- Get the necklaces.
Go. Go.
Hey, fuckface.
What's wrong with that one?
- Uh, nothing. It's got a thing. That's all.
- What thing?
- A what do you call it? Like, you know, an engraving.
- So what.
- So you can't sell something-
that's got somebody's name on it.
- What are you, the fucking stolen goods monitor?
- No, I'm just saying that you can't sell it if it's-
- take it; I don't give a shit whose name's on it.
- Come on, Danny; It's somebody's birthday cross, man.
What the fuck?
- Don't waste my time.
If you don't got the balls-
- look, I'm not gonna take this one, okay?
- Then get the fuck out.
- What?
- You're fucking useless.
- You asked me for a favor.
- You're my brother.
I'm doing you a favor.
Now get out.
I'll do it on my own.
Hey, go the way we came in.
Leave the flashlight, asshole.
I should have known better.
- Yeah, me too.
- # oh I got into a fistfight #
# on my first day of school #
# oh I came home with a fat lip #
# and a blackened eye to boot #
# oh it seems the local bullyboy #
# oh he didn't like me much #
# when he knocked me down I got right up #
# oh what else could I do #
# oh I came home to my old man, told me what I had to do #
# 'cause tomorrow that same bullyboy #
# be waitin' there for you #
# oh there's good and there's bad #
# in this world that we live in #
# I'm tellin' ya son #
- # oh believe what you feel not what you heard #
# I'm tellin' ya son #
- # I met a girl at 16 #
# and she broke my heart in two #
# oh I learned to drink at 17, had my first woman too #
# oh the times they were a-changin' #
# and my old town I outgrew #
# had to see the world and live my own life #
# so many things I had to do #
# well I quit my job at the cannery #
# and saved a buck or two #
# oh I knew I'd miss old mom and dad #
# well it's what I had to do #
- When are we gonna get some more es, whitey?
- People get the idea.
They don't need to see every fucking letter.
- You seem crankier than usual today.
- We cleared 3 grand on this chuck berry thing,
but it's only gonna keep us going for a month.
- I'll find us another act.
There's plenty of these guys from yesterday
that would come and play for a lump sum.
- Well, I'm running real low on lump sums,
especially with a shylock up my ass.
- Maybe we'll get one of the big movies at christmas,
run it for a couple of weeks.
- If we make it till then.
- We've got to advertise. Look at this.
There's two pages for the Rolling Stones
at madison square garden.
It's the first tour with ron wood.
- Who the fuck is ron wood?
Sounds like a porn star.
- The new guitarist.
You know, it wouldn't kill you to stay up on that shit.
- That's what I got you for.
Besides, the Rolling Stones have all kinds of money.
They can afford to advertise.
We can't.
Hey, see if you can get buddy holly.
He was big once.
Now he's not doing shit.
- That's 'cause he's dead, whitey.
- Well, that's no good.
They got to at least be alive.
- You really have your finger on the pulse of today.
You seen it?
- Seen what?
Yeah, fuckin' freak show.
They'll play a week, never be heard from again.
Stop bustin' my balls and get back to work,
you little shit.
- Maybe a concert every month and the rest of the time movies.
- So you think up the ideas, and he makes the money.
- It's not like that, ma.
He throws me a little something extra when he can.
He's barely hanging on as it is.
- So you're really on the ground floor
of something fantastic here.
- We're gonna turn that theater around.
- You should turn around and get yourself a serious line of work.
- I like what I do.
- You like it.
What's that have to do with a job?
- Sorry, I lost my head there for a second.
- You need benefits, job security, a pension.
You got a good catholic school diploma.
You're gonna throw it all away on a movie theater
owned by a guy named whitey?
- People are always gonna want to see movies, ma,
not just on tv, in theaters.
- Eat.
- It's too hot.
- No, it isn't. - It isn't?
The only thing missing are the firemen.
- Where's Danny?
Should I put something out for him?
- Sure, you should put out the fire in this soup.
- That's very funny, Brian, tonight, very funny.
Maybe you'd rather wear your dinner.
- Hey.
What's up?
- Dinner's ready.
- Mmm, pork chops.
What a surprise.
- I'm going to the butcher tomorrow.
- Uh-huh.
- I'll get some chopped meat.
- Hey, Brian.
What do you call an irish seven-course meal?
- A six-pack and a potato.
- Oh.
That's not funny?
- I heard it.
- Gets a laugh at clancy's every time.
Where's the other guy?
- Out.
- Yeah, I can tell he's out, because he's not here.
He's out where?
- I don't know.
- Paddy, just-just eat before it gets cold.
- There's no chance of it getting cold.
- There's a chance you'll be making your own dinner
from now on.
- Hey, let's not get hysterical.
- You don't know where your own son is?
- He's old enough for me to not know where he is.
- I don't give a damn how old he is.
He's living in my house.
Tell him as long as he's living here,
I want to see his ass in that seat at dinnertime.
I'm not running a hotel here,
and tell him to get his hair cut.
You got a problem?
- What?
- Something you want to say?
- Paddy, just eat.
- Never know what's going on inside that brain.
It's like I've got an alien living here
or something like that.
Hey, big bri,
how are things on planet pansy?
Ah, come on.
Come on.
Laugh, get pissed off, something.
Show me you've got some stones.
Maybe you're adopted.
I don't know.
- Dad. - What?
- Don't. That's very...
- What?
[Michael campaga and the average johnsons'
off to see the wizard]
- Come on. We gonna follow the yellow brick road.
Here we go.
# well I'm off to see the wizard #
# get my business fixed #
# with all the problems I got #
# I'm gonna need a wizard's tricks #
# working and worrying #
# lord it's all I ever seem to do #
- When I tell them to be at the table for dinner,
you better make sure that they're there.
- Tell them yourself. - I will.
I'm laying down the law right now.
- # 'Cause you know the people with all the money #
# puttin' a scare on people like me and you #
# well I'm going down to the 7-eleven #
# yeah I'm gonna play the lottery #
# even though you know I know you know I know #
- Hey, faggot.
Don't worry about it.
That one sucked anyway.
Is the old man looking for me?
- Yeah.
- Got something for you.
- What's this?
- What do you think?
- I thought you fired me.
- Look, I made a good deal with jimmy cheeks.
I'm giving you half.
Don't bust my balls.
And don't take everything I say so fucking serious.
Let me ask you something.
What good are all these fucking drawings?
I mean, what can you do with them?
Can you sell them?
- Probably not.
- Who'd buy them with all the people out of focus?
What is that?
- I don't know. Maybe I need glasses.
- Maybe you need a kick in the balls.
- You've already given me one of those, thanks.
- Come on; I haven't kicked you in the balls in years.
- Yet somehow, that feels like it was just yesterday.
- You're too easy on them, the both of them.
They walk all over you.
- I can't talk to you when you're like this.
- Sounds like a seven.
- He broke something before.
- Make it a nine.
Hey, I got an idea I want to talk to you about.
- You know what? I've actually got to go.
'Cause I'm gonna meet my friend todd.
He just got back from college.
We're gonna go meet him at the kill car.
- What was he doing at college during the summer?
Must not be that smart.
- Yeah, I'll ask him for you.
- I got a friend coming back too next week... From prison.
Oh, yeah, well, I mean, that's, you know,
that's cool too.
- Look, I got something new in the works.
It could make us some real money.
- Danny, listen, I don't want to sound like I'm being-
- all right, go if you've got to go.
I'll talk to you about it later, all right?
- When I applied, they said, "at this school,
"you're not just a number.
You're a person. "
I get there.
All they ask is, "what's your social security number?
"What's your I.D. Number?
What's your course number?"
- That's a heartbreaking story, todd.
- Seriously. Wake me when it's over.
- I don't know why you want to go
to four more years of school anyway.
Get a fucking job.
- Civil service. That's what it's all about, man.
Look at me; I'm pulling down 9 gs with the transit authority.
I got bennies up the ass, major medical, major dental.
The best part is that they can't even fire me.
- That is just great news for subway riders everywhere.
- There's more to life than getting
your root canal paid for, ya hump.
- Fuck you, hump.
My old man says college means you're haunted for life.
You're afraid to go out there and work.
- Your old man must be a fuckin' phd, then.
Fuck you, flanagan.
The best part of you is still dripping down
your old man's leg.
- Here's the other thing.
He's studying, like, technology and computers and shit.
- See, trade school I understand,
you know, car repair, refrigerator repair, like that.
I mean, how the fuck are you gonna make a living
off of computers?
- I've got one word for you guys.
I want you to try hard to understand.
The future.
- That's two words, you hump.
So much for college.
- I need more beer.
I'm actually losing small chunks of my brain
from this conversation.
- I don't get it.
I'm not getting it.
It's not registering.
- Hey.
Hey.
We don't serve your kind in here.
- No disco in here.
Disco sucks.
Move back to bensonhurst, you disco fucks.
Get the fuck out of here.
- So how's it feel having just wasted
your whole fucking summer with that college?
- I had to.
I'm so fucking over my head.
They let me take these prep courses
just to get a jump start.
I must be the dumbest fuck on that campus.
- Why do it?
- Gets me out of here.
They got this computer.
The fucking thing is so small, it fits in one room.
The shit that...
Look, I know I'm the asshole of the hour because I'm leaving.
You know, we always said college was bullshit.
- You always said college was bullshit.
- Well, I was wrong.
I got a chance, and I fucking took it.
- Oh, you want a fucking cookie?
- Here, I got this for you.
Just to check it out.
- Oh, no, no.
- It's not just a technology school.
They've got a kick-ass fine arts program.
Andy warhol went there.
I hear they even got naked chicks
that pose in the art classes.
It's a great place.
You'll love it.
They even got scholarships for underprivileged kids.
- Who's underprivileged?
- Me and you and every other numbnuts we know.
That's who.
- Hey, I'm not some fucking charity case over here.
- Look, it's just a way in.
How do you think I got accepted?
- Just always assumed there was a blow job involved.
Nice.
Look, they got an early admissions program.
You could come back with me at the end of the month.
- Look, I'm saving up my money.
I'm trying to get an apartment of my own,
maybe over on 75th street.
- Different perch, same cage.
- Hey, I'm not gonna make believe I belong somewhere else.
- Which one of us is making believe, Brian?
- Hey, what's going on? Hey, buddy.
Hey, there is a broad standing over by the bar
who is just checking you out with her provincial vision.
- Do you mean peripheral?
- Yeah, that too. - Wow.
Do you know her?
- So do you.
She went to bishop clancy.
She's a couple years ahead of us.
Shauna somebody.
- Well, then, go over there.
- Oh, get the fuck.
- Oh, here, have another bottle of balls,
and go over there, ya hump.
- She didn't talk to me then.
She's not gonna talk to me now.
- All right, well...
Don't say I didn't give you the first shot.
Hey, how you doing?
My name's manny.
Okay.
- Manny your dreams.
- Oh, wow. It's good to meet you finally.
- It's nice to meet you too.
- Yeah, this is...
- Really? Yeah, hi. I'm todd.
Shauna. That's a very unique name.
Okay.
- Wow, your skin's so soft.
- # There is no love #
# she was sent from above #
# and I need her #
# I love her every day of my life #
# there is no love like my baby's love #
# when I call her I know she will answer #
# I don't have to worry because she's always there #
# early in the morning or late after midnight #
# I know that my baby will make it all right #
# she will make it all right #
# and there is no love like my baby's love #
# there is no love #
# she was sent from above #
# and I need her #
# I want her every day of my life #
# there is no love like my baby's love #
# I know that there is no love like my baby's love #
- You win.
- # There is no love like my baby's love #
# I know that there is no love like my baby's love #
# there is no love #
- Fucking knock.
- What's the matter?
You afraid I'm gonna catch you stretching the old duke?
- What do you want?
- Where's the old man?
- The bar, I guess. Where else?
He's pissed you didn't come home again last night.
- Fuck him.
I want you to hold on to this for me.
- New slippers?
- Just hide it somewhere and keep your mouth shut about it.
- What is this? You giving me a fucking gun?
- I'm not giving you shit. It's mine.
I just want you to hold on to it.
Nobody will think twice
about anything mr. Goody-fucking-two-shoes has.
- You hide it. - Don't be a pussy, Brian.
Help me out.
I think the old lady goes through my stuff.
Just for a couple weeks until we need it.
- What's with this "we" shit?
- I told you. I got something new.
- No, dan, that's too much.
You do something with a gun,
that's some serious fucking time.
- Are you kidding me?
First offense.
Besides, I'm not even gonna load it, okay?
Hey, pop.
- Where your mother?
- She's at church.
- What's in the box?
- Nothing.
It's Brian's.
- Oh, let me ask you something.
I come home, every light in the house is on.
It's like we're living in the las vegas strip or something,
so this made me mad.
I'm asking you, should this make me mad?
- I don't know, pop. Should it?
- You crack wise, I'll put you through the wall.
Give me a straight answer.
- Yeah, pop, it ought to make you mad.
- Why?
- Because you got to pay the bills, pop.
That's why.
- Who dialed your number?
- I'm just saying, we know you got to pay the bills.
- Outside.
- Pop, I didn't mean anything by it.
- Outside.
It's always something with you, isn't it, huh?
Nice of you to show up.
You come home to fucking change your clothes?
You gonna have a fucking shower?
Fucking asshole.
Well, here, how about this, huh?
Come here.
Yeah, maybe you'll remember this next time you don't come home,
all right?
- Danny, you coming in?
- Shh. I'll be right in.
It's just a storm.
Don't worry.
- I can't thank you enough, Pete.
Really.
You have no idea what this means to me.
I understand.
Okay.
Okay, Pete.
I'll see you on the 28th.
Great.
Bye-bye.
You know who that was?
- Wild guess: Some guy named Pete?
- Pete Rudge.
Mr. Rock and roll.
Pete Rudge, the Rolling Stones' tour manager.
- Get out.
- I'm not kidding.
I met him at a hotel bar once five, six years ago
over in the city.
His wallet got stolen.
I lent him money, gave him a ride to the airport.
Long story short, he says, if I ever needed anything...
- No fucking way.
- Wait, so I see he's in the city
with the Rolling Stones.
I figure maybe he's at the same hotel.
I call the hotel.
He remembers me like it was yesterday.
So I tell him about the fiscal complexities
that I find myself in-
- you're not gonna tell me that the Rolling Stones
are coming here.
- One night only, the 28th.
They play for an hour, and they're gone.
We can only advertise the day of,
no advance tickets, door only.
The fucking Rolling Stones are coming to the lafayette.
Both: Ahhhh!
- You're a fucking genius.
- No, it's you.
I never would have had the balls to ask
if you hadn't gotten concerts going here
in the first fucking place.
- God, but we can't advertise it?
- Not in the papers,
but you've got to get out there and spread the word, Brian.
Let the rumors fly.
We'll have a line from here to fucking kansas on the 28th.
This is gonna do it finally.
I'm gonna be in the fucking black again.
- Again?
- Okay, for the first time... Ever.
Both: Ahhhh!
- Got a shitload of work to do, and especially you.
You've got to talk to your friends.
You've got friends, right?
- Yes, I have friends.
I will have a million people at this theater.
- Just a couple of hundred will do.
- Car three, where the fuck are you?
A guy's waiting on 75th street.
- Hey, phil, I just went by there.
There's nobody there.
- Hey, faggot, how you doing?
- How you doing?
- Forget about it; I stayed on my feet the whole time.
The son of bitch never knocked me down yet.
- Come on. Take a ride with me.
- Looks like you already got a fare.
- He's shitfaced.
Don't worry about it.
Get in.
Help me out here.
- Okay. - All right.
Hey.
- Oh, what is that smell?
- Don't ask.
- Yeah, it's all right.
- See that place across the street?
Jimmy cheeks told me he's got a guy
who's looking to buy cases of liquor cheap.
- Are we just gonna leave him there?
- Yeah, his wife will bring him in
when she gets home from work.
He's a regular.
- You got some classy clientele.
- Anyway, liquor central gets a shipment in
every saturday night, so if we hit them on a sunday,
we can clean 'em out.
And jimmy cheeks will get us $500, maybe even a grand,
for how many cases we can carry out.
- Look, Danny, I don't want to do that.
- You don't want to split a grand with me?
- No, I'd love to, but I don't want to steal anything anymore,
and let's face it,
I'm not exactly a criminal mastermind, okay?
- I'll teach you.
That's what brothers are for.
- Oh, not really, but I appreciate the thought.
- You know, I'm trying to look out for you over here.
I'm trying to help you out a little bit.
You know, I could ask anyone to help me,
but I asked you.
- Look, I've got other things going on right now, okay?
I mean, you're not gonna believe this,
but the fucking Rolling Stones are coming-
- w-w-what are you saying, no?
- Come on, Danny.
- If you came to me like this, you think I'd say no?
- I don't come to you like this.
- That's 'cause you got no fucking loyalty.
- How do you get from talking about robbing a liquor store-
- you're a spineless little prick.
You know that, Brian?
- It's been really great talking to you.
- I tell you what,
I'll wait for my friend ray to get out of jail.
At least he's a pro,
who won't fuck it up, like you will.
- Oh, yeah?
If he's such a fucking pro, what's he doing in fucking jail?
- Watch your fucking mouth.
- Don't fucking hit me.
- I'm not hitting you, you faggot.
It's a slap, like a girl.
You don't even deserve a man's punch.
- Don't fucking hit me!
Don't fucking hit me!
- Or what?
Or what?
You're a fucking misfit, Brian.
Remember that.
That's all you are.
That's all you ever will be, a fucking misfit, mother...
Piece of shit.
- What?
- You got my beer?
- Oh, look at this.
- Are you shitting me? - I shit you not.
- The Rolling Stones are gonna play lafayette.
- Why not?
You think they're too fucking good for the lafayette?
- Fuck yes, jerry.
The harmonicats are too good for the lafayette.
- Fucking college snob.
- Well, it's simple probability theory.
Is it possible the stones are coming to brooklyn?
Yes.
Is it likely? No.
- Well, you just can't stand it that something big is happening
right here in brooklyn.
See carnegie fucking mellon on the stones tour.
- Yeah, what kind of fucking university name is that?
Was it a deli or a fruit stand?
Believe me, if todd goes there, it's a fucking fruit stand.
- Anybody? Huh?
- Fuck that, man. I don't do weed.
- Yeah, man, me neither.
- What are you, the fucking boy scouts now?
- No, just fucking tradition, you hump, all right?
We don't do smoke.
We don't do pills.
We don't do needles.
We are white...
Irish drinkers.
We drink.
That is what we do.
- Brian?
- No, my tradition's all tied up in beer.
- Oh, hey, hold on.
What is this?
- Hey. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Leave my shit alone.
- New york city department of sanitation?
- Ohhh!
- You fucking did it, didn't you?
You applied. You fucking applied.
Yeah!
- It's a good job.
It's a good job, and garbagemen get paid more than teachers.
- You say that like you're proud.
- I am.
- Listen, jerry, I'm telling you,
civil service, you can't beat the bennies.
Look at me. I got major medical.
I got dental.
- Yeah, we know what you got, dennis.
- Yeah, you tell us every chance you get.
Oh, by the way, do they cover you for having
a big fucking mouth?
- They cover me for having a big dick.
Oh, it's a small policy.
- I take the physical next week.
Who's got a cigarette?
- Pardon me, jerry, you know, I don't mean to offend,
but you're a big, fat fuck.
They're gonna want you to lift a couple of hundred pounds.
I mean, can you do that?
- I don't know. Let me see.
- Hey, get the fuck away from me.
- Next stop, flat on your ass. - Yeah, I can do that.
- Watch the closing doors, please.
- I didn't think you wanted a job
that you had to get up early for.
- They're just harder to find than you might think.
My parents are getting a little ambivaless
about me living here.
- You mean ambivalent?
- What are you, fucking shakespeare?
- It's a word.
- Well, I've got to do something.
I've got to find my own place.
- Oh, man, my parents expect me
to live at home till I'm married.
It's like a fucking law.
- My mom is gonna need oxygen when she finds out
I'm getting my own apartment.
- These are all, man.
If I had money, I'd buy a fucking car,
never mind an apartment.
- If got on fucking sanitation, I will be set for life.
- You would. - You know it?
That's paid vacation, good bennies, everything.
- Everything. - Yeah.
- Bennies, baby.
- But is that what you really want to do?
- Wait, who are you?
- Don't look down on garbage, my friend.
See, they even got people who study what you throw out.
It tells you all kinds of things about your personality.
- Ohhh, what are you gonna do,
examine people's garbage
and tell them why they lack self-esteem?
- Jerry flanagan, garbageman psychiatrist.
- The shrink with the stink.
- Yeah, well, fuck you all.
How about that? How about fuck you?
Yeah, and, Leary, what do you do, hm?
You're a movie usher.
You spend your entire day just
fucking scraping gum off of armrests.
- And no bennies.
- You know, I got a lot of options.
I could always go into business with my brother if I wanted to.
- Yeah, your brother.
Like what, gladiator school?
- Hey, you guys, I'll be right back, all right?
Aww, come on.
- We were fucking joking.
What's up, man?
- So when do you think you want to go?
- I don't know.
- Yeah, come on.
- Were you gonna say something,
or are you just gonna keep orbiting?
- I am gonna say something, as soon as I think of it.
How about this?
How do you know jerry?
- Who?
- It's fine. It's fine.
It's completely fine. It's completely fine.
Continue the party.
- Jerry flanagan, your host.
- I just heard there was a party.
- Let me ask you a question.
What's it mean when an artist does that?
- That. Right.
No idea.
- Where'd you learn to draw like that?
- It's just something I could always do.
- What's your name?
- Brian Leary.
We went to the same high school.
You're shauna friel, right?
- Hm, I don't remember you.
- Got to go.
- Oh, he's my best friend.
- Okay, well, I was wondering if maybe sometime-
- you're not gonna ask if you can draw me
in the nude, are you?
- No, I always wear clothes when I draw.
I was going to ask you if maybe
you wanted to have lunch sometime.
- Lunch.
- Yeah, lunch is harmless.
First date, I always ask about lunch.
Dinner's too open-ended. What happens after?
You ask about breakfast,
you get an instant slap in the face,
so that leaves you with lunch.
- I can't. I'm very busy at work.
- Where do you work? - Olympic travel.
- You a travel agent?
- You are quick.
- So book yourself a trip to lunch.
- Got to start packing. I'm moving to I.A.
- How come?
- Olympic's gonna transfer me.
I'm opening up the west coast shop.
- No shit.
- I wouldn't shit you, billy.
- Brian.
- # Here is safe #
# here is fun #
# this is where I need to be #
# here is mine #
# here is there #
# just across the line #
# this is where I choose to be #
# I just need some time #
- Former charles manson follower lynette "squeaky" fromme...
- Brian.
- What?
- For attempting to assassinate president ford.
- Look at you.
You look like who did it and ran.
What are you doing down there in that basement?
- Working on a cure for dandruff.
- You spend too much time down there, smart-ass.
- Did they say why she did it?
- What, there has to be a reason?
You kids are all crazy, out of control.
- Ma, what are you doing to that thing?
- Cleaning it.
- I thought it was broken. You were throwing it out.
- I am.
- So why are you cleaning it?
- I can't put something this filthy out in the garbage.
People will think we're pigs.
- So you're cleaning the garbage?
- Just eat and mind your own business.
- You know, you should really meet my friend jerry.
You guys both have a similar healthy respect for garbage.
Shit.
I don't understand how you can make food
that's hotter than actual flame.
- It's good for you that way.
- Yeah, if you live on the sun.
Where's dad?
- Where do you think?
- Parenting seminar?
- Look...
I had two detectives here last night looking for your brother.
Thank god your father wasn't here.
- What did they want?
- They wouldn't tell me.
You know anything about this?
- No.
- I couldn't trust you guys when I'm at work
to stay out of trouble.
Now I've got cops coming to my door.
I don't know what to do with the pair of you.
- What did I do?
- I don't know, but there's something going on
down in that basement.
Don't make me have to come down there after you.
- Ma, there's nothing going on down in the basement.
- Don't you talk back to me.
- You just stay the hell out of there.
That's all.
I find out you're doing drugs down there,
I swear, I'll break your legs.
- Well, what do you think we should do, huh?
What's your big idea?
- You've got to fire half of them.
I'm telling you.
- You looking for Danny?
Who are you?
- I'm his brother.
- You're his partner in crime?
It's all right.
I'm the fella your brother sells to.
There's some nice bulk liquor coming my way.
- You're jimmy cheeks?
- Maybe so,
but nobody's fucking stupid enough
to call me that to my face.
- I'm very sorry, mr. Cheeks.
- You work for whitey, right?
How come he can afford to pay you;
he can't afford to pay me?
- You're the one that whitey owes?
- Don't ask so many fucking questions, huh?
If you're looking for Danny, he's picking up his friend ray.
- Prison-guy ray?
Oh, sorry, another question.
- Well, he ain't good-samaritan ray.
That's for sure.
Danny's meeting him at rikers island right now,
giving him a ride home.
Your brother is good that way.
He'd give you the shirt off his back.
- Okay, well, when he comes back,
can you tell him that I came by?
It's important.
- Yes, I will write that down right now.
- Right, okay.
Well, thanks for all your help.
- I don't know.
- I'm telling you, nights are better.
- Yeah, yeah.
- People tip better when they're going out for dinner
and stuff like that.
What are you doing here?
- It's nice to see you too.
I just came by to tell you that the stones
are gonna play the lafayette on the 28th,
and I wanted to invite you.
- The Rolling Stones.
- No, the kidney stones.
Yes, the Rolling Stones.
You coming?
- Why would the Rolling Stones play brooklyn?
- What is it with you people?
You act like brooklyn is some sort of fucking hick town.
It's the fourth-biggest city in the country.
- Brooklyn is not a city.
- If it was, it would be.
- Yeah, well, the Rolling Stones are gonna take one look
at the lafayette and have their 20th nervous breakdown.
- Shit, I can't get no.
- No what?
- Satisfaction.
You coming or what?
- I'll be gone by then. - That's too bad.
You don't work on sundays, do you?
- Work from home.
- Come on. - I'm serious.
I read up on airline deals.
Got to know what I'm doing backwards and forwards
before I get to I. A...
It's not just a little store like this.
It's, like, five times as big.
- Just take two hours off.
We'll go somewhere, just a walk.
- Same category as lunch?
- Exactly, it's harmless, healthy,
and this particular walk will be historically educational.
- Brian, why do you want to do this?
I'm leaving in a few weeks.
- I didn't say we had to go pick out curtains, shauna.
I'm talking about a walk.
- No.
- If no, just say no.
- I say no every time I see you.
- Would you make up your mind?
Look, if you don't like it,
all you got to do is avoid me for a couple of weeks,
and you're in the clear.
- And if I do like it?
- Well, then, we'll make a mutual suicide packet.
- All right, tomorrow.
- Tomorrow, uh... Not available.
Kidding.
- There he is.
Join me in some fucking pussy.
- Dah-dah-dah.
Watch. Check it out. Check it out.
Uhh, you got to- you got to make it sharp.
- That's a small dick you got there.
- Hey, there he is.
It's vincent van faggot.
- I've been looking all over for you.
- You and everybody else.
- The cops have been coming around asking questions.
- No shit.
There you go.
- The detectives talked to mom.
- No one's looking for you,
if that's what you're worried about.
- That's not what I'm worried about.
- This is my little brother.
Fucking spends hours and hours down here by himself
painting drawings, while the rest of us
are out drinking and getting laid.
He wants to draw pictures for a living,
except he ain't got the balls to admit it to anybody.
- Get the fuck out.
- What are you gonna do, tell mommy?
You don't have to worry.
No one even touches you, this little fuck.
He's a good boy.
Me, I sneeze too fucking hard, I catch a fucking beating.
- What do you want?
- I came to get my shoe box.
- It's in my room.
- All right.
- Get out.
- Ohh, don't be upset, little boy.
I just want to put some color on your cheeks.
- You fucking asshole.
I'm gonna fucking kill you.
You fuck!
- You mother...
You fucking raise your hand,
you better be ready to finish it.
You hear me?
- You fucking jack me?
You fucking jack me?
You're fucking dead.
You motherfucker.
You're fucking dead.
You piece of shit.
You're fucking dead.
You hear me, you scumbag?
You're gonna fucking die for that.
Get the fuck out of here.
All right. All right.
Little fucker!
- Danny.
Danny!
I hear noises.
- It's just a storm.
- Does the thunder mean god's mad?
- Yeah, but not at us.
We're okay here.
Hey, look.
Watch this.
- Well, I guess this is historic.
- Hey, anybody can take you on a walk through prospect park.
- Ah, but a cemetery.
Now, that's class.
You gonna tell me what happened to your face?
- Oh, I was practicing for this walk, and I fell.
- Shit, Brian, who did that?
Look, don't bullshit me.
Who did that to you?
- My brother. - Your brother.
- It's no big deal.
It's nothing new,
except this time, I hit him back.
- You guys need a new hobby.
- All families fight, I guess.
- Not mine, not like that, anyway.
- There's always been plenty of hand-to-hand combat
in our house.
Me and my brother used to stay up at nights
and listen to my parents.
We'd give them a number on the temper scale.
- My parents never raised a hand to me,
fight with silence, cold shoulder.
Well, maybe that's worse.
- So you've never been hit?
- No.
- Not by anybody?
- No.
- Wow.
- I knew who you were, you know.
I remembered you from high school.
- Why didn't you say something?
- I used to see you in the halls,
cafeteria, sometimes on the train,
always just watching everything.
And I used to- I used to try to figure out,
"now, what's this guy thinking?"
- Me too.
- I remember one time in the school yard,
you were getting your ass kicked by brother dominic.
- Gentle friar.
- He had you by the hair,
and he slapped you till you fell down.
But you never made a sound.
You just took it, and your face was so red,
and your shirt was coming out of your pants,
but you didn't even cry,
kept your dignity.
Brother dominic lost his.
You know, they got a cemetery just like this in paris.
- You been to paris?
- Oh, I've been all over.
When I got out of travel school,
we took these familiarization trips,
"fam trips," they call them.
Some travel agent, they've never even been anywhere.
You know, the girls I work with, forget it.
How can you do that?
I mean, how can you send people all around the world,
and you've never even been out
of your own freakin' neighborhood.
- That sounds like the perfect job for you.
- It's a good future too.
People are always gonna be going places,
and there are always gonna be travel agents to book it.
I've been to london.
I've been to rome.
I was even in alaska once.
I'm gonna go all around the world by the time I'm 25.
- I was in piscataway, new jersey, last year.
I ate like a king.
- Don't you want to travel?
I mean, don't you want to walk down the street and know
that when you turn the corner, it's all gonna be new?
- I like it here.
Why do I always feel like I have to apologize for it?
- Can I tell you something, Brian?
Cemetery,
all this death around us...
Really makes me horny.
Don't ask me why.
- I wasn't gonna.
- I was at a wake once for my uncle.
Mm, I was climbing the walls.
- Do you dare me to run naked through this cemetery?
- I don't know if I dare you, but I might beg you.
- I'm not gonna do it alone.
Oh, come on, Brian, nobody here.
Just a bunch of dead people.
- Might I point out that it's a bit chilly?
- Ahhh!
- Keep your eye on me, baby.
Whoo.
# Ooh, ooh, yeah #
# I've been down so low, I got nowhere to go #
# don't you know I've been a little down on my luck #
# I've been a little bit stuck #
# I've been down low down, but things are sure lookin' up #
# well, I have some money, and I have me a wife #
# I had a sweet life, and then those times got tough #
# she done gave me up #
# I've been down low down, but things are sure lookin' up #
# yes they are #
# yeah, well, I'm looking up, can't you see #
# baby I'm movin' up, look at me #
# I'm comin' up, yeah, it's me #
# I said I've had enough #
# I'm breaking free #
# from where I stand, baby, things are sure lookin' up #
- What is this place, anyway?
- Belongs to the deli upstairs.
They let me hang out here.
- Did you do all these?
They're beautiful.
Watercolor?
- Yeah.
And some charcoal, some just pencil.
- Why are the people so blurry?
- Maybe they don't know who they are.
- I like this one the best.
What is that?
- It's just woods.
My brother used to take me camping when we were kids...
Back when he liked me.
- And you don't show these to anybody?
- Like who?
- I don't know. I just-
it just doesn't seem right to keep all of this
hidden away down here.
If I could do this, I would never shut up about it.
- Well, you never shut up anyway.
- I'm serious.
I mean, this makes you special.
Don't you know that?
- You think so?
- Yeah.
- Well, it's, like, a hobby, really.
I mean, it's not like I could make a living out of it.
- It's more than that, and you know it.
Why are you so afraid of it?
I better go.
- What's the matter?
- Nothing. I've just got to go.
That's all.
- What, do I need a breath mint or something?
- I can't see you anymore, Brian.
You're a really great guy and all,
but I just can't, and don't come by the store,
and don't call.
Just-just let it go, okay?
Sorry.
- Excuse me.
Come on.
God damn it.
Son of a bitch.
Ugh.
Jesus christ.
What the hell is this?
Hey, maggie.
What the hell is this, huh?
The mailbox is crammed with this.
You ever check the mail ever?
- Every day.
What are you talking about?
- Every day? That is bullshit.
There's 9,000 bills, junk mail.
God knows how long it's been sitting in there.
- You're gonna have to do better than this, Paddy,
if you want to fight.
I empty the mailbox every day.
- That is bullshit, and I'll tell you something.
This is the reason that we're late with the bills every month.
- We're late with every bill
because you drink half the money every week.
That's why we're late with the bills.
- That's why?
All right, I'll tell you what.
How about this month, we have no bills at all, huh?
What do you say?
There, look, no bills at all.
How about that?
Yeah? How about that?
How about that, huh, Margaret?
- What the hell is wrong with you?
- You happy now?
- Jesus... Christ.
- Your garbage can get out of town.
This is gonna be the cleanest fucking neighborhood
that you ever saw, and if the christmas hits are right,
it's gonna stay that way.
- Another dedicated public servant heard from.
- Mock though you will.
Just remember, certain people are wasting their lives
in college, while I'm pulling down 10 gs a year.
- Yeah, you'll be pulling something.
- Brian. I told you he'd be here.
It's like when the swallows return to captain strano.
- Hey, shorty.
Can you put these up somewhere where people can see them?
- What am I, your own personal billboard?
- Hey, do we get a discount to this concert, or what?
- Who says you're invited?
- Oh, look, he's hobnobbing with the showbiz crowd.
He doesn't need us no more.
- You guys seen todd?
- Look at this.
I stand before him in the uniform
of my chosen profession,
and you can only ask about college boy?
- Some people just don't get excited over garbage, jerry.
- You passed the physical. - Yeah.
- They had to give him oxygen.
- Only for an hour... Once I stopped crying.
- That's great, jerry.
- Not only did I make it,
but I made it in the top ten percentile.
How about that, college boy?
- The man knows garbage.
- The man eats garbage.
- So will you if your house is on my route, you fuck.
- As long as you're on the job, jerry,
why don't you take care of this?
- Hey.
- Oh, wow, look.
It's my first bag of garbage, and it came from you.
- No, most of it came from you.
- New york city department of sanitation coming through.
Hot garbage here, hot garbage.
- Doing all right?
- Yeah, how about you?
- Yeah.
Hey, listen, I... I heard this somewhere.
I don't even remember where now, like, maybe on tv or something,
that when you hear back from a college,
if they send you a thick envelope,
it means that you got in,
and if they send you a skinny one,
it means that you didn't.
Is that true?
- Usually, a thick one is yes.
They send you all sorts of forms and paperwork and shit.
The thin one is no, straight to the point.
- That's what I thought.
- It's all right. Don't worry.
No, we're good. We're good.
Come on.
- Whoa. - You all right?
Come on.
Here. There we go.
- What?
- Just trying to picture your brother doing this.
That's all.
Probably shit in his pants by now.
- He's been with me before. He could do it if he had to.
- Bullshit.
That kid's a faggot through and through.
- Who the fuck are you to say that?
- What?
- What the fuck do you know about my brother?
- I know he's a pussy.
Everybody knows that.
- You keep your fucking mouth shut about Brian.
- What?
I saw you call him a fag to his face, and you were right.
- I can say what I want about my brother.
You fucking can't.
What motherfuck...
- Fucking step here, Danny.
You know where I've been the last eight fucking months?
I've cut guys for a lot less than that.