- Can l get a table? - Yeah, sure.
Just we're closing soon, all right?
You're Roscoe, right?
Yeah, that's right. Who's asking?
No one. l just heard all about you.
A real pool shark. All those tournaments you won.
Why don't you go to table 1 2, seems like it's racked already.
Go ahead.
Nah. Don't worry about it.
Just get me on the way back.
Okay.
'Cause l am a part of you
'Cause l live
The life that you wanted to
You know what you swear
ln air, a tribulation
And l held you close
Gathering all your faces...
You know, you're not bad. l've been watching you.
- Can you play one game? - l had such a long day.
- l gotta get going, man. - How about 300?
That make you stay a little longer?
A little longer?
lt's about all it's gonna take, kid.
- Kid? - Rack 'em up.
'Cause l am a part of you
'Cause l live
The life that you wanted to...
Not bad.
''Not bad''? l just smoked you, kid.
Again with the ''kid.''
l only call people l like ''kid.''
Remember your friend Angel?
Your boy you put away? Well, he says hello.
What do you want from me?
This way l don't forget you.
Make shit sure not to forget me, douchebag.
This one's for me.
Rats-- l got no use for them.
Who does? Who does but the feds?
lf l had it my way,
every one of them would burn in hell.
There is no rhyme
l want to watch it burn
There is no reason
No lesson learned
Melting glass
Melting bone
Bringing death to your happy home
l look like you, the perfect crime
There will be no savior from the flame
l want to watch
The world burn
And laugh while
l fan the flames
l want to watch the world burn
And fan the flames
With gasoline.
What a shame.
Fucking shame.
l'm sorry, Dad. l know it hurts.
Think l'll just stick around here for a while, okay?
The life.
You know what l'm talking about.
Either the feds catch up to you when you wind up behind the wall
or your own kind turns on you.
Maybe you even wind up under the ground
like some of these poor bastards.
l thought it could be different for me.
But l was wrong.
Dead wrong.
Russo.
Just watching Mr. Baldano & Sons.
Yeah. Same routine, different day.
You gotta try and let go.
Stop blaming yourself.
lt's not your fault.
You did everything you possibly could do.
With a son like that, he's gotta be dirty.
l can feel it in my bones.
l wanna nail that son of a bitch.
l know, Angela.
l know. l know he doesn't like surprises,
but l got this big welcome-home dinner planned for him at the house.
l just-- l want things to get off to a good start, you know?
A new beginning for him. lt would be really nice.
lt's just time he came and worked for his father, okay?
l mean, Joseph's really got his heart set on it this time.
And l think Bobby could really do all right for himself.
Legitimately.
What, no luggage?
Where do you think l was, on vacation?
l want nothing from over that bridge.
Come here, you crazy bastard.
Welcome back.
We missed you.
Where's your brother?
Bobby Baldano.
Oh, it's good to see you, you son of a gun.
- How you doing, Lenny? - Good good.
l knew you'd make me your first stop.
- You know that. - You look a little thirsty.
Let me get you a nice cold one.
- l'm gonna join you. - Here's that.
All right.
- Salute. - Benza salute. Chin down.
- Hey, Big Al, Look who's here. - Hey, Bobby.
- How you doing, Al? - When you'd get out?
- This morning. - This morning?
- You're still around? - Hey, where am l gonna go?
That's good. 'Cause now that l'm out,
l might call on you for something.
You still got my number, right?
Right here.
Lenny, buy him a drink.
Get me a Captain and ginger too.
- Where's all the girls? - Don't worry about the girls.
He's just with the boys having a drink.
He's gonna be here. lt's his first day. Come on.
He'll be back.
Wait. What are you all doing?
Let's just wait a couple of minutes for Bobby to get home
and then we'll all eat together like we used to.
l mean, is that too much to ask for?
Anyways, salute again.
- Hey hey hey, look who's here. - Good, plenty of money.
Hey, what's up?
Here come-- the broads come and you clam up.
Okay, but just the antipasto.
Bobby could be home in a couple of minutes
and l want him to eat the whole meal
with all of us, just like a family.
The iceman cometh. Whoa!
l've been passing the time, the time...
Somebody pass the grated cheese.
There you go.
l'm here for you...
Go, Bobby! Go, Bobby!
And l've been passing the time, the time
Living my life
Waiting for you
l've been passing the time, the time
Living my life
Waiting for you.
Maybe something happened.
Maybe you should go back to Lenny's and check, Joey.
Hey, Sarah...
nothing happened.
Bobby is just being Bobby.
Mom.
My family-- l love them.
They love me.
But l've disappointed 'em
more times than l can remember.
My father...
l know he thinks l'm a fuck-up.
What the fuck. Maybe l am.
Drone!
No! Freaking no!
My apartment? ln better shape than l left it.
You know my mother's responsible for that.
Boxing.
There was a time it was all l thought about.
But l was too addicted to the streets...
the high l got from taking what wasn't mine.
All right, ladies, wrap it up.
Come on. Bang, Bobby, bang.
Baldano, that means you too.
Fucking COs.
Yo, Bobby, You gonna take care
of that thing for me on the outside like you said?
You're not gonna let me down, are you, bro?
We've been cellmates for a long time.
l won't let you down, Angel.
You know how l feel about rats.
Last time l'm gonna say this-- get it moving.
Let's go. Get it moving.
You gonna take care of that thing for me
on the outside like you said?
You're not gonna let me down, are you, bro?
Remember your friend Angel?
Your boy you put away? Well, he says hello.
Revenge is something that can eat away at you like a cancer...
This way l don't forget you.
Make shit sure not to forget me, douchebag.
...until you get it.
Your revenge.
Then-- then you can live.
No.
Gimme that fucking thing.
- That fucking spaz. - You got it.
- l'm beating myself. - Unbelievable.
Yeah, l'd like to beat you.
- l got winner. - Ho! Fucking Bobby.
These were my best friends, my crew.
Guys l could trust with my life.
Me? Look at you. Lean and mean.
- l can't believe what l'm seeing. - Come here, Stan.
l figured l'd find you guys at the park.
You think those bastards could've put us together?
No, they had to separate us all.
Well, we're all here now.
What really pisses me off
is that prick Johnny writing a book.
- You read it? - No.
l look at the cover every day.
l won't open it. l can't bring myself to read that.
Yeah, well, l read the fucking thing.
Our names are splattered all over it.
We should go and do this motherfucker.
Maybe one day we will.
Now that we were all out,
all we cared about was starting to earn again
and maybe one day
getting back at the punks who put us away.
l'm telling you, that's him.
Are you sure? lsn't he still away?
l'm telling you, that is Bobby Baldano.
- Who's Bobby Baldano? - Don't worry about it.
Why don't you girls order us another round of drinks?
We'll be right back. Come on, Mario.
Let's go say hello.
Hey, man.
You Bobby Baldano, ain't you?
l mean, come on. You're Bobby, right? You're him?
Hey, Ray, why don't you do yourself a favor, huh?
Go back to your booth, pay some attention to your date.
- She's looking a little bored. - Whoa. All l wanna do
is shake the man's hand, buy him a drink or something.
Come on, l'm not a fucking jerk-off here, Lenny.
All you wanna do is shake my hand?
Yeah, man, that's it.
Look, l heard a lot of good shit about you, man.
- l've been dying to meet you. - You're Ray, right?
Yeah, man.
Oh, you met him. You happy now?
- Go back to your date. - Hey, shut up, Lenny.
- Shut up? - Yeah.
Hey, yo, l read that book--
the one that talks about you and your friends--
three times.
l read it three fucking times.
Huh? Some crazy shit. You know what l'm talking--
yo, we got a lot of good shit going on ourselves.
We're around Slick Sally.
Don't know a Slick Sally.
Well, they used to call him Fat Sally.
l don't know a Fat Sally.
Come on, man. You know him.
l said l don't know him.
Yo, Fat Sally?
Man, how could you not know--
Oh! Hey, come on! What are you-- come on, Bobby, take it easy.
- What the fuck? What's wrong with you? - Have a drink.
- Let's all relax. - Hey, what'd you go and do that f--
wait till Sally hears about this shit.
l don't give a fuck what you tell Fat Sally.
l don't care who you're around.
To me you're a dumb fuck with a big mouth.
Now go back over there before you have a real problem.
Fucking kids.
Dropping names like fucking aspirins.
Yeah.
Just one look
That's all it took...
Hey, Patsy.
Oh, ain't this my lucky day?
Look who came to see Patsy.
So you got a few more under your belt, huh?
Hey, it is what it is.
We all gotta do some time sooner or later
to keep this thing of ours alive.
Lemme ask you something--
what happened at Leone's the other night?
Why'd you slap that kid Ray in the face?
He told you he was with Slick Sally.
Who the hell is Slick Sally?
Don't play stupid with me, Bobby.
The kid told you he was talking about Fat Sally.
Fat Sally and Slick Sally are the same guy.
He had that rubber-band operation or whatever the fuck you call it
when they try to lose weight right away.
The point is he ain't so fat anymore.
l think the kid had a big mouth, dropping his name like that, Patsy.
Ray is like a kid brother to Sally.
Sally took him under his wing, just like Tommy did with you.
Sally's a captain now. You'd better get used to this, Bobby.
- You're kidding me. - He's Teddy Vesca's son,
and he's in the kitchen, so...
Well, he ain't nothing like his father. You know that.
You're talking about a skipper, Bobby.
That's enough. l don't wanna hear anymore.
And you're gonna have to report to him.
- He's your captain. That's it. - All right, Patsy.
- Whatever you say. - Carmine!
Sally, he wants to see ya.
lt's Slick Sally now, Carmine,
not just ''Sally.''
How many times l gotta tell these fucking guys?
Don't go nowhere. Watch this sauce.
Sure, no problem.
- What's up, P? - Sally, have a seat.
Sorry about your boy there.
- Just a little misunderstanding. - Yeah, right.
So what are we gonna do about this, Patsy?
Come on. This kid just got outta the can. He's feeling antsy.
You guys need to put this behind you.
Let's move on, okay?
All right. Whatever you say, P.
We were gonna go down the block to get a couple of heroes
from Jon's Deli while the sauce cooked.
l'm too hungry. l can't wait.
You know what? l'll take a walk with you, Sally.
Now that's a good idea.
Why don't you do that? You guys go take a walk.
- But l was gonna drive. - Drive?
lt's a fucking block away.
Walk.
You know, that kid Ray is like a younger brother to me.
You really embarrassed him, Bobby.
l think he embarrassed himself, dropping your name like that.
l mean, don't you think he should've known better
with the feds all over the place in this neighborhood?
Don't gimme that shit, Bobby, okay?
l know you never liked me.
You're lucky you only smacked him,
because otherwise there would've been some real consequences.
Really?
Like what kind of consequences?
Let's just go get the heroes.
No, l'd really like to know what kind
of consequences we're talking about here, Sally.
Look, l'm a fucking captain now, Bobby.
Do you know what that means?
Or do l have to spell it out for you?
Well, l know what it don't mean--
it don't mean shit, not in this alley.
Did that hurt, Fat Sally?
Oh, l forget-- it's Slick Sally now, right?
Captain?
You may have Patsy fooled, but l know what you're made of.
lf you breathe a word of this to him,
you're a dead man. Better yet,
l'll tell him you called Patsy ''the pirate''
- behind his back. - No.
He'd shoot you himself.
No. No, please don't, Bobby. Please.
- Please. - You gotta be kidding me.
You believe that shit?
A captain--
a fucking captain
pissing his pants.
Well, l don't know why things changed,
but here's the real deal
about this overrated underworld life.
As a federal agent,
l've been watching the mob since day one,
so l was right in the heart of things
when Bobby Baldano crossed over.
got straightened out, got his badge.
He was the youngest guy to ever get made
in the Carana family.
By his late 20s,
he had established himself as an earner
and a loyal soldier amongst a dying breed.
He learned from the best...
and the worst, if you know what l mean.
Tommy Bono--
he was the underboss of the family at the time.
He kinda took Bobby under his wing.
Tommy was old school
and all about business.
He was likeable. People liked Tommy.
Didn't have many enemies.
That was the boss-- Vinny Morello.
Vinny was a good guy,
but l can't say the same for his son.
You all know why you're here.
This is the biggest honor you can have in this life.
You will now be a part of us.
You all know the rules.
lf called upon, you will drop everything.
We are your family.
We come before anything,
even your own family.
May you burn in hell if you deceive anyone in this family.
These guys took themselves very seriously.
...or talk about the secrets of our lives in any shape or form...
And we were very serious about bringing them down...
...my soul will burn in hell.
...one way or another.
You're all now a part of us--
la familia.
What l don't get
is there are some guys who go into this life
knowing if they get caught they're gonna rat.
They just know it. They're like, ''What the fuck?
Let me do this as long as l can.
lf l get caught,
l bring down whoever l have to to get off.''
- Come on, let's go. - Let's get this over with.
l have a haircut appointment. l'd really like to make it.
You and your fucking haircuts, Stan.
You've got a weird-shaped head.
Maybe you should grow your hair longer to hide that.
Plus, with this shnozole, maybe longer hair
would make it look smaller or something.
You're very funny, Jimmy. You should take that on the road.
Let's do this, Jimmy.
All right, everybody freeze!
You, fill this bag up! Fill it up! Fill it up!
- On the ground! Pronto! - Quickly!
Pick up the pace! Don't touch the alarm!
- Come on, move it! - Quickly. Let's go. Quickly.
Get the money, let's go! Get the money!
You too! Quickly. Now!
Quickly! Move! Move your ass!
Don't touch the alarm. Don't touch the alarm.
All right, we're outta here. Have a nice day.
That's the way we did things--
one, two, three.
Jobs were like a joke to us.
We actually had fun doing that.
You're like a little girl. You know that?
What? lt's not like they make 'em easy to open.
Just give me this fucking thing, will ya?
These guys used to rip 'em right out of the ground.
But of course, no one ever saw them...
so they weren't an easy bunch to nail.
Jackpot.
We made our scores, kept our mouths shut,
and minded our own business.
We didn't want to draw attention to ourselves.
We didn't care about impressing anyone.
On the other hand, not everyone was like us.
There's Johnny Morello and his crew.
Hey, girls, if you're good,
l'll take you for a ride in my Caddy.
That's right. Huh?
That's Mario Bruno,
also known as Mario Casanova.
What, you don't like Caddies?
He thought he was God's gift to women.
You know what? Go.
But l heard he couldn't even get it up.
- Get the fuck outta here. - Fuck you.
Call us when you get a real car.
- Come on. - Assholes.
What did you do that for, Mario? Those girls were hot.
And Mikey, a real punk,
a real wannabe.
Ah, they were pigs. They're all pigs.
Come on, let's go gambling.
Baldano and his crew,
they were low profile--
not the norm at the time.
But you could always find these guys flaunting their stuff.
l mean look at this,
putting it out there like that?
These guys weren't very bright.
Almost makes you laugh.
How low can you go?
ln spite of them,
it was all going well for us.
We had things under control.
We were keeping a safe distance away from those morons.
- and we were making damn good money. - Here you go.
We were planning a score that would hold us over for years.
- No polish on the socks. - A really big score.
- Give it a good shine there. - lt was gonna be our thing...
- Good, kid. - Hey, Pete.
- Hey, Bobby. - ...or so we thought.
- Hey, Tommy. - Hey.
- You wanted to see me? - Hey, hello, Bobby. Yeah, l do.
Hold on one second. Hey, kid, hold on a second.
Hold on. Go get us a couple of coffees.
- You know how l drink 'em, right? - Uh-huh.
Here. And buy yourself a Yoo-hoo or something,
- a soda. l take change. - Okay.
- And don't forget. - Okay.
Hey, Bobby,
you've been earning pretty good out there lately.
l'm very proud of you.
And we all know that you've got something big planned,
so Vinny would like for you
to bring his son and his crew with you on this one,
- you know, just for backup. - Actually, Tommy--
no disrespect to Mr. Morello--
we've pretty much got things covered.
We don't need any backup.
Extra guys on this job
just make it that much riskier.
Riskier? l'm offering you backup.
lt's just that-- l mean
you know what you're dealing with with these guys.
Hey, listen, l know what you're talking about. They're screw-ups,
but he's the boss's son. You have no choice.
He should be here any minute. Put your masks on.
l don't want any chance of getting made.
Hey, what did l say? Put your mask on.
- All right. - Don't fuck this up, huh?
Okay, take it easy.
Here he comes now.
Mr. Klein?
l have a delivery for an Eleanor Klein.
lt's kinda heavy.
Yeah, that's my wife--
always spending.
Can you bring it in here for me?
Yeah, sure, no problem.
Whoa whoa. What's going on?
Stay there!
- Okay. Okay. - Don't move!
Okay, hotshot, where's the safe?
- Take us to the safe. Let's go. - The safe.
Let's go, you fuck!
- Okay okay. - Let's go, let's go.
- Up the stairs. Come on, let's go! - All right, don't push.
Go on. That's it, go on!
Oh, l'm gonna enjoy this.
What are you talking about ''enjoy,'' huh?
Hey, don't fuck up. Don't fuck around.
- Remember what they said. - Take it easy.
Gotta take the rock, sweetheart,
but l left you the band, okay?
Man, how's a guy like that
get a broad like you?
Oh, lemme guess--
unlimited access
to those shiny little rocks of his, huh?
l bet you he even paid for those two beauties.
What are you doing? What are you doing? l said cut that shit out.
- C'mon! Stop that. Cut that shit out. - Fuck those guys.
You're real tough with that gun in your hand and that mask on your face.
Are you so ugly you're afraid to show your face?
Ugly?
- Me? - Yeah.
You know what they call me?
They call me Mario Casanova, baby.
What are you doing? What is the matter with you?
You just told her your name.
Oh shit. l'm sorry, Johnny.
Shit. Now we're fucked.
Sorry, baby. l gotta do this.
- Let's go, let's go! - The fuck are you doing?!
You heard what he said-- out the door!
- What is this? - lt's her ring.
Gimme this fucking thing. Come on, get out.
- Don't move! - Barry!
Barry, come down!
Barry! Barry, l'm...
Wow. Beautiful.
That is a lot of glass. What do you think, Stan?
These are some serious stones.
My guy's all ready for 'em. You just say the word.
We'll get this sold, have your money for you within a week.
Beautiful. Great doing business with ya.
Yeah, for the first and last time.
What? What the hell you talking about,
''first and last time''? Come on.
- We've got a good thing going on. - We do.
- You don't wanna ruin it. - Definitely, Mario.
- Bobby, what the fuck? - He got what he deserved.
Next time tell him to leave his dick at home
- before he goes on a job. - Bobby, you can't be serious.
Are you kidding me? l think you're a little bit out of line here.
- Out of line? - Johnny, let it go.
Hey, guys, we made the score, right?
You guys are gonna get every dime you got coming to you next week.
Besides, Johnny, if your father heard
about how this jerk-off handled himself in there,
he would have his ass.
And probably yours, too, for bringing him along.
l think that you should probably
just forget about this little incident and move on.
- l ain't forgetting shit, Jimmy! - Mario, shut up.
- Shut up! Shut up. - Fuck you, Bobby!
Bobby, Jimmy, l'll talk to you guys next week.
That's how you handle punks like that.
Al, make sure they leave.
Of course we had to pay tribute to the boss,
- Vinny Morello, and Tommy. - He had it coming.
Splitting the rest of take with those assholes
didn't sit too well with us.
Enough time had gone by
for these two morons to mess up big time.
They were selling cocaine behind the boss's back.
The best part?
Their biggest customer...
was one of us.
Do you realize you're looking at 20 years, Bruno?
20 fucking years.
Mario starts crying when the feds tell him
he's looking at 20. Crying!
lt only took this reject
a few minutes to start yapping.
Ah. My favorite. lt gives me energy.
- But once he started... - So like l was saying--
...you couldn't stop him.
- FBl! FBl! - What the fuck?!
- Freeze! - Don't even think about it, Johnny.
All right, all right. Don't shoot.
What? What? What do you guys want from me? Huh?
What do you guys wanna know?
Nabbing those punks helped us
get close to who we really wanted--
Vinny Morello and Tommy Bono.
What do you guys want me to do, huh?
Hmm? You want me to cooperate, l'll cooperate.
Just-- you guys gotta cut me a deal though.
Just cut me a deal.
Paulo, don't take too much off like you did the last time.
Yeah, a little bit-- a little bit off the back.
They could've threatened us with the electric chair.
None of us would've flipped.
They were just dying for one of us to turn
on Vinny Morella and Tommy Bono.
Well, Johnny took care of that.
ln the middle too...
lf you keep it up now, darling...
lt'll be the death of you
You'd better wise up
Listen to your priest
lf you don't change...
- Shit. - Shit.
Just like l said,
there are people who go into this knowing if they get caught...
they're gonna say what they gotta say
and sign what they gotta sign
until they cut themselves a deal.
Circle up the wagons
Dark circles under your eyes
The buzzards are circling
Waiting for their prize.
They gave Tommy 18 years.
He died when he was barely into his sentence.
He got cancer that was treatable.
Nurse. Nurse.
- Just like Tommy said... - Water.
...when you get sick in prison, you're done.
- Water. - They made him suffer.
Water. Water.
l'll never be the same again
That's for certain
- Broken up and hollowed out... - Lenny.
- Yeah? - Who's that girl?
Oh, her name is Rena. She's a neighborhood girl.
She was here the night you smacked that punk Ray.
So what did you tell her about me?
Nothing. What was l gonna tell her?
She's pretty hot.
Nah, she's not pretty hot.
She's smoking hot.
Send over a drink.
All right.
The gentleman would like to buy you two lovely ladies a drink.
Thanks, Lenny.
You got it, Rena.
Do your thing, Casanova.
Come on, chop chop.
He's coming over.
l think l'm gonna go to the ladies room.
- Thanks for the drink. - Hey, no problem.
- So what's your name? - Come on.
You already know my name.
What, did Lenny rat me out?
- So you know my name too? - As a matter of fact, l do.
- Rena. lt's a real nice name. - Thanks.
You know, last time l was here,
l saw you smack Ray.
- He was pretty embarrassed. - Well, he deserved it.
What are you, some kind of tough guy?
Come on, cut it out.
- You like cars? - Cars?
Still blue water
Roll over me, over me
Still blue water
Still blue water...
Hey, mister, peel out!
Wow!
Give us a little more time and l just might
be willing to help you break that dry streak.
Trust me, it'll be worth the wait.
l can't take it.
Prison.
These guys go in dysfunctional
and they come out worse.
Joey, how long l know you?
All my life, right?
So l'm gonna be honest with you.
What are you gonna do about your son Bobby?
Always getting in trouble.
How many times you gonna stick your neck out for this kid, huh?
You built a name up for yourself.
You got yourself an empire
and he's gonna fuck it up big time.
He goes back, they're gonna throw away the keys.
l'm glad l'm not in your shoes...
kid like that.
All l'm saying, Joey, if he's gonna listen to anybody,
he's gonna listen to you.
You hear me? You're the only one
he's gonna listen to.
No, but my love is singing. lt's what l wanna do.
Unfortunately, l do work as a cocktail waitress for now.
But singing is what l wanna do.
l never met a chick who sang before.
- Chick? - Well...
you know what l mean.
But since you asked, l've been singing
since l was a kid. l studied for years.
What about you? What were you in for?
What are you gonna do now?
l heard your father's a construction bigwig.
You gonna go work for him?
l'm telling you l've been watching the guy all morning.
lt's like he don't even care.
The fucking balls on this guy.
Well, if l gotta come down there
and make my presence known, that's what l'm gonna do.
Glenn, l'm not paying $55 an hour
so this clown can go sell high school students drugs!
Hey, how long we known each other, Glenn?
No, 34 years to be exact.
Why is it-- isn't it redundant
l have to send three required letters
to your union now? That's right!
High school students, that's correct.
l wanna tell you something.
lf he's not off my site by 6:00 Monday morning,
put on a nice suit.
'Cause you're gonna be on the 6:00 news Monday night.
Hi honey.
Hi.
What's wrong, Joseph?
10:00. You haven't even had any dinner.
l brought you some.
l'm not even hungry.
What is it, Joseph?
You haven't been yourself.
Well, it's Bobby.
l know what you want for him.
l know what l want for him.
But l just can't figure out what Bobby wants for himself.
Now that's the only way to erect a crane, Danny.
Just know it's appreciated.
- Bobby, how you doing? - Hey, guys.
Hey, Bobby, welcome home.
How's it going?
Hey, Bobby.
You decide to take the plunge?
- What plunge? - Come on.
Play stupid with me.
You know what l'm talking about.
You should be at work here with me right now.
Come on. l'll sponsor you right now.
l'll get your book.
Be a shop steward, project manager, super-- whatever you wish.
Better yet, work by my side
- at the company, from the office. - l don't know, Dad.
Why not?
l've got some other things in the works.
- You know l like to do my own thing. - Your own thing, huh?
You back in touch with Perotti?
- What are you talking about? - Maybe you should speak
to the people that own your own thing, Bobby.
Tell 'em to give it back to you, you know, free and clear.
Pop, what are you talking about?
Would you consider my offer?
- Would you give me that? - Yeah yeah.
l'll think about it. l really will.
Listen, l'm gonna get going.
l just stopped by to say hello.
Oh.
You'd better get it right this time.
Straighten out your act.
All right, Pop.
The evidence at hand
To know they're not my shoes
She said, ''lf there's...''
Wait wait, you said you wanted to hear me sing, right?
The evidence at hand...
l spent every penny l saved making it.
lt's my demo.
This is the song l want to make
a music video out of one day.
l play the fool
l sold myself...
So what do you think?
Do you think you can handle me?
Come on
l know you can't resist my touch
Feels like much too much
Come on
Baby, baby, let's not fight
Let's make love tonight
You can't fight it
No escape
Feel the touch of my skin
You can't hide it
lt's too late
You know you want to give in
l can feel you want me so
Close your eyes
And just let go
Come on...
Come back around, l know you can...
Rena was a distraction,
but a good one.
What really mattered though
was making room for my crew again...
which meant cleaning up this mess.
Patsy, we gotta do something about this guy.
He's out there planning jobs without even contacting me.
He hasn't reported to me once since he come out.
l mean, did you tell him l was gonna be his captain?
Sally, Sally, l told him.
And then he goes and steals
Ray's girlfriend from him.
First he goes and smacks him and makes a fool of him,
and then he goes and picks the girl up in the same place.
l mean, that's not right, Patsy.
Sally, that's enough, okay? The kid's just trying to earn
just to get back into my good graces.
And do you really think l give a fuck about Ray's girlfriend?
He's embarrassed.
He's not even showing his face around.
You know, l think they wrapped that rubber band
around your balls instead of your stomach.
And they must've wrapped it too tight,
because you ain't thinking right.
This kid could be a real loose cannon if you provoke him, Sally.
l'm telling you now-- just relax.
Don't go talking about him to anybody,
because he'll find out then you got problems.
All right, listen to me.
Sally, you can't provoke him.