He that doubteth is damned if he eat because he eateth not of faith.
For whatsoever is not of faith
is sin.
Is doubting a sin?
Yes, it is.
Then what is murder?
Father, I want you to listen to me.
My husband was murdered, I was a witness.
And I know who killed him.
Let's take this slowly, just begin at the beginning.
It was our wedding night.
It was my brothers who killed him.
And if they knew I was telling you this, they would kill me too.
Still, after all these years, they would kill me.
I live in fear, father.
Everyday of my life.
They've taken my son Dante, and they're hiding him.
You must look to God. He has all the answers.
What God? Where is he?
Well, he's always listening.
He's not listening.
This is just a great big empty space with nobody in it.
If he's sitting up there somewhere, why doesn't he give me a sign?
Mrs. Clericuzio, if you have faith, He will manifest Himself.
Seek ye first the kingdom of God.
I don't want Scriptures and Prayers.
I want my son back.
I want something real, something I can touch...
something made of flesh and bones.
You understand me?
Why can't you just help me get my son back?
Will you?
I'll try.
Thank you.
Thank you, Father.
It's very simple. Dante Clericuzio is dead.
I celebrated a Mass at Don Clericuzio's request last year at this time.
The mother refuses to accept it, that's all.
I don't think she knows.
Rose Marie Clericuzio suffers from a mental condition.
She's in and out of hospitals, shock treatment...
insulin, tranquilizers. They try everything.
What do we do?
We don't take her allegations seriously.
I recognize that the family has committed wrongful acts,
but the Church has to be there for them.
I just don't want trouble with the Clericuzio family after all these years.
You understand?
Our first house in Jackson Heights cost $5,OOO dollars.
Can you believe that?
We had chickens in the back.
- Cock-a-doddle-doo! - I almost cut your throat.
Hold still pa, hold still.
A year later we sold it for $13,OOO. Big deal.
Your mother used to make my shirts...
she was a genius at shirtmaking.
I tried to buy her an electric sewing machine...
"Get that thing outta here." She liked the old treadle better.
Bergamot, ain't nothing but an old playboy, eh?
- Straight out of GQ. - Come on, let me help you, Pop.
- Pop, right here. - No wheelchair.
- I do not need a wheelchair. - Pop, we just thought that...
...'cause your gonna be on your feet all day.
You want all those people to think that Don Clericuzio
hasn't strength to walk on his birthday?
What's the matter with you?
Thank you, Gino. Thanks for coming.
Claudia.
How are things at the movie studio?
Christmas movie projections are off the chart.
Were gonna make a hundred million, maybe more.
That's my birthday present to you, uncle.
Such a clever girl, my niece, Claudia. So beautiful, too.
What a wise man I am making you head of the studio.
I'd like to introduce you to Dirk Von Shalberg...
the star of our next big blockbuster, "The Fumigator".
I kill the bugs.
I'm the human insecticide.
But they're big bugs, uncle. Huge, huge.
The bugs, they come from the outer space.
It's a real pleasure to meet you.
You're the first to know.
We're gonna be married.
Good, good, it's time.
I wish you happiness, and many babies.
- I tell her four babies. - No, no. Six, at least six.
- Mass production. - Two babies is enough.
Thanks. Enjoy yourself. I'll be watching.
Happy Birthday.
What was that, Claudia's gonna marry a bug exterminator?
No, no Pop, he's a movie star.
The biggest movie star in the world.
Which is nice for us because it's a double contract.
One with Lodestone Studios, and a marriage contract with Claudia.
You're the one that should have a marriage contract...
you should have done it before you lost all your hair.
- Make a wish, Pop. - How about eighty-six more years?
It defeats the purpose if you wish for more than you can get.
I'll settle for fourteen. I'd like to make one hundred.
You got it, Pop, one hundred happy years in the bag.
Nothing's in the bag, Giorgio.
Hey, Pop, here's Billy D'Angelo.
- Billy. - Don Clericuzio.
Sit down, Billy.
Your father would be proud to know you're our number one capo now.
Oh, you and my dad were the lions, eh?
Wow, now it's "Cosa Nostra" for everybody.
It's a free-for-all, the Chinese, the Vietnamese, the Columbians.
Jackals and hyenas, let them feed off the dead.
The future of the Clericuzio is there.
My niece Claudia and her fiancee.
Such a beautiful couple I'll say.
They may never be so happy again.
They don't know, someday their bodies are gonna fail
and their gonna grow old like me. And die.
What are you talking about? You're invincible.
Hold on.
Will you do me the honor?
Will you dance with me?
I can't tell you how much I would enjoy that...
but I have hung up my dancing shoes.
Don't disappoint me, Uncle Dominico.
You over did it, Pop.
You should've used the wheelchair like we said.
And what's with the dancing when you can hardly stand?
What about my nephew Croccifixio?
He didn't know that you wanted to see him, Pop.
He's still living in Paris with that movie star.
He's got an easy life living off his investments.
I love the boy.
It was good to send him away.
Get him out of this dirty business, but I miss him.
Yeah, I know you do, Pop.
You gotta rest. Your heart's beating like a bongo drum.
- Do you believe in life after death? - Aw, stop talking like that, Pop.
- I saw your mother yesterday. - It was a dream, Pop.
No, she was there...
by the door smiling at me.
Aw, you're seeing ghosts.
She wasn't a ghost. I know ghosts.
I sleep now.
I think about the food your mother used to cook.
The best pizza.
Better than they make now. Very thin.
Italian sauces. I used to go crazy.
That's it, Pop, you think about the food.
You will get married, won't you? You promise me.
I promise, Pop.
Don't worry about that now, okay?
You just try to get some sleep.
- I'm gonna call the doctor. - No, son...
...call a priest.
No, come on, dad, no.
Call a priest.
My dad was a kid, he was forced to beg for food on the streets of Catania.
Your father took him under his wing...
he reminded us everyday of our debt to this family.
Well, I want to thank you and your father
for your loyalty and service over the years, Billy.
Billy: Don Clericuzio, he was a great man.
You're wasting your prayers, you know.
Miss Clericuzio...
He's truly evil.
Aren't ya, ya old bastard?
You know what I see when I look at him?
The Devil.
"Carne Morte."
Miss Clericuzio... you're in shock.
...you didn't deserve to have a quiet death, did you?
Murderer...
Thief...
You're a common criminal.
Miss Clericuzio... you're in shock.
Look daddy, daddy please come back.
I wish you were still alive,
so that I could kill you myself.
- You're upset. - You're right, I'm sorry.
Please forgive me, you've never seen the devil, have you?
Because you're too good, you're too pure.
I've seen the devil Miss Clericuzio...
and he's no dead man.
Have you seen God too?
Bishop Enzo, he's so innocent, so pure.
Where did you find him?
Rose Marie, perhaps we should join your brothers.
Come on.
Bishop, can you please help me find my son?
No one will tell me anything and I feel him, he's reaching out to me.
- Come child... - but I can't find him...
Carry on with your prayers, Father Luca.
Father Luca, would you pray for my son?
Well, we have many problems ahead of us...
and some big decisions to make.
Everyone's going to be trying to take over pieces of the Clericuzio territory.
Other gangs. Other families.
We have to hit them first with a preemptive strike.
They'll be moving in on the gambling.
Nothing's safe. Loddstone studios.
- Even your restaurants, Vinnie. - Don't worry.
They come anywhere near my restaurants
I'll serve the cajones up his rocky mountain oysters.
It's a huge opportunity for the government.
They're gonna take advantage of the weakness...
now that your father's gone.
We have to show the other families that we're still in control.
Billy's right, but I can't manage everything on my own.
My area of expertise is stocks and bonds.
Isn't this what the Don always wanted?
For the family to finally be legit?
We hit the casino in Pittsburgh there'll be more after that.
Pittsburgh city council won't budge.
They're afraid of the underworld element gambling will bring in.
Big surprise.
We're just going to have to face it.
Our enemies are gonna be hittin' us from left and right.
All right, here's what I propose...
Dirk: Where's the woman?
Uh, she's playing hide and seek, yeah?
Hi honey, I'll meet you in the car, I'll be there in a minute.
The Fumigator calls.
He's valuable property, though.
Be careful.
I got the number one crew in the whole city.
The best steel workers, welders.
Look, I already told you, you got a gripe, talk to my foreman.
I'm not gripin', I'm asking.
What do I gotta do to get a contract?
- You want a kickback? - I don't ask for kickbacks.
I never done that in my life. You come in with a good bid.
Hey, that is all it takes.
There's plenty of work to spread around. We have always been fair.
Your foreman won't give me the time of day.
He don't know you. He don't know your company.
Now his nose is out of joint because you go over his head, you come to me.
You be reasonable, we'll be reasonable.
The Clericuzio's want everybody to get their chance.
Now, get out of here, stop hassling me
or your gonna end up with cement shoes.
Hey, Giorgio. Long time.
It's really good to see you.
I heard about the Don and then Petie. I'm sorry.
How are Petie's wife and kids?
Aw, every one's doing as well as can be expected.
I think somebody followed me from the airport.
Aw, Giorgio, relax, you're in Paris.
- You want something? - Uh, whiskey.
(speaking French)
What happened to Petie was not an accident.
He was set up.
The guy hassling him has disappeared...
and for all we know this crane operator could be in the Caribbean...
right now guzzling pina coladas.
This could be the start of a Mafia war.
I'm asking you for all of us, Vinnie and his family...
Petie's family. We need you, Cross.
We need you to come back.
I got my own life here now. Athena...
I adopted her daughter. Now I gotta think about my family.
What about your sister Claudia? She's your family too.
Giorgio, I'm sorry.
My father forgave you, you know.
He planned to bring you back home. He wanted you to take his place.
I can't.
They're killing Clericuzio's, Cross.
They'll be after you too. You're not safe either.
Next we have the fork.
Cross: Yeah, but it might go down, right?
Athena: Now the plate is the last thing you have to put down.
Cross: I'll play it safe.
Bethany's setting the table all by herself.
Oh, well look at this, fork, spoon, knife, plate and a napkin.
That's great, Bethany.
Oh wait a minute, Bethany, wait for mama.
Honey, she's doing so much better, the doctor even said so.
Hey, mama.
Eve's in the other room with Bethany, she'll watch her for a minute.
- Come here. - You're right.
I start thinking my only purpose on earth is taking care of Bethany.
Gotta leave a little for me.
Click-a-de-clack click-a-de-clack goes the railroad
...track, come on Bethany.
Come on I know you know this.
Click-a-de-clack click-a-de-clack
goes the railroad...
...track.
Bethany, you did it, that was it.
Click-a-de-clack click-a-de-clack click-a-de-clack goes the railroad.
Track.
That's my girl.
(doorbell rings)
You did it.
Oh, thank you. My husband's new shirts.
(repeats in French)
Cross, your new shirts are here. I'll bring them up.
Athena, don't open the package.
Don't open it, Athena, don't open it. Don't.
Giorgio.
Take her inside, Eve.
Cross, you're home now. Everything's going to be fine.
Thanks, Billy.
Croccifixio.
And your beautiful wife and your little girl.
Thank you, Rose Marie.
I know that this isn't the right time to tell you this, but please listen to me.
You can not trust Giorgio.
He knows something about Dante and he won't tell me.
I'm sorry, Rose. I don't know anything about Dante.
Rose, please, not now.
I've called the meeting of the ten Dons.
You must be suspicious of everyone right now.
You might even think I ordered Athena's death
to get you back here, but it's not true.
I've had my moments, Giorgio, but I know you didn't do it.
Whoever did do it is going to be in this room tonight.
Watch old man Borgetto. He gets my vote.
Welcome everyone. Thank you for coming.
- Don Borgetto. - I so sorry, Croccifixio,
- all your troubles. - Thank you, Don Borgetto.
Don Migliaccio.
Thank you for coming, short notice.
Gentlemen, please sit.
There's plenty of food and wine.
Don Rosario, Giorgio tells me you've been in the hospital.
You outta get plenty of rest now.
I get plenty of rest when I die. But look...
...look at these beauties. My grandchildren keep me up.
You're right. They're beautiful kids. Please.
We've asked you all here this evening...
to discuss the tragic events of the past few weeks...
and the repercussions that may follow.
The Clericuzio will not rest until we find out who ordered
the murders of Petie Clericuzio and my wife.
There are rumors in Philadelphia that the Cubans are behind it.
They wanted to launder some drug money.
- We wouldn't touch it. - Neither did we.
Always, we wanted the decision on drugs.
I don't think it's the Cubans, Don Borgetto.
But since we're speaking of rumors, let's talk about
- this marble you import from Sicily. - Filetto rosso...
the finest Sicilian marble.
There's word that the caret holes are filled with pure Arabia powder.
Undetectable. Dogs can't smell it.
Look at me. Why do I need more money?
That a building goes up in Philadelphia without my okay.
On top of that, my only son Pauly, he's not in this business.
He's a teacher. Such a good boy.
A religious person. He lights a candle for his poor mother every night.
So, I can die happy, and with a clear conscience.
Croccifixio, Giorgio...
You can trust the Borgettos.
Some of us have never trusted Napoliano.
My wife, she was from Naples. Not me.
I hope everybody here tonight is beyond
family rivalries and superstitions.
The world is moving fast. We gotta keep up with it.
Sicily, Sicily's a small island.
Our fathers and grandfathers came to America with nothing and...
in the space of a few years literally owned the great city of New York.
Then they spread their power across this country.
That is our legacy.
Now someone is trying to take away everything we ever worked for...
fought for... sacrificed for.
Open your eyes and ears to the slightest hint of betrayal.
Very good, you're very good at this.
Now, what are you thinking. That's right.
Bethany, time for lunch.
It's your favorite, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
- Hi. - Hello. It's lunch time, Bethany.
Peanut butter and jelly.
Oh, I'm sure you can take the puzzle with you.
No. No. We have rules, lunch first...
puzzle after.
You can play with it later.
Cross: Let her take the puzzle.
Bethany, Bethany.
Bethany, it's okay honey, it's all right.
Bethany, it's Cross. It's all right.
I wouldn't hurt you, honey.
Bethany. Bethany. Look at me. Look at me.
It's time to eat. Lunch?
It's good.
I bet you love to eat, don't you?
Bethany, Bethany, Bethany, wait.
Josie Cirolia.
Hi. I was waiting in the hall and I saw Bethany.
I just thought I'd introduce myself. I hope that's okay.
It's been difficult for her.
I'm not her real father...
and when her mom was alive we were making real progress.
I'm sorry, Mr. De Lena... about your wife.
Please, sit down.
I've looked over your resume.
You had a lot of experience.
- You know I knew your dad? - Did you?
I played golf with him in Vegas a couple times.
I was sorry to hear about his heart attack.
He died happy. He just hit a hole in one.
So, the school I worked at in San Francisco was very progressive.
I was wondering, after looking over Bethany's records
she seemed to do very well in an institution with other children.
Bethany stays here where she's safe.
Now, I can pay you very well, but it will be a real commitment on your part.
As you can see it's no picnic.
I didn't expect a picnic.
Autistic children, they live in a very mysterious world.
And if there's a chance of getting inside that world and bringing her out
then I want to try.
When can you start?
Today? Your driver picked me up from the airport...
I have all my stuff in the car.
- Okay - Wow.
Cousin Giorgio will work out all the details with you.
If you have any questions, please ask.
Ah. Mr. De Lena?
Bethany will be more comfortable in sweat pants and a t-shirt.
No sharp buttons and nothing fancy.
Sure, whatever you think.
And we'll need a good sized room for school.
And a computer, Mr. De Lena.
Show Miss Carolia the room in the east wing next to Bethany's.
You got it.
...they tend to think in pictures.
Hi.
Do you want to come with me?
Sure.
Much better. Get some light in here.
De Lena loves that kid.
But, she don't give him lunch. Not a smile, not a hug.
He don't sleep.
Wanders through the house at night.
You'll hear him.
He's thinking of her, I guess.
You mean, his wife?
The most beautiful woman I've seen in my whole life.
I was with him in Paris. They were great together.
She had some body on her.
Yeah, he was smiling in those days.
Did they ever find out who was responsible?
For the bomb, I mean.
- He'll find out. - Then what?
You ask a lot of questions.
I'm only interested in Bethany.
You know, anything that would help me understand her better.
Yeah, well, just a friendly tip...
if you know too much of what's going on around here it's gonna hurt you.
Could somebody tell us how to get to Castel de Tusa?
These road signs. It's crazy.
Does anybody speak English?
I show you.
Hey, wait a minute.
No problem. I go to village near there.
It's my daughter's communion.
I'm very late.
Do you supose he's in the mafia?
Shauna, give me a break.
He's a peasant. "Stupido."
He understands English.
El cuerpo de Cristo.
We're doing a TV movie about the mafia.
We were told that everything here is the mafia.
If it's the police, it's the mafia. If it's not the police, it's the mafia.
But we can't find one damn person that's in it.
Well, it's true.
El cuerpo de Cristo.
Thank you and good luck. I hope you find the mafia.
Thank you.
No...
No!
(shouting in Italian)
(knock at door)
Come in.
Cross, Lia Vazzi has arrived.
Lia.
My dear friend. Bruno, bring him a glass.
Please, sit.
Lia no, I'm not the Godfather.
Someone must take the lead. It's most important.
Your wife, your kids.
- How? - I was hiding out...
working in Siracusa on a fishing boat.
I was going to my daughter's communion.
I was late.
So they slaughter my family in place of me.
First they kill Petie to break the back of the Clericuzio.
Then they try you and me to ensure their safety.
These hands...
they're no longer meant for anything but to kill.
I'm only a machine now.
My heart, my soul, my life...
I lost on the steps of San Girolamo.
How do we go on?
We find them and we kill them.
Do you remember Frankie Lamponi? "Frankie Lips"?
He did some jobs with us. His mother says he's a junkie.
She thinks he's getting it from the Borgetto's.
Frankie Lips.
That was always his trouble. He couldn't keep them closed.
Pick him up tomorrow. See what he knows.
Sal, Pepe, come on you guys. Is this a joke?
Pauly Borgetto is trying to clean me up, is all.
I've got this drug problem and I've been trying...
No! Oh God. This is a mistake.
If the Borgettos have something against the Clericuzio,
I don't know nothing about it. What are you doing?
Tell me what you're going do?
I'm gonna light you fire.
You gonna burn me up? You're nuts.
You Sicilian freak. You're crazy.
We'll see who's crazy.
- I've got nothing to tell you. - That's too bad.
Look. I know nothing of the murders of your families, okay?
I've never been to Sicily. I don't want to go to Sicily.
I hate Sicily.
There was a plan to blow up Croccifixio de Lena, right?
I heard rumors that somebody's out to get him...
and his wife took the hit. That's all I know.
But that's all it was. It was street talk.
I didn't do nothing. I swear, please.
I didn't do nothing.
Cross: Lia...
Cross, you tell this freakin' nut to let me down.
The only Borgetto I know is Pauly.
He didn't do nothing bad. He's a saint.
Please, oh, God.
- Let him down. - You want me to stop?
(sobbing) Oh god!
Oh, thank you.
I need a little more time to break this kid down.
He doesn't have anything to say. He doesn't know anything.
Guilty or innocent, we should kill him.
This way we're going to make another enemy.
We can't afford to be soft.
This is not the time to be soft.
Who's there?
What are you afraid of?
Come here.
Dad?
Is that you?
Were you expecting somebody else?
They told me you were dead.
Hey, kid, do I look dead?
- It was a set-up. - Son of a bitch.
Hey, come on over here. Give your old man a hug.
(laughing)
Dad, this whole time I thought...
They don't take out your Pop that easy.
But kid...
how many times I gotta tell you?
You gotta shoot first.
What happened? I heard shouting.
- Are you all right? - Yeah, I'm fine.
I'm just a...
coming to turn off the light.
I had a bad nightmare.
I'll get it.
Excuse me.
No, it's okay.
Look, I wish there was something I could...
Anyway, if you ever need to talk...
I'm here.
Okay.
So, good night and sweet dreams.
My mother used to say that.
My mother used to, too. She always used to say that.
Good night.
(children laughing)
Look, grandpa.
Yes, Alexi, I see. I see.
Look, grandpa, see. The canon shooted.
Grandpa... wake up, grandpa.
This is it. This is an all out war.
First the Clericuzio family and now Don Rosario.
In front of his grandchildren.
I mean, what kind of guy kills somebody in front of kids?
The same guy that killed Lia's children.
I should have talked to Frankie. I could have gotten it outta him.
Lia Vazzi is from the old country. His methods are too crude.
I would have sweet-talked him.
Frankie's dealing drugs for the Borgettos.
He knows what's going on.
And old man Borgetto... he's defied the family for years.
He wants everything, he gives nothing.
And now that the Don is gone, this is his chance.
I agree.
No, I don't think we should sit on our backsides
while the Borgettos knock us off one-by-one.
Wait a minute, we've got to be sure. Right?
I think we should put a hit on old man Borgetto.
No.
Not old man Borgetto...
we take out his only son... Pauly.
Pauly?
Pauly's a good kid. Billy, Pauly's a teacher.
He's the light of Borgetto's life...
just like Athena was the light of yours.
Hit him where it counts.
An eye for an eye.
- Here he is. Pauly Borgetto. - Sister Agnes.
Every night like clock work.
Can we depend on you to help us at the breakfast tomorrow?
Your pancakes are always a big success.
Of course. I'll be there, sister.
Flappin' pancakes for Jesus, huh?
That Pauly, such a sweet boy.
Good night, sister.
So?
Don Borgetto's only son is dead.
Thatta boy. Back to Quogue.
Don't break the speed limit.
May I bother you for some sugar?
Yeah? Thanks.
Borgetto's son was butchered last night in a church in Philadelphia.
An innocent boy. No clues. Nobody saw nothing...
except for a couple of nuns leave the building.
Lia Vazzi came back first thing this morning.
Billy D'Angelo was with him.
He was carrying a black bundle under his arm.
- Vazzi was carrying it. - Find it.
The weapon could be concealed inside it.
Inside my newspaper is a kit with a wire and mike.
I want you to install it title three, in the den.
Have a nice day.
Your paper.
I called the airlines a few weeks after Dante disappeared
and he was on the flight list. Flight 942 to Buenos Aires.
On March 8th.
They're always there.
Watching me, waiting for me.
The only people they trust me talking to are priests.
I checked all the hotels in Buenos Aires and nothing.
It's like he landed and then just disappeared.
I know my brothers did something.
The probably have him incarcerated in Argentina somewhere.
He's probably rotting away in some dingy cell.
Rose Marie?
Look, sometimes in life we all have to face painful truths...
because truth is the one constant...
I'm sorry, but the truth is your son is no longer alive.
"Flesh shall perish and..."
Stop it.
There was a mass conducted for him in the family chapel...
Tell me who was there.
And where's the body. If my son's really dead, where is he?
From what I understand the body was destroyed in some kind of accident.
Accident? My family doesn't have accidents.
I don't believe you.
- My son is not dead. - Your son is dead.
You must accept that.
You hear me?
Why don't they just kill me and get it over with?
Those things will kill you.
Then you should encourage it.
What do you want?
I always looked up to you, my big brother.
I simply want to know what happened to Dante.
Don't start, Rose.
- I know he's dead. - Yeah, who told you that?
It doesn't matter how I found out.
I know.
Look, Rose, father didn't want to cause you anymore grief.
How thoughtful.
It wasn't my idea to keep it from you, Pop wanted it that way.
And you always did what Pop wanted, huh, Giorgio?
You were the intelligent one, the obedient one.
Your daddy is dead.
You don't have anybody.
You're unloved, Giorgio.
Give it a rest.
- You killed my son, didn't you? - No. I would never have done that.
You would do anything father would ask you to.
I've done some terrible things, but killing Dante wasn't one of them.
Oh, no? Then who, huh?
It wasn't Petie, 'cause Petie got a kick out of Dante.
He gave him his first job.
And it sure as hell wasn't Vinnie because he could never hurt anybody.
It was you and you're lying.
You think my father would have wanted me around after such a thing?
A constant reminder of what happened to his grandson?
- He would have sent me away. - Yeah, sure, just like Cross?
God, how could I be so stupid?
How could I... Cross is good.
Cross is sweet.
I protected him. How could I be so stupid...
and not know he's as corrupt as the rest of you?
It's okay. It's okay, Rose.
Rose, I didn't mean it that way.
Rose, what are you doing?
- I protected you. - What are you doing?
You killed my baby.
I'm going to kill you.
Give me the knife.
I said, "Don't touch me."
Leave me alone.
It's okay. Shhh...
Now Rose, in a few minutes you'll feel better.
No, Giorgio, no shots. I don't want a shot.
- Nice and easy, Rose. - No more shots.
Nice long sleep.
You'll feel better in the morning.
Frank, give me those tissues. I gotta clean this up.
I think we should get her back to the clinic tonight.
I can't do that. There's not a Clericuzio that's safe out there.
- Somebody will get to her. - Maybe that will be a blessing.
We'll keep her under guard day and night with a couple of nurses.
That way we control things.
Nobody blames you for this. Dante was a psycho.
My father couldn't kill his own grandson.
He maneuvered it so you'd do it for him.
For the family.
Can I see your arm?
No, I'm all right.
It may need stitches. Please, let me see.
What are you, a nurse, too?
Well, you have to learn first aid things can get messy with kids.
It looks like the bleeding stopped.
You really should have a doctor look at this.
I'll get it looked at tomorrow.
How about Ms. Clericuzio, is there anything I can do?
Don't worry about her, that's not your job.
I know, I'm just trying to help.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry, it's a...
You're upset, you have a right to be.
Give me your hand.
- My hand? - You need to press very hard here.
Ooh, men are such babies.
It's good to see you smile.
It's good to have something to smile about.
Good night.
Father, nice of you to visit.
Actually I'm here because...
Ms. Clericuzio called me.
Yes, I know. You'll have to excuse her.
My aunt has had a relapse.
Her phone's been disconnected. I'm sure you won't be bothered again.
That would explain why she said she's being held prisoner.
Yes, I understand why you're concerned, father.
But under the circumstances, her brothers and I...
thought it'd be best for her here rather than in a clinic.
It's safer, father, for everyone.
Well, I'd like to see her.
I'm afraid she's in no shape to see anyone.
This isn't a social call, Mr. De Lena.
Rose Marie asked for help God's help.
I'm a priest,
whatever she tells me is confidential.
It's not for public record.
I think it would benefit you...
and this house, if she could be helped.
Take a break. I'll look after her for a while.
It's okay.
Thank you.
Rose Marie?
I came as soon as I could.
I want... to sleep.
I just want to pull the covers over my head and sleep.
I want to kill myself.
No, please...
Don't tell me that I'm going to burn in hell.
You're in hell already, Rose Marie.
This is hell, this house...
this family, this life.
This is hell.
You have to get out of here, do you hear me?
I don't understand.
Listen to me. I'm no stranger to violence.
I watched my brother get stabbed to death
on the steps of our apartment when I was seven years old.
I understand this.
You stick around in hell long enough, you see the devil.
I knew when I saw him my life was over unless I changed.
I decided I wanted to live.
I wanted to change.
But you've got to decide for yourself.
What do you want? A life, or this living death?
I want...
I want to live for my son.
Good.
To stand up for him.
To speak for him.
Okay.
- I'll come see you everyday. - Okay.
I want you to clean yourself up, okay?
Take a bath. Wash your hair. I'm serious.
Be calm, cooperate. Then they won't fill you with drugs.
And you head will be clear to work.
Because it takes work to save a soul.
I'll be back tomorrow.
They're all around us... crawling, slithering, wiggling.
They're only bugs.
Mutants. Some the size of trucks.
Hatching from all these eggs.
I kill them all...
males, females, little babies, eggs and sperm.
My husband...
The scientist?
He never meant for this to happen.
Things ran amuck.
Females are so ripe, so fertile.
They consume the males after mating in a nuptial frenzy.
Oh, the frenzy...
My husband's not going to like you.
Husbands never do.
Cut!
Oh, your breath.
My breath?
Your armpits.
Excuse me.
This actress... better to kiss a fertile cockroach.
You have to learn to get along with her. She's a lovely actress.
I belong with you. You're the only girl I want to kiss.
You make me a good boy, no?
So, when are we going to set a date...
get married and have babies?
- We need to find a quiet place... - Hi, Dirk.
...no fans, no paparazzi.
Actually I think I know the perfect place.
The Clericuzio mansion in Quogue.
I can guarantee it'll be just the family.
Great.
Tonight, we'll take my plane.
No, no, no. I have to get a dress...
Hey, kid, I don't wait forever.
At ten you have a meeting with Ben St. Amande.
Oh, God. He's such a bore.
They're over budget. He's going to make a plea.
At 1O:3O the people from TriMedia are here.
Staff meeting at eleven. Dailies at noon.
Lunch at Spago with Bobby Bantz.
Bobby Bantz? You set up a lunch with that creep?
He called for the third time and he had an opening.
I guess it's better to know what he's up to.
Haircut at two.
Cancel the haircut.
You've canceled it five times, Ms. De Lena.
So now it's six. Call Harvey Brimhall immediately.
And coffee, I could use some coffee.
Call Stella. Tell her I need a dress for a wedding.
Who's getting married?
I am.
Claudia, you look fabulous.
This job obviously agrees with you more than a month in Maui.
Well, you look pretty damn good yourself, Bobby.
Well, that's because I'm back in business.
Finally the gossip dies down.
I mean, personally I thought I was set up.
Statutory rape.
That bitch was thirty if she was a day.
But anyway, thank god Hollywood forgets.
David Begelman came back.
Maybe you've forgotten, Begelman shot himself.
I would never do that. That would hurt.
Thank you, Rene, that's perfect.
Yeah, let me get another Margarita, no salt.
Rene.
Well, Claudia, say, "Thank you."
Say, "Thank you."
- Thank you. - And you know for what?
Because I'm about to do you the biggest favor
anyone has ever done you.
Now, I could have taken this to Universal,
but I thought it needed a woman's touch.
I could have gone to the mouse, but life's too short.
So, Arnold's begging me for this project...
but I thought it had your boyfriend's name all over it.
What is it?
Who is the most notorious spy in history?
Mata Hari.
Bobby, that's been pitched to me at least four times this year.
Not, not, not with this take...
Dirk Von Shalberg as Mata. He does the whole thing in drag.
You bet. Now, he's a cross-dressing Mata Hari.
Sometimes he's Mata, sometimes he's Harry...
Bobby, please...
Bobby, listen. It stinks, Bobby.
It stinks.
Don't you laugh at me. Don't you dare laugh.
You took away my studio. You made me a laughingstock once.
Don't you dare laugh at me.
Excuse me, but you don't need any more enemies in this town.
You've got plenty. You haven't heard the last of me.
I Claudia, take you Dirk, for my lawful husband...
(repeats)
...to have and to hold from this day forward...
(repeats)
...for better for worse, for richer, for poorer...
...in sickness and in health until death do us part.
They're saying, whoever killed Pauly Borgetto used a "lupara",
a wolf gun to shoot a lamb.
Old man Borgetto is all broken up about it.
Yeah, we'll see how broken up.
Your new brother-in-law has a bad reputation with the ladies.
I'm just telling you because she is your sister.
I figured as much.
- Ms. Cirolia. - Hi.
I took refuge in here.
I'm not so good at weddings.
Thank you for including me.
I just felt a little uncomfortable out there.
I'm not too big on parties anymore either.
Dancing...
Oh, I'm a terrible dancer.
I used to pray that no one would ask me.
My palms used to sweat.
My ma and dad, they were the dancers in our family.
They were something. You should've seen them.
And Athena too.
You never talk about her.
I think it would help Bethany if you spoke about her mom.
- It may help her understand. - Understand?
Understand what?
She saw what happened to her mother. It's not going to help to remind her.
I'm trying to shield her from that.
But you can't shield her. She still hurts.
Ms. Cirolia...
maybe this isn't the place for you.
Well, you're not going to fire me, are you?
Because you can't. We're just getting to know one another.
She's just beginning to trust me. It would be brutal to leave her now.
I'm just trying to be the best father I can be.
I know.
Perhaps you're trying too hard.
Be patient.
Let her come to you. Let her initiate it.
She just needs love...
like all of us.
We all need to be loved.
Get down.
Stay down. Everybody stay down.
What is it? What happened?
Just stay down.
It's okay. Just a little problem with the electricity.
Welcome to the family.
Great. Does this mean I have to help pay the electric bill?
Mr. De Lena...
It was nothing, just a bad fuse.
Thanks, Lia.
Can I talk to you, alone?
Ms. Cirolia, would you excuse us for a minute?
Don Borgetto is outside at the gate.
He asked to speak to you.
It's urgent.
He came alone, except for his driver.
Bring him through the patio, okay?
He was a good boy, Pauly. He couldn't even kill a spider.
He used to pick them up and put them outside the house.
Such a respect for living things.
What do you want? My building contracts,
my highway construction...
I'm giving up all my enterprises.
Don Borgetto, you've got plenty of good years ahead of you.
I have seen so many people die. Stupid deaths.
For what? Shot down in the street.
I don't want to die like a criminal.
I owe that much to my son.
You thought the Borgettos wanted to move in on the Clericuzio.
Never Cross, never.
Back to Sicily.
I have a beautiful home overlooking the Ionian Sea.
That's how I want to end my days.
I am homesick.
Perhaps your men can help me out to the car.
Of course.
You remind me of my son.
I depend on you to handle...
my affairs with the other families.
Arivederci.
Cross?
It was never the Borgettos.
They were innocent.
The Borgettos were completely innocent.
I wouldn't go that far.
Borgetto was punished for something he didn't do.
- We killed an innocent kid. - Come on, Cross.
Maybe the kid wasn't so clean. You know what they say...
If your mom's a garlic and your dad's an onion, how could you smell good?
This isn't a joke.
How do I sleep at night with blood on my hands?
It was my call.
I'm the one that's going to have trouble sleeping.
- Cross? - It was never the Borgettos.
This is where he walks into the hall and his voice fades out.
At least she got the mike planted.
- You pick up on what she said? - No.
She just needs to be loved. We all need to be loved.
- So what? - Women like him.
He's got a reputation with the broads.
Maybe Josie's getting, you know, carried away.
Josie's doing the job.
No, it sounds to me like she's a little hot for this guy.
So, let her get him into bed.
He'll start to confide. I want her to get that information...
even if she has to screw him to death.
- Cross. - Hey.
Look at Bethany.
It's nice to see her playing, huh?
I wouldn't mind playing with that nanny myself.
Do me a favor, leave the nanny alone.
I've got bad news. I thought I should come over and tell you.
Your brother-in-law in Hollywood, big time movie star...
he's been sleeping around with some broad out there.
Great.
I just don't want to see your sister get hurt.
What am I going to do?
You want me to take care of him?
No, she loves him.
I'll send him a telegram.
Dirk: Like dungeons and dragons, yeah?
Girl: I found it.
(Dirk chuckles) You found it, did you?
I find it too, yeah?
Von Shalberg, I deliver a telegram.
I know who sent you.
Good. Then perhaps you know the message.
- Who is that? - Let go of me.
Damn you, let go!
Dirk, what's going on?
I was drunk...
and then I pass out and I wake up on the bed.
Nothing else.
You don't get the message.
I love Claudia. She's the woman for me.
That's all I know.
Just let me get the keys to the car.
I can't go home without my car.
Okay! Okay.
I get the telegram! I get the telegram!
You got the laces good and tight?
- I think I cut my circulation off. - Don't be a chicken, come on.
No, no. You know what? I'm gonna just sit and watch.
Look at these kids. Most haven't skated before.
I haven't skated before either, but they have stronger bones.
That's true. But if you fall, I'll pick you up.
All right, hold it. Wait!
- Big breath. Big breath. - Wait, wait.
- Ready? - Yes.
- One hand. - No, no.
Okay, ready?
And... no hands.
I haven't had this much fun since I was sixteen.
Jimmy and I sneaked out of the house.
Is that Dante's father?
Yes.
I bet you can't beat me, father.
Oh, yeah? How much?
Stay there, I'll be back.
Father...
Excuse me, father...
I'm going to get these cold clothes off.
- And where have you been? - Ice skating.
Don't get funny with me.
You know, father was right. You should get married.
It might help your sense of humor.
Is this part of my sister's religious instruction?
Investigating the preambles of faith on ice?
I just took a few kids from the church on an outing.
I thought it'd be good for Rose Marie to get out of the house for a while.
I can't believe my men just let you drive off with her.
Well, who's going to question of man of the cloth?
You think she's well, don't you?
She can change overnight. I've seen it happen too many times.
Your sister's as healthy as anyone I know.
Perhaps we don't need you here everyday.
She deserves a little happiness...
after everything, don't you think?
Yes, but I'm warning you, my sister's very vulnerable.
And she may misinterpret your interests.
And we don't want that, do we, father?
A man in your position?
As a priest.
I knew she'd enjoy it.
Don't look now, but she's holding my hand.
Uh-oh, pet shop.
Look at the dogs.
Do you like the dogs, Bethany?
- Can you say, "dog"? - Dog...
Do you want to get a dog?
I think she wants a dog.
You know what I think? I think the dog's hungry.
What do you say we go for some ice cream?
Get down!
Cross. He's been shot.
Stay down. Stay down, Josie.
Get behind the wheel.
It's okay, Bethany.
Yeah, the dog's okay. We're all right.
(TV announcer reports on shooting)
It's been on the news, the driver's dead.
Is it true?
Yes, he's dead.
He was with the family for a long time.
I'm sorry.
- Do you know who it was? - No.
Can I get you something to drink?
- No. How's Bethany? - She's sound asleep with the dog.
You saved our lives.
We'd all be dead if it weren't for you.
It's okay...
Listen...
I came here to tell you something.
I want you to go.
I want you to pack up tomorrow and leave.
Why?
I can't have you getting hurt.
I can't...
it's too late.