Did we bust into the wrong place, for chrissakes?
-He knows what he's doing. -Yeah.
This is it.
We're taking too long.
This is odd.
What?
I'd like to get the hell out of here.
Pop?
That's the whole show?
Unless you wanna tell us the Peewee Grogan story again.
Go! Go!
What about the guard?
The longer he thinks we're here, the better.
No, Jessie, wait. Wait.
Go.
What?
Do either of you have the logbook?
-No. -Shit!
We got the tubes.
-They're also paying for the Logbook. -I'll go back.
There's a stack of logbooks in that desk.
Easy, you just tell me which one.
I'm the gifted Westinghouse Scholar. I'll get it.
-No, no, Adam, wait a minute. Adam! -Hey!
-Let's get these in the car. -I'll wait here.
We gotta be ready to roll when he gets out. Now come on.
You okay?
Okay, we'll be out in about a half an hour.
Oh, God!
God!
You can't do anything out there. Just be ready to gun this fucking thing...
-...if the kid makes it. -If?
Freeze!
Who's with you?
There's two of them. They're still in the building.
Move out, Vito.
No lights.
Glide.
Stop.
Let's go, Vito. Drive.
Vito?
Yeah.
What time is it?
About-- About 3:00.
-How'd you do? -I lost about 60 bucks.
I tried getting Adam earlier.
Oh, yeah? What for?
I was thinking...
...the other day at dinner I came down on him a little too hard.
I want to tell him that.
I'll try getting him again tomorrow.
He-- He didn't tell you?
He went up to Cambridge for a few days.
He wanted to see some college friends.
It's a glimmer of hope.
Yeah, yeah.
I know you don't wanna hear this, but Adam leaving school isn't that bad.
He's still growing up. And you know what?
He'll outgrow Jessie too. He'll see through him.
He's your son, Vito.
You'll see.
Am I wrong?
No...
...I'm sure you're right.
You're depressed. You Lost more than 60 bucks.
Yeah.
Look, I got a boy just about your age.
What are you 20, 2 1 ?
My name is Adam McQuade. I'm homeless.
I'm waiting for my lawyer to get here.
Your buddies left you there.
My name is Adam McQuade.
When you been up in Attica 1 0 years, surrounded by psychotics...
...you're gonna wish you'd taken a little fathered advice.
Hey, you're nervous. I'll drive.
Well, it's going to be expensive.
We're not rich people.
Your attorney should’ve recommended a cheaper Lawyer.
-No one's crying poverty here. -All I'm saying is, this is family money.
Money I managed to squirrel away after 50 years hard work.
You saw Adam. Can we drop the subject of money and hear how he is?
No, we can't. I bill for time.
Mine, the lawyers on my staff, a couple of paralegals.
My office time is 1 50 an hour.
My court time, and no one but me will ever be in a courtroom...
-...is $ 1 500 per day. -Fifteen hundred?!
That's where my talent runs rampant, and I charge accordingly.
Would you sit down, please?
Depending on if we strike a deal or go to trial, it may be as low as $20,000...
...and it could run nicely to 75, exclusive of appeals.
If the trial looks hopeless, we'll be waiting for a guilty verdict...
...and orchestrating everything toward an appeal, a real possibility.
-A guilty verdict is a real possibility? -That's why there's no bail.
Running at the scene. He also refuses to divulge the name of his partners.
The judge won't be lenient.
I must say, for a middle-class boy, your son's values seem a bit misdirected.
My grandson's not middle class and never has been.
The D.A.'s anxious to strike a deal. That's a positive.
The company isn't screaming for blood, which is unusual.
Why aren't they?
They don't want to put Adam on the cross.
The bottom line is if Adam will deliver his partners and the plasmids...
...they're talking minimum jail time, maybe six months.
Mind you, that's for openers. They'll go for zero jail time at the drop of a hat.
-I see. -They wanna make a rat out of him.
Hey, mister, he's your grandson.
-I was talking to him. -I can hear it.
Please. What if Adam holds out, gives no one up...
-...won't say where the plasmids are? -They'll crucify him.
You can't stand in front of a judge in the United States and say, “Fuck you.”
They won't tolerate it.
What does crucify mean?
When they finish adding burglary-one charges, assaulting the guards...
...you're looking at two 1 4-year sentences, consecutive...
...which the judge can do.
I would appeal it since both charges stem from the same crime...
...but I wouldn’t hold my breath until it's overturned.
If your son, and your grandson, Mr. McMullen...
...behaves perfectly, tutors his fellow cons with remedial-reading problems...
...he could be out in 1 5 years, a bit shy of his 40th birthday.
We need a few minutes.
Come on.
Fifteen years! Did you hear what she said?
We take the Logbook and the plasmids, and we turn ourselves in.
-We take this step by step. -Fuck that! I've been through that.
That means Jessie McMullen first! That's my kid in there, man.
Adam can manage 48 hours in a suburban jail.
Adam will not spend one more fucking hour in any fucking jail!
-Didn't you hear her? Did you hear? -Keep your voice down.
You are not listening to me. Listen to me!
You don't fucking listen to what I say!
-That's you.... Hey. -What?
-Adam's my grandson. -Yeah.
-Would I hurt him? -I don't know. Would you, Jessie?
-I'll tell you what. -What?
-Hold still. -I cut myself shaving.
You go visit him, and I'll settle up with this fucking shyster.
No, no. I'll settle with the fucking shyster.
I'll settle with that fucking-- Don't you worry.
Excuse me. Excuse me. Excuse me.
Did you see a white Caddy here? A white Fleetwood?
Yeah, some old guy just drove it out.
Where do you get a taxi around here?
-Not around here. -I need a fucking taxi.
Get me a fucking taxi. Taxi!
-How you doing? -I'm okay.
-Are you sure? -Yeah.
If things don't improve, Adam...
...your father will want us to turn ourselves in with the stuff.
That's bullshit.
It means you walk.
Yeah, the Lawyer gave me that 1 5 years in prison spiel too.
She's just pumping her fee up.
I won't do more than a year, tops.
I can do that. You did it. Dad did it.
He doesn't have the confidence in me to do it.
Don't kid yourself it's gonna be easy.
Somebody once told me it builds character, like a hitch in the Army.
You still have the plasmids?
Yeah, on ice.
-And the Logbook? -Yeah.
Well, then Jimmy Chiu will still pay us the million bucks.
We spend $ 100,000 on my defense...
...and we still get to keep $300,000 apiece.
You're a McMullen.
Adam McMullen.
-You his Lawyer? -I'm his father.
One visitor a day. He's already had one.
Who?
Jessie McMullen.
Jessie, if you're in there, open the fucking door!
Is he here?
-Is he here? Don't lie to me. -You're gonna foot the bill for that chain.
Is he here?
You're an emotional bunch, you McMullens.
I didn't mean to do that.
You could have asked to come in.
What the hell is wrong with your family?
What's wrong with my family is my lunatic father.
Here.
You don't seem surprised to see me.
-Well, I try to take life as it comes. -Yeah?
What are you supposed to tell me?
He tell you I might show up?
Yeah.
He tell you what for?
-He tell you? -He said you had a falling out.
A falling out? That fuck calls this a “falling out”?
I take it he understated the case.
What are you supposed to tell me?
-That he's out of town, which he is. -Yeah? Yeah.
And that what you're Looking for isn't here, which it isn't.
And it's not at his place.
He said you'd be smart enough to know that without asking.
-What the hell are you Looking for? -Don't worry about it.
What do you mean?
Do you think it would be like your father to tell me?
Jessie and me and Adam did a fancy burglary.
We got goods worth a ton of money, and Adam got dropped coming out.
My son, Jessie's grandson, is now sitting up in Nassau County...
...Looking at 1 5 years behind....
Behind bars. 1 5 years in a cage.
If the goods are returned...
...and me and Jessie...
...turn ourselves in, Adam walks.
But while my back was turned...
...Jessie made off with the goods.
I don't believe you.
You know, I've been around thieves. That's how I came upon your father.
I married one of the better counterfeiters on the East Coast.
I know the score, okay? I'm a knockaround girl.
You and Jessie wanna rob, go ahead, but how could you take Adam along?
I went along to....
To look out for him.
Bullshit.
You enjoyed every minute of it. All you guys do.
Why not turn yourself in?
Without the goods, it's useless.
Jesus, thank you.
Why don't you just tell Jessie that I, you know, smacked you around, okay?
I'll tell him to go cut his fucking wrists.
Get that kid out of jail. I'll take care of myself.
I'm trying.
-I'll get it. -Hello.
Just a moment.
It's for you. It's a woman.
-Hello. -You start playing straight with me...
...or your son's gonna rot in jail.
-What? -Water.
You gave me eight vials of tap water.
What are you saying?
I said, you gave me eight vials of tap water!
What's wrong? Who was that?
It's....
It's about Adam.
-Oh, God. -No, no, he's not hurt.
He's....
He's been arrested.
A burglary....
Upstate. It's....
-A burglary? -Well, it's pretty serious.
How did Adam get--?
What is Adam doing involved in a burglary, Vito?
How did he--?
Jessie was involved in it.
Jessie.
I'm gonna kill him.
I wanna kill that son of a bitch.
I was part of it too.
I went along to Look out for Adam.
But he would have gone anyway...
...so I went along to Look out for him. See?
-What are you telling me? -It was the three of us.
The three of us, me and Jessie and Adam. And Adam got caught.
-Well, where's Jessie now? -I don't know.
You turn him in.
Yeah. What?
And yourself too.
And you explain to the judge how a boy like Adam couldn’t resist...
...following his father and his grandfather into this madness.
You get my son out of jail, Vito...
...or I'll turn you and your stinking father over to the police.
Where you going? Where you going?
-I want the plasmids. -What?
You switched the plasmids. What you got in there?
-You gave me fucking water! -None of your fucking business.
What do you got in there? Give me it! Open the fucking box!
Open the box! Give it to me! Don't make me do something.
Don't you understand? I don't have the fucking plasmids!
Welcome home, Vito. Here!
I know you fucking switched them.
You didn't get as far from Hell's Kitchen as you thought.
All right, where are they?
-I'm telling you the truth. -You never told me the truth.
Well, I am now.
You spout about family and loyalty, and it's all crap.
Stop whining about your childhood.
You sound like every asshole on the television talk show.
You're 43 years old, for chrissakes! Here!
He was fine till you got a hold of him.
-Fine? -And I would have been fine too.
Fine. That poor kid doesn't know his ass from a hole in the ground.
It's no wonder, the kind of fucking father you've been.
-The kind of father I've been? -Yes.
The kind of father I've been?! What is this, some kind of fucking joke?
You're all ass-backwards with that kid...
...tiptoeing around, hoping he's gonna pat you on the head.
That's right. The kid that I steered into being a Westinghouse Scholar.
You spend your life talking “Westinghouse Scholar.”
-Well, what's the matter with that? -It's all bullshit.
And Adam knows it better than any of us.
Now why do you think he set this whole thing up?
Because he can smell the real Vito! That's why.
-Smell what? -This Vito.
This Vito. That's the real Vito.
That's the one he wants respect from.
Do you understand?
No one at home. You're a fucking Lost cause.
And Look at the mess you've made.
I'm gonna give you up. Did you hear what I said?
-I'm gonna give you up. -Up yours, you fucking guinea midget.
Water!
What the hell?!
I'm Adam McMullen's granddad.
So the company's put you back on the payroll.
At first, I couldn’t figure why they weren't screaming louder.
I'm gonna call security.
I've got the Logbook and the tubes of water. You want we go public?
Then it was water we took out of your lab.
Tell me, what was it?
An insurance scam?
No? Well, you got one big piece of luck in all this.
What's that?
That I can be bought.
Why don't you tell me the story, Wong?
-The name's Jimmy. -Jimmy.
It's not about insurance.
No?
We've been promising this new discovery for a year.
We dug a hole for ourselves.
Goddamned thing always looked a week away.
Never worked.
It's a tough game, science, isn't it?
We've just gone public, an $80 million offering.
The financial community has valued this company based on this discovery...
...and your burglary buys us six more months development time.
So Long as the Logbook and the plasmids are never ever recovered.
That's what you had in mind in the first place, wasn't it?
Police. Freeze.
Keep your hands over your head.
Cut that crap out.
Hi, Charlie. It's been a Long time. Where's the beef here?
-Hey, where are you going? -It's all legal.
What's he got there?
Vito. He ratted you out, Jessie.
I didn't think he'd do it.
Does the State have anything to add to the report?
-No, Your Honor. -Counselor?
No, sir.
Would the young Mr. McMullen like to say something on his own behalf?
No, Your Honor, I would like to say something on my grandfather's behalf.
Go ahead.
My grandfather has always tried to take care of me.
I know that he didn't cooperate with the police here...
...but that's because I didn't want him to.
He's always respected my wishes.
He's always respected who I am.
And whatever's written in those reports can't show it.
My grandpa loves me.
He always has.
And I love him.
This whole thing, Your Honor, it wasn't his idea.
It was mine.
Duly noted. Counselor.
I've known Jessie McMullen for 35 years and--
In how many of the arrests in McMullen's career have you represented him?
More than a few, Your Honor.
Jessie McMullen is a man in his 60s.
Any sentence, other than a token...
...would really be a life sentence, Your Honor.
To give him five or 1 0 years in prison is not a five- or a 1 0-year sentence...
...it's a sentence of life imprisonment.
Vito McMullen.
Had you not finally showed some decency...
...by turning in your father, I would have put you away for five years.
You're a sorry excuse for a parent. Three years of supervised probation.
Adam McMullen.
The company's intervention would count for little with me...
...it does seem, however, to count with the prosecution...
...and I am going to go along reluctantly with the plea bargain arrangement.
Being guilty of a Class A misdemeanor, you are sentenced to 5 years probation.
These background reports convinced me there were mitigating circumstances.
Jessie McMullen.
I have devoted most of my thinking...
...to how the court should treat Jessie McMullen.
If there is a culprit in this case, you certainly fit the bill.
You've never seen fit to produce the stolen plasmids or the Logbook.
You've also held up the development...
...of an important new scientific discovery from six months to a year.
But as your Lawyer points out, you're not young.
It's not an easy matter to decide on a sentence for someone of your years.
I've had to think this out carefully.
For armed robbery, 1 5 years.
For burglary in the first degree, 10 years.
Sentences to run concurrently.
Grandpa.
Hey...
...if you can't do the time, don't do the crime.
Jessie.
Ray.
Hey, you baldheaded prick.
Don't you ever get caught on the take...
...because if you end up in any joint I'm in, you'll leave feet first.
You come by every month or so, you hear?
When do they ship you out?
Today or tomorrow.
-I'll come every two weeks. -Every month is fine.
-Gonna be tough? -For me? No.
You pick out a tough guy, kick his ass right away, give him a real good beating.
Word gets around, and it makes your time easier.
-They don't put you in solitary? -No, nobody wants trouble.
So you do it out of sight, no one asks questions, the story is, “He fell.”
I'll see you in a month.
I hear your kid fucked you over. Tough way to start your time, Pop.
Now, why would he give a shit whether I start my time tough or easy?
Hey, no big deal, Pop. I mean, we all got some Long bits to do.
And, you know, a little chitchat, and time's half over before you know it.
That's the second time you've called me “Pop.”
I got around a lot when I was young, but I doubt if I'm your father.
But who knows though?
You carry a picture of your mother? Maybe I'll remember her.
I fucked half the whores on the East Coast.
You fucking--
What happened?
He fell.
You know, Mom and Dad ask about you all the time. You ought to call them.
I guess you visit your grandfather a Lot.
Yeah, every three or four weeks.
He's not doing so well.
I wouldn’t worry about Jessie, Adam. He's a real survivor.
You know, Adam, it's been six months.
Your father Loves you, Adam.
Mom, I told you I don't want to hear about him.
I mean this. The next time you bring up his name...
...will be the last time that you ever hear from me.
-I'll call you next week. -Okay, sweetheart.
Adam.
Listen, God forbid one of us should get hit by a truck tomorrow, you know?
Let's not let it happen while we're still mad at each other.
You turned out to be...
...a piece of garbage.
Adam, Adam. So, what is your gripe? What the fuck is your gripe?
-Gripe? -Yeah.
-You turned in your father. -I turned in my--
-He's your father! -I turned myself in too.
-I turned us both in for you. -Stop it!
-For you. -Stop doing things for me!
What did I do that was so terrible?
I tried to give you a better childhood than I had.
No, don't give me the terrible childhood crap.
You had a Lot more fun as a kid than I ever did.
Jessie was fun, for chrissake.
He showed a Lot more confidence in you as a kid than you ever did in me.
He showed more respect for you as a person...
...than you ever did for me.
-Come on. -Get off.
You still got a grip of steel, huh?
You tell me I'm Looking good, I'll pop you on the nose.
-I screwed him okay. -Who, Jessie?
I'm not even gonna do a year, that baldheaded prick.
How are you doing?
I'm keeping out of trouble.
Sounds as bad as doing time.
You're a prince.
I'm sorry about the way things turned out, Jessie.
You play the cards you're dealt.
I was damn lucky.
They could have put me away for 1 0 years.
-Who got my charges reduced? -The charges? Me.
I managed to squeeze a few lousy bucks out of your Chinaman friend too.
I spent it, Adam, every nickel.
I thought about splitting it with you, Adam. I really did.
Then I thought...
...if I'm gonna do the time, I have a little vigorish coming to me.
So I figured the best thing...
...was just not to mention it.
-Even Vito couldn’t argue with that. -Vito.
Vito, a Lost cause.
From the beginning, a Lost cause.
You're your own man now, huh?
Well, I'm out from under Vito.
Good.
You think you can get out from under me?
No, Mom, I don't wanna talk to him.
No, just tell him that--
That Jessie is dying.
They're moving him from the infirmary into the prison hospital.
Yeah, just tell him.
Okay, bye.
I'm Looking-- Hi, I'm Looking for Jessie McMullen.
They just wheeled him out of here.
-Which way? -Won't do you no good.
Which way?!
Go back the way you came, take the elevator to the basement.
Basement? To the basement.
Hey! Wait!
Is that Jessie McMullen?
Hey!
Please! Wait a minute, don't shut the door.
-Hi, Ma. -Hello.
-So? -So it's so big I can't find anything.
-Hi, Papa. Hi. -Hi, Rose.
Thank you.
-My first time in your new house. -I'm sorry about your father, Vito.
I know. Hey, who have we got here?
Hiya, Nat.
It's all right, don't get up.
After 25 years, the shay gets knows two Jewish words.
Well, you know. Here, Let me help you.
Time to Let the angel in.
The angel won't have to squeeze in under the chain.
I knew that was coming. Your material is getting stale.
-Look who's here. -Grandma.
I've been outside a half an hour waiting for you to open the door for Elijah.
Anyway, they were thrilled that you stopped by to see them.
Yeah, well, no reason to take our problems out on them, huh?
Wait a minute, you gonna wait for your mother to come down?
She'll be saying goodbye for 20 minutes.
Plus, we'll just get in the same old argument again.
What's the same old argument?
That everything you did, you did for me.
If you hated the meat business so much for 20 years...
...then I'm sorry, but stop blaming me.
You did it to yourself.
What's the most fun you've had since you were a kid?
-What's the most fun I've had? -Yeah, since you were a kid.
What?
The caper.
-The caper? The caper. -Yeah.
Me too.
Oh, boy.
We are some family.
You know, the only time the three of us ever had a drink together...
...was when we were planning that robbery.
We are some family.
I brought back his ashes, Pop.
I thought that maybe the two of us...
-...ought to bury him together. -Thank you.
Thank you.
You have any idea what we ought to do with him?
Yes, I do.
So, what are you gonna do now, Adam? What do you want to do with your life?
-That's the first time you ever asked that. -First time?
All right, I'll ask you a second time. What do you wanna do with your life?
Well, now that you ask me...
...I don't know.
We lived in this building when my mother died.
Right on that corner there, Jessie pushed me into my first fight.
It's his neighborhood, okay.
Okay, now lift.
You've got to be kidding.
-Where do you want this keg? -All the way up.
This is an open-air service. Here we go.
I thought I told you guys to get light beer.
If I'd have known this was a roof job, I would have went for wristwatches.
I know! I know the Church approves of cremation.
But it also approves of playing the guitar at the Mass these days.
Vito, over the side with him.
Folks, hold it down, Jessie's going.
Quiet.
-Goodbye, Jessie. -See you on the other side, Jessie.
So Long, Jessie!
Goodbye!
I'm sorry, Adam.
For what?
I'm just sorry.
Well, me too.
I'm sorry too.
You know the words to this song?
I think I heard it once before.
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