sorry I'm late.
I'm surprised you didn't call sooner.
Well, I would've, but you were too busy trashing my neighborhood.
Politics.
So what's it gonna take to make Mayberry shut up?
His cousin's gotta walk on the murder charge.
The way I see it, you can talk to the D.A.,
arrange for the kid to plead self-defense,
He gets a suspended sentence, everyone goes home happy.
It's not enough.
The kid skates, I'm gonna take a hit.
What do you want?
What do you got?
What do you want?
Snowplow contracts.
The honorable thomas R. Caffee working on his house.
- Hey, grab the top. - All right.
I got it.
Here.
What's this?
Some of the fellas you've been working with don't know their limits.
The amounts are baseline debt. With the vig, it's a lot more.
- What do you want me to do with this? - I don't know. You're the politician.
Knowledge is power, right?
I don't want it.
So don't use it.
Freddie Cork came to see me.
- About me? - Right on this street,
Walking home with my girls.
What did you do for him?
Not a goddamn thing.
You're fucking right, and you don't.
Everything I did for you growing up
was to make sure you didn't get mixed up in my world.
No. No, you did exactly
what you wanted to do at all times
because it made you powerful and everyone else weak.
You're a tornado, Mike. You suck everything in and spit it out broken.
Do you think I could've done any of this with you around?
What do you want me to do?
You want me to disappear back down some dark hole?
No.
You're my brother, Mike, and I love you.
Yeah?
I don't know.
Ladies and gentlemen,
may I have your attention, please.
Quiet down. Ladies and gentlemen!
Thank you.
Before we get started, I'd first like to thank Freddie
for allowing us to gather as his place today.
A great host.
But, uh, most of all,
I'd like to raise a glass...
the first of many, I'm sure...
to Patty Mullin.
An honorable, decent guy
with a real gentle streak.
- Patty Mullin. - To Patty.
Did everybody get their prayer cards here?
"Eternal spirit...
Peg, I want you to have a little something
to get you through the tough times.
I can't take this.
I insist. It's no use to me.
"one for whom love and family
"Were so important.
His life was lived with vigor. " Amen.
Good to see you, Joe.
How you doing?
Glass of water.
What the fuck, Tommy? I need to send a chauffeured limousine
across the room to get you?
You make me feel like the fat chick at the parish dance.
It was nice of you to put this together.
You're not the only one who takes care of the hill.
- So? - I got 'em.
- The contracts? - Yeah.
Wasn't so hard.
I can't let you have 'em.
You want to negotiate?
No. I don't want anything to do with you.
If that means you want to break My brother's ankles, have at it.
If you want to kill him, I'll weep over his grave.
He chose his own life and I'm not his keeper.
Eileen's Snicker doodle recipe.
Hey! Hey, Tommy! How are you?
Do you know what's funny, Marty?
I can get the dirt about your union out of the papers,
But when I go home, I still can't run my washing machine
and my air conditioner at the same time.
Yeah, hey, I could send some guys over to rewire your place.
As long as it doesn't put you out.
Oh, no. No, no, trouble. No trouble.
This is Declan Giggs.
Yeah, so you getting my good side?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Yeah, I don't know where you are, but I know you're watching.
Listen, I need an old school neighborhood favor.
Listen, Tommy, you know that I can't-
No, I'm not asking you to break the rules.
Just wherever can let me know what's going on with my brother.
I'd be in your debt.
Who's on the phone?
It was just an old friend.
I should be buried at sea.
My ashes tossed to the wind.
Not that it's gonna happen, but it should.
I wanna be buried at heaven's gate cemetery.
Right next to my mother.
I'm serious.
She bought me a funeral plot for my birthday.
She says I'm 37.
I should know where I'm gonna spend eternity.
You know, I keep thinking one of these days,
You're not gonna come.
You and me both.
You ever worry that I'm not gonna show up?
No.
I won't be mad, you know?
The day you don't come?
I've never understood any of this.
I mean, high school was like, a million years ago.
A million and a half.
This goes back on there.
Like that.
Would you put that down and come here and check that it's tight.
You're sure it's screwed right on?
Yeah.
I think we need a- Here it is.
Honey?
Yeah?
Why don't you go inside and set the table?
Ok.
Here's your taste of the action since I took over.
Moe's been giving you 10%. I bumped it up to 12 for a start.
Come on, Freddie, he's padding that.
There's no way he made that fuckin' roll in a week.
You know something, Mikey? Your brother wasn't too nice to me.
Hey, my brother belongs to me.
Your brother told me to break your fuckin' neck,
so don't walk around like you're holding pocket aces.
He said that?
So shoot me. Kill me.
Have Johnny strangle me.
'Cause if you don't and I get out of this car,
I'm gonna start putting this neighborhood back together
and I'm gonna make you some serious money.
You want me to do business with you? I don't even know you anymore.
You don't know me?
I gotta fuckin' prove myself to you?
All right. All right. I'll...
how about I whack the guy who killed Patty Mullin?
Yeah?
I mean, you're gonna do it anyway.
I could just save you the time and money.
You clip the spook and then we'll talk.
Get up.
Let's go.
What the fuck you talking about?
"St. Beatrice was a virtuous woman who loved all of god's creatures.
But her father, he was a selfish man, full of avarice. "
"Now so big was Beatrice's heart
"That one day she took all the family silver
"and she wrapped it up in her apron
"so she could buy food for the poor.
"But when she was walking along the road,
"she ran into her father
"and he looked at the bundle in her arms and he said,
"what do you have there in your apron?
"Beatrice was trembling.
"She knew when her father saw the silver, he'd surely beat her.
"So she lied and she told her father
"she'd been out in the field, gathering roses.
"Show me, he said.
"What could Beatrice do?
"She was trapped.
"So Beatrice closed her eyes and she offered up a prayer to god,
and when she opened her apron, what do you think was there?"
Roses. Roses.
No. Dozens and dozens of roses.
A miracle of god.
Get in the trunk.
Get in the fuckin' trunk.
Cash payment for Patty Mullin,
as agreed to in advance.
Your mother here gets a bag like that
every year for 3 years
as long as you stay gone.
All right. Put her in.
You don't get out of the trunk until you're west of New York.
To tell the truth,
I'd have killed that ass-fuck for free.
It was fun.