(A STRANGER ON EARTH PLAYING)
♪ Me, I try for all I'm worth
♪ But I still remain a stranger on this earth
♪ Some people gloom
♪ Other folk cry ♪
LEFTY: You're not making sense.
You're not saying things that mean anything.
NICKY: This isn't even a... It's not even a debate.
It's a better automobile!
Ain't no way you can say to me
a Lincoln is better than a Cadillac.
I'm saying a Lincoln is better than a Cadillac.
It's a better automobile.
Forget about it.
A Cadillac's got more acceleration.
It's got more power.
It's got better handlin'.
It's got more legroom for your legs.
It's got more power.
You just said that. Bingo.
What did I say? You just said, "More power."
You're startin' to repeat yourself.
I said that? You're getting senile.
He got me so fuckin' aggravated.
PAULIE: I'll tell you one thing,
Mercedes got it all over both of them.
A Lincoln's like driving a fuckin' water bed, for Christ's sakes.
A Mercedes.
Yeah. It's a good car.
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
(RADIO CHATTERING)
Who's that over there?
Who?
The guy by the bar with the mustache.
Uh, that's Don, Don the Jeweler.
Jilly brought him here.
What Jilly? Jilly "Four-eyes"?
Not that fucking hump Jilly "Four-eyes."
Jilly, you know, from Queens.
You think he's a wise guy?
No, no, he's a connected guy.
Connected, huh? Hmm.
If I had a thing to lay off, he could lay it off for me?
You got somethin' you gotta lay off?
Ain't the question. I'm just saying.
You got something you gotta lay off?
Ain't the question.
I'm just sayin' if I had a thing,
he could lay it off. That's all.
All that fuckin' money you owe downtown,
you'd have to lay off a fuckin' Brink's truck.
(WOMAN GIGGLING)
PAULIE: Sonny's in love.
NICKY: I think fucking Lefty's in love.
I'll see you.
(CARS HONKING)
(CAMERA CLICKING)
(DOOR OPENS)
(DONNIE EXHALING)
(GRUNTING)
(TV PLAYING)
Hey, were you asleep?
(MAGGIE MUMBLING)
MAGGIE: Are you okay, honey, you okay?
Yeah, I'm okay.
(MAGGIE MOANS)
Go back to sleep. I'll call you tomorrow.
That's good. That's good, babe.
(MUMBLING) Okay. I'm sorry.
I gotta go back to sleep. I'm so tired.
All right. All right.
Hey. Yeah.
What?
Put the phone on your pillow.
Oh.
I want to listen to you breathe.
(POLICE SIREN WAILING)
You Don the Jeweler?
There. That's some beautiful thing.
(GLASSES CLINKS)
Why don't you give it to your wife?
My wife? How am I gonna give it to my wife?
I ain't married. Got a girlfriend?
Yeah, I got a girlfriend. Yeah.
So marry her.
Hey, you for real?
I'm askin' you to middle a diamond for me here.
Now, all I want from my end is $8,000.
And I'm sayin' to you
is you should give it to somebody
that don't know any better because that's a fugazy.
All right?
That's a fugazy?
How do you know it's a fugazy?
You looked at it for two seconds.
What? It's a fake.
Fake. Yeah, I know what a fugazy is.
Hey, pal, you want to see somethin'?
I'm gonna show you somethin'.
There you go. Ain't that somethin'?
That's a beautiful thing.
Yeah, that is a beautiful thing, but it's not my thing.
What about this?
What do you want me to say?
Go ahead, try and sell it,
you want to be a dumbsky. Give it a shot.
Dumbsky? You calling me a dumbsky?
You know who you're talking to, my friend?
Hey, Left. Come on, have a spritzer.
You want to go embarrass yourself with this thing...
Embarrass myself? My family, my children,
my mother can hold her head up in any neighborhood in this city
when she walks down the block, see?
In all the five boroughs, I'm known.
Forget about it.
I'm known all over the fuckin' world.
Anybody, ask anybody
about Lefty from Mulberry Street.
Huh? You're pissin' up the wrong fuckin' tree.
I didn't mean no disrespect.
It's a misunderstanding. Right? All right?
Where you goin'? Sit down there.
(GRUNTS)
What are you... You're gonna walk out on me?
You don't walk out on me.
I walk out on you.
You got a car? I got a car.
Well, let's go get your car. Come on.
Take care.
(CARS HONKING)
(COUGHING)
LEFTY: Put that window up. I'm gonna catch a draft.
DONNIE: I'm gettin' fucking cancer over here.
You'll be all right.
Where we goin'?
You a cop? Don't ask so many fucking questions.
How do you figure I'm gonna earn the kind of money I do
if I can't tell a fucking zircon? Huh?
There's good money in it? What?
What?
What, jewels?
Thank you.
Yeah. You know, if you know what you're doing, there is.
(GRUNTS)
Well, let's go to 23rd and 8th.
Then we'll find out if you know what you're doin'.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
You owe me $8,000.
(STAMMERING) No, hold on. Wait. Wait.
I gave you the diamond.
Left, who's this guy?
He says it's a fugazy.
What's a fugazy?
Your diamond's a fugazy.
No, no. What is a fugazy?
Come on, you know.
Don't you tell me what I know.
You know what you did, pal.
One of you has got to be wrong.
That's a Tiffany fucking diamond.
Left, that is my wife's fucking diamond ring.
It's a fugazy, Left.
I don't know what your problem is.
Hey, Left, come on...
$8,000.
Let me talk to this fucking guy for a second.
Just give me half a fucking second, would you?
$8,000.
Why don't you go to the bar and have a drink?
Let me talk to the guy for a minute.
Come on.
Hey, I got a fucking black belt, pal. So you...
Shit!
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTING)
This guy is going to fucking kill you.
You understand what I'm saying?
Now we got about two minutes to figure a way out of this thing.
I'm sorry.
You're sorry? Shut the fuck up. Sorry ain't gonna do it.
I don't want to die.
Yeah? I don't want to die.
DONNIE: What kind of car do you drive?
MAN: A Porsche.
DONNIE: Give me the keys.
(DONNIE PUNCHING)
The keys.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
All right. Whose car is it now?
It's Lefty's.
DONNIE: Lefty's stuff. All right, good.
That's for the fucking drinks, pal.
♪ One way or another
♪ I'm gonna find you
♪ I'm gonna get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya
♪ One way or another, I'm gonna see ya
♪ I'm gonna get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya
♪ One way ♪
Why'd you pay for that drink, Don?
A wise guy never pays for a drink.
Oh, yeah? I didn't know that.
Yeah. Always on the arm.
All right.
You scared that guy, though.
(EXCLAIMS IN ITALIAN)
(LAUGHS)
That cracks me up.
I got 26 fuckin' hits under my belt,
and you're the one he's scared of. Fuck.
Pull over. What?
Pull over. I've got to do something.
Right here? Yeah. Right here, pull over.
All right. All right. I'm cool.
Come on, give me a hand with this.
Pull this out, pull it.
You're taking the whole fucking thing apart.
You didn't hear nothin' under the dash?
No, I didn't hear a fuckin' thing.
There it is.
Hey.
I can go right up the back.
What're you doing down there?
What the fuck are you doin'?
Just feelin' around here.
What do you think, you think I got a wire in my car?
(ENGINE HISSES) Fuck!
You think I'm fucking stupid?
Did I say that? Did I say you got a wire?
Say it to my face, if you're gonna do this.
Nothin' for nothin',
but I think you owe me an apology.
Ain't the question. I lost a screwdriver here.
DONNIE: You lost a what?
The screwdriver fell down there.
Oh, come on.
You lost a screwdriver in my fucking stereo?
You'll find it again. It's down there.
So you like the DeVille?
Oh, forget about it.
Yeah. I got the Fleetwood Brougham.
Is that right? Yeah.
With the velour? Forget about it.
Yeah.
Are you married?
No.
I got a girl out there in California.
That's good.
She should stay in California.
Keep your eye out for your balls.
(LAUGHING)
Yeah, you're right. You're right.
I'm always right. A wise guy's always right.
Even when he's wrong, he's right.
All the way up the line,
connected guy to wise guy to skipper to boss.
Yeah, I know, I know that. You know?
Yeah. What do you know?
It's like, uh, kind of like the army, like a chain of command.
The army? It ain't nothing like the army.
The army is some guy you don't know
sends you out to whack some other guy you don't know.
Army.
You want to check in with me tomorrow?
Yeah, all right.
I don't know how the fuck you knew that ring was a fugazy.
LEFTY: I'll see you tomorrow.
Yeah, so long.
(TYPEWRITER CLACKING)
(CARS HONKING)
Don the Jeweler is a good earner.
He ain't a leech.
He keeps to himself. He's a jewel guy.
Where's he from, Jilly? Florida.
He's a jewel guy.
But Florida where, where Florida? The beach?
No, no, not the beach. Uh, I don't know. Um...
I don't know.
Wherever the fuck the Dodgers have spring training.
He's a stand-up guy?
I said I knew him, Left. I didn't say I fucked him.
Hey, you. Come here!
(CAR DOOR SHUTS) Come here.
What do you say, Jilly? How you doing?
Donnie.
My friend Lefty's asking about you.
Don't embarrass me, capisce?
Hey, I wouldn't do that to you. You know that, Jilly.
Because if you do, one of us is gonna whack you out.
That's not good.
All right, Jilly. Go back to your bath.
Take care, kid.
DONNIE: Good to see you.
When I introduce you, I'm gonna say,
"This is a friend of mine."
That means you're a connected guy.
Now if I said instead, "This is a friend of ours,"
that would mean you're a made guy.
Capisce?
Yeah, "friend of mine." "Friend of ours."
What do I call you? "Friend of ours," or...
You keep your mouth shut about me.
Know what I'm saying? Hey, Don, hey.
You got a couple of fazools?
I got some things I got to take care of.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. What do you want? $100?
Hey, what are you doin'? What are you doin'?
A wise guy don't carry his money in a wallet.
A wise guy carries money in a roll.
Like this. See?
Beaner on the outside. Like that. Come on.
(CLEARS THROAT) That mustache.
You got to get rid of that mustache,
'cause that's against the rules.
And get a pair of pants, will you?
This ain't a fucking rodeo.
Dress like I dress.
(CAMERA CLICKING)
This is my family.
More even than my own family.
Is that right?
(CAMERA CONTINUES CLICKING)
I don't got a family.
You don't got a family?
No, I'm an orphan. I grew up in an orphanage.
Ain't the question, you know, even if you had a family.
If this is your family, then this is your family.
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah.
I'm freezing my balls off.
What do we got to be standin' outside all day in the cold for?
Got to show the flag.
The flag of fuckin' Antarctica.
LEFTY: What's goin' on?
Hey, Lefty.
MAN: Hey, Lefty, what do you say?
This is Donnie, a friend of mine.
How you doin'?
NICKY: The good news is my dick is now a popsicle.
MAN: Hi, Sonny.
Hey, Sonny, how you doin'?
Sonny Red.
Who's this guy?
This is Donnie, a friend of mine.
Well, just stand there and look dangerous, friend.
Oh, he does look dangerous, don't he?
You gonna make this week's vig? I hope so.
'Cause I don't want to have to come lookin' for you. You hear me?
SONNY RED: Come on, Bruno.
I just shit in my pants, right?
(CAR HONKS)
LEFTY: It's the boss, Donnie.
(CAR DOOR CLOSES)
(MEN CHATTERING)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Okay, Joe, the Bureau wants your autograph.
What's that, you want me to sign it?
All right. Forget about it.
"Forget about it" is right.
Listen, uh, by the way,
they want you to shave the mustache. Regulations.
How did they even know about the mustache?
Hmm.
Did you rat me out?
I didn't rat you out.
Show and tell.
DONNIE: Oh, yeah. Nice.
(CHUCKLES)
What?
Oh, so does he. He wants me to shave.
(CHUCKLES) Who? Ruggiero?
Yeah.
Regulations. Here.
You know something?
I got him. I got my hooks in the guy.
MALE NARRATOR: Cloaked by the high grasses
of the African savannah,
the stalking cheetah
moves stealthily towards his prey.
(DOORBELL RINGS)
How you doin'?
Oh, you're here for my dad?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm Donnie.
Hey. Tommy. How are you?
Good.
Merry Christmas. Thanks.
Come on in.
Benny's watching TV. You met Tommy?
Yes, we met. Thank you.
MALE NARRATOR: Separated from the herd,
the gazelle senses danger.
ANNETTE: Benny, Donnie's here.
Too late. The cheetah springs.
Benny loves animals.
(GAZELLE SCREECHING)
You see that?
I'll be in the kitchen if you need me.
Hunter and hunted.
Look at that.
Predator and prey.
The endless cycle of nature repeated.
I brought this by for you.
It's a little Christmas present.
Oh, yeah, wait a minute. Here.
(TV CLICKS OFF)
DONNIE: Hey, I'm sorry, Left, but, uh,
I'm in a little bit of a rush here, you know? So, uh...
LEFTY: Merry Christmas.
(PAPER RUSTLING) Thank you.
That's really nice of you.
Oh.
Wow. Madonna mia. Look at this.
Very generous of you, Donnie. Thank you.
(LIPS SMACK) Good boy.
All right. So, happy holidays.
Where you goin'?
Huh?
I thought you was an orphan.
Yeah.
So what are you gonna do?
Left, I don't want to spoil your day.
Come on. Come on.
Hey, no man of mine is gonna be alone on Christmas.
Come on in here. Come on.
You think I cook like them goombahs in Brooklyn?
All they know is manicotti. Manicotti.
A hundred years, they're gonna be eating manicotti.
You never ate coq au vin?
No.
(GRUNTS)
There we are.
Can of collagen, can of tomatoes.
Punch of salt.
"Punch"?
Punch. Punch of salt?
"Punch" or "pinch"?
"Punch," "punch," not "pinch."
What did I say? Did I say "pinch"?
No, you said "punch."
Sometimes you don't make no fucking sense, Donnie.
(SIZZLING)
You got all this, Annette?
Oh, no. I can't cook special like Benny.
LEFTY: Shut up, Annette. Forget about it.
Wherever you go, the best cooks are men.
On Mars, the best cooks are gonna be men.
That's a fact. Oh, Donnie.
Wait till you taste this coq au vin.
It's gonna melt in your mouth,
like Holy Communion.
What the fuck is that? Annette. Annette, get that.
(GRUNTS)
(YELLS)
Thank you. Sure.
Thanks, Annette. Sure, Benny.
LEFTY: She's a good woman, Annette.
One broad, that's enough for anyone.
Hey, Pop, I'm goin' out for a couple of hours, okay?
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Merry Christmas. Donnie, take care.
Yeah, you, too. Take it easy.
(DOOR SHUTS)
My own fucking son's a junkie.
Can you believe it?
What are you gonna do?
Give him a smack in the mouth once in a while. You know?
Hey, I got bruises on my hands.
You don't know the worries I got, Donnie.
A woman like Annette, I can't do right by her.
I ain't got $3 in my pocket.
I put a bet on a horse,
that horse don't do what it's supposed to do,
like every fucking thing else in my life.
I got cancer of the prick.
My ex-wife lives in this building.
Can you believe it?
I run into her in the elevator.
I got to have three spritzers afterward
just to calm down after I see her.
What are you talkin' about, uh, cancer of the prick?
It's cancer of the prick.
Yeah, you didn't know that?
I'm in the medical books for that.
(GROANS)
Yeah. I got this boat, too, this Bertram.
50-foot Bertram with twin Chryslers.
I had to get rid of it for money I owe Sonny Red.
The vig alone is $3,000 a week.
Who's that guy with him?
Bruno? That's his son.
Well, I'd like to put a dent in that guy's head.
No, no, you don't do that, Donnie.
You don't touch him.
No, I know. I'm sayin' I wish I could. You know?
You wish?
A guy like you doesn't touch a made guy.
You know what I did yesterday?
I went in front of all the skippers.
That cocksucker Sonny Red, all of them.
I went on the record with you.
You know what that means?
I think I do.
You do?
You ain't got no fucking idea, my friend.
Nobody can touch you now. I'm your man.
Jesus Christ couldn't touch you,
because I represent you.
So keep your nose clean, be a good earner,
follow the rules, and who knows,
maybe one day when they open the books,
you get straightened out.
Become a wise guy.
A made guy. Come on, lift your glass.
I'd die with you, Donnie.
Anything happens, I'm responsible.
All right? All right.
Salute. Salute.
All right. All right, Don.
Thanks a lot. It was excellent.
Could you spot me a couple hundred, please?
Yeah, okay.
I'll get it back to you. You got it here.
Here you go.
I'll get back to you on this. Yeah.
Believe me. Call me tomorrow.
All right. All right.
(DOOR CLOSES)
(CARS HONKING)
(DOG BARKING)
(FOOD SIZZLING)
Hello.
(CUTLERY CLATTERS)
(WATER RUNNING)
(CUTLERY CLINKING)
Look what the reindeer dragged in.
Merry Christmas.
I was working. Nothing I could do.
Working?
Who works Christmas Day, Joe?
I do.
Where's the kids?
Well, they couldn't wait anymore.
Well, that's nice.
Christmas, they can't wait up for their father.
Is that your way of saying you're sorry?
You know I'm sorry.
I don't need to know. The girls need to know.
(PLATE CLATTERING)
Only be sure to introduce yourself.
They might think you're the Fuller brush man.
Oh, man, you know, if you had any idea what I was doing today...
No. I don't have an idea
because you don't tell me, remember?
Yeah, that's right. Because it's for your own protection.
My protect...Oh.
(CUTLERY CLATTERING)
As if any of this is for me.
Hey, you're getting the checks, right?
Yeah, I'm getting the checks.
Good. Then don't say it like it's nothin'.
'Cause it's not nothin'.
It's not nothing, but it's not a husband.
A lot of women would disagree with you.
Oh?
Is that what you do with all your time?
Conduct polls with all your women?
I'm not even gonna dignify that.
Jesus Christ. Seven days a week, I'm out there busting my ass,
and this is the kind of shit I come home to.
You said it was gonna be three months.
It's going on two years.
How do you find anything in here?
You got cereal on three different shelves.
Shit. You got cereals over here.
You got cereals over here.
Put stuff away for once. It's my job.
Quit my job? What about my...
What about my job, Joe?
Christmas Day you don't show up,
so mommy puts on the Santa suit. Mommy hangs the lights.
Mommy carves the roast.
You just leave it alone. Joseph.
You just leave it alone.
It would be easier if you tell me...
Just give me a break.
...what goes on with these guys, what you do.
Just shut up, please. Leave me alone.
(EXHALING)
Terry and Kerry are at my mother's.
Why don't you go pick 'em up?
Where's Sherry?
(MATCHES RUSTLING)
(DRAWER THUDDING)
Sherry? Sherry is with her boyfriend.
What?
She's at her boyfriend's.
Since when does Sherry have a boyfriend?
She's 12, Joe.
I didn't okay this, Maggie.
Okay it? What do you think?
You can just drop out of the sky like God and bark orders?
I am the husband and the father!
I put food on that table!
Undercover husband!
What do I get for Christmas, huh? Empty fuckin' house!
(CABINET THUDS)
I'm here.
I wanted to be alone with you.
Oh, God.
(BOTH PANTING)
(MOANING)
(GRUNTS)
(MOANS)
Mmm.
MAGGIE: What happened to your 'stache?
The B, they made me shave it off.
Can you believe that?
They didn't. Yeah.
It was the only thing I liked about this job.
So, Sherry got a boyfriend, huh?
Yeah, she does.
Nice kid. He's so nice.
He's on the wrestling team.
Oh. I'll bet he's on the wrestling team.
Kerry's doing the catechism. So sweet.
And they're swimming.
Coach says he's never seen nothing like it.
There's a meet Saturday.
(EXHALES)
What am I gonna do? We'll see.
(EXHALES)
You know that I wouldn't do this to you
if I didn't think you could handle it.
I'm not worried about me, Joe.
Come here.
♪ Christmas, Christmas time is near
♪ Time for toys and time for cheer
♪ We've been good, but we can't last
♪ Hurry Christmas, hurry fast
All right, what's goin' on, kids?
Am I getting the silent treatment? Huh?
♪ We can hardly stand the wait
I'll make a bet with you.
♪ Please Christmas, don't be late ♪
I'll bet you $20
that you can't get through this entire meal
without saying three words.
All right?
You lose.
What did she say?
(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)
What did she say?
LEFTY: You didn't see the paper?
How come you didn't see the paper?
Every fucking morning you're reading the paper.
What were you readin' this morning?
Look at this. Oh, fuck.
Can you believe this?
The boss gets whacked. The fucking boss.
You never hear from the boss until he gets whacked
and then your whole life gets turned around.
Hey, Lefty, you want to tell me where we're goin'?
I got sent for.
So what does that mean? You got sent for.
What does that mean?
What do you think it means?
You don't wanna go? You want me to turn around? I'll turn around.
What are you gonna do?
Take a left off the fucking bridge?
Not here, I'm saying after the bridge.
No, no, I gotta go.
You get sent for, you go. Sonny sent for me.
I'm sick of this.
You got sent for by Sonny Red?
Did I say Sonny Red?
Not Sonny Red. Sonny Black.
Donnie, what are you doing? What are you doing with that? Put the fuck...
Donnie, you wanna kill me with that draft?
Hey, Left, Sonny Black is your friend.
What's the big deal?
Right. We're friendly. Ain't the question, "friend."
The whole time Sonny Black's in the can,
the whole time...
He's got a family, he's got a mistress.
He's got a mistress for the mistress.
I watched out for them, all of them.
Me, I was the only one.
Nobody else gave a fuck.
Two hundred fazools, week in, week out. Boom, boom, boom.
So you took care of Sonny Black.
What are you worried about, then?
Donnie, you know, sometimes I think,
in that orphanage, they dropped you on your fucking head.
How am I supposed to know if you don't explain it?
You think I don't know how a hit gets set up?
You think I don't know that?
You know, what I know.
How many times have I been on the other end
of that fucking phone?
26 times. Great.
You just got done saying you and Sonny Black are friends.
Donnie, I got sent for.
In our thing, you get sent for,
you go in alive, you come out dead
and it's your best friend that does it.
Anything should happen to me,
make sure Annette gets the car.
(LOVE ON THE ROCKS PLAYING)
♪ Love on the rocks
BARTENDER: Spritzer, Left?
Later, maybe.
Look at this hand. This ain't a hand.
This is a fucking deformed
Creature from the Black fucking Lagoon's claw I got here.
MAN: Hey, Left.
(NICKY HUMMING)
♪ Got nothing to lose
(NICKY CONTINUES HUMMING)
NICKY: You throwin' that down?
PAULIE: I don't know.
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
PAULIE: Gin.
(MEN LAUGHING)
♪ Love on the rocks ain't no surprise
♪ Gave you my heart ♪
NICKY: Paulie, that ain't gin.
Ain't no fucking surprise, neither.
It's gin.
What are you talkin' about? You got two sevens.
I had three sevens. Paulie.
PAULIE: Nicky, I had three sevens.
I know I had three sevens. Don't start this shit now. Huh?
You know you had three sevens?
You don't have three sevens.
I had three sevens.
I tell you what. From now on, I'll deal out the cards,
you say "gin" whenever you feel like it.
Fucking booths. $200 in action and what we have we got, five?
We're taking a beating again this week, Sonny.
SONNY BLACK: Let's go for a ride. I got a new car.
SONNY BLACK: Can you believe the ride on this car?
NICKY: That was somethin' about the boss. Huh?
SONNY BLACK: We all got to go sometime.
NICKY: I got a date out in Jersey tonight.
Which broad is this? The one from the calendar.
Miss Pennzoil Air Filter of 1978.
NICKY: What's he doin' lookin' in the mirror?
What're you doing over there, Left?
What's it look like I'm doin'?
I'm checking my lipstick.
What are we doing here, Sonny?
We glomming something, or what?
No.
Hey, you, wait in the car. What?
Watch the car.
(DOOR CREAKING)
(DOOR BANGS)
(GROWLS)
Oh, fuck! Oh, shit!
(ALL LAUGHING)
Oh, Christ, I think I shit my pants. What is this?
(GRUNTS)
He's supposed to go to, uh, an animal trainer somewhere.
I don't know. Fuck him.
Hey, Left, I think he likes you.
Either that or he's just hungry.
LEFTY: What's he got to do with me?
Sonny, what is this?
It's for you.
For me?
(SONNY BLACK LAUGHING)
I know how you feel about animals.
It's a gift from me.
It's for me?
(SONNY BLACK LAUGHING) Yeah. Yeah.
Okay.
I got the power. Now you're under me.
What do you mean, you got the power?
Sonny got upped.
What, you got upped?
(GRUNTS)
Rusty's gonna run the whole thing from the can.
Sonny Red's got Little Italy. I got Brooklyn.
That's why you sent for me?
Well, yeah, why?
What did you think, you was gonna get whacked?
Lefty thought he was gonna get whacked.
(IMITATING GUN FIRING)
Congratulations. Come here.
Good stuff.
(AIRPLANE ENGINE RUMBLING)
LEFTY: Sonny Black, they make skipper.
I ain't a mutt.
30 years busting my hump. For what?
A lion.
I'm like the invisible fucking man in this thing.
Five hours ago, you thought you was gonna get whacked. You know?
Hey, Donnie, did I say I was gonna get whacked?
Not in so many words.
I don't understand you. How many words does it take?
(LION GRUNTS)
You're right. I misunderstood.
LEFTY: 30 years I'm earning.
Any work to be done, call Lefty.
I never complained.
26 guys I clipped.
(LION HOWLS)
Do I get upped? No, they pass me by.
Sonny Black gets upped.
I don't get fuckin' upped.
Sonny was probably in on whacking the boss.
Of course he was in on whacking the boss.
Whacking the boss.
Another thing I get left out of.
But, tell you what.
Look at that.
I wish I had that boat again, that Bertram.
Man. I wish I had that boat.
I'd get in my car with Annette,
I'd drive down to the pier,
I'd get on that boat and I'd go.
I'd go.
East, west, north, south, nobody'd ever find me.
(LION GROWLING)
LEFTY: Look at this thing. It's a fuckin' insult.
♪ Happiness
♪ You're full of sweet surprises
♪ Happiness
♪ You fill my heart's desire
♪ More, more
♪ More and more
♪ And more
♪ And over and over again
♪ Keep that goodness
♪ Coming
NICKY: Let's go! Let's go! Come on.
Come on. Let's go!
♪ I love the way you watch the world
♪ Through kind eyes
(GROANING)
♪ That's why you're never sad, sad
♪ Things don't bother you like dos, don'ts and whys
♪ You hold on to the good and you let the bad
♪ Go by yeah, yeah
♪ Happiness
♪ I want your love forever
♪ Happiness
♪ Give me your love forever
♪ More
♪ Got me give me some more More more
♪ I need some more more
♪ Give me some more
♪ And over and over
♪ And over again
♪ Keep that goodness
♪ Coming
♪ Keep it coming
♪ I love the way you love to live
(GRUNTS)
♪ You love life
♪ You're an inspiration
Come on, come on.
♪ I love the way that you give
♪ Your heart so freely
♪ You're a sweet sensation
(TIRES SCREECHING)
♪ You're my invitation to
♪ Happiness
♪ Give me your love forever
♪ Happiness
♪ Say you'll leave me never more
♪ Got to give me some more more more
♪ I need some more
♪ And more
♪ And over and over
♪ And over again
♪ Keep that goodness
♪ Coming
♪ Keep it coming
♪ Come on
♪ Keep it coming
♪ Keep it, keep it, keep it coming
(TELEPHONE RINGING)
♪ You're an inspiration
MAN: I gave it to him! I gave it to him!
Come on, Sonny! Jesus!
MAN: No, Sonny! Please.
MAN: He's got the money.
SONNY BLACK: All right, all right.
♪ Oh, yeah
♪ Coming
♪ Happiness yeah ♪
(GUN FIRING)
(CASINGS CLINKING)
(GUN FIRES)
LEFTY: Fuck.
♪ What happened to the girl I used to know
♪ You let your mind out somewhere down the road
♪ Don't bring me down
♪ No, no, no, no, no
♪ Ooh, ooh
♪ I'll tell you once more
♪ Before I get off the floor
♪ Don't bring me down
SONNY RED: Hey, Sonny.
♪ You got me shaking Sonny, come here. Bobby.
♪ Got me running away
♪ You got me crawling up to you every day
SONNY RED: Good seeing you.
Bobby, give, uh, Sonny a good table,
and a bottle of your best, on me.
♪ Ooh, ooh
Why don't you get him a tailor while you're at it?
(ALL LAUGHING)
♪ Don't bring me down
(ALL CONTINUE LAUGHING) ♪ Don't bring me down, grus
♪ Don't bring me down ♪
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
(RADIO PLAYING)
(CUTLERY CLINKING)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
What do you say, Curley?
CURLEY: Hey, how's it goin'?
This is Dean Blanford, he's, uh, from Washington.
Joe. Donnie.
Call me Donnie. I don't want to get confused.
I know what you mean, pal. Sometimes you get so busy,
even I forget my own name.
Oh, yeah, is that right? Mmm.
Is it hard to cash checks?
Dean's up from Washington.
Yeah, you said that part already.
(EXHALES) What's next?
You know, now that the, uh, operation is beginning to bear fruit, uh,
headquarters decided to transfer me
up to, uh, Sin City here.
What for? You want to keep an eye on me or something?
No.
To make sure you receive the proper support.
Oh, the proper support.
And to make sure, in all the hubbub,
there are no missed opportunities.
Missed opportunities? Like, uh, like what?
Well, we have an agent down in Miami,
goes by the name of Richie Gazzo.
Miami?
His operation is potentially very sweet.
Problem is, it's starting to languish right now
and it needs jump-starting.
Now the Bureau would like you to go down there
and see if you could interest some of your mob friends.
Now if you vouch for Richie Gazzo...
I ain't gonna vouch for nobody I don't know.
Gee, I was hoping that we'd get off on the right foot here.
Look, what's the big deal?
You just go down and vouch for the guy.
Sit in the sun for a week.
If I vouch for the guy, I could wind up dead.
So could he.
You know, you're not the only one out there risking your life, bud.
You know, uh...
I'll let you know.
I'll get back to you.
He'll let us know?
(SPEAKING IN JAPANESE)
Good evening. How many?
Five.
NICKY: My wife says it's very in, Japanese.
She read about it in Parade magazine.
Very, very big now.
(MR. MOTO CHATTERS)
MR. MOTO: Have seat. Take off shoes. Please.
What kind of food is this?
It's fish. Fish?
Please, take off shoes.
What, are you kidding me?
Take off your pants. What's that?
I'm afraid it's necessary.
It's Japanese tradition.
DONNIE: Is that right?
Well, forget about it, I ain't doing it.
I'm afraid it's necessary.
DONNIE: Forget it, I ain't taking my fucking shoes off.
Hey, Donnie. DONNIE: What?
When in Rome...
Nicky, who won the fucking war, huh?
War? What war?
SONNY BLACK: We did. Do you want to fight it again?
Take off your shoes.
I ain't gonna do it.
Donnie. What?
Take your shoes off.
I ain't takin' my shoes off.
I want to eat sometime tonight.
Now take off your shoes, or I'm gonna chop off your fuckin' feet.
Sonny, what do you want me to do?
You want me to take orders from a fucking Jap?
DONNIE: Listen, I had to grow up in an orphanage
because my old man was killed down there in Okinawa. All right?
You think I'm gonna take my shoes off for this fucking prick?
No, I ain't doing it.
I'm afraid it's necessary.
Listen, uh,
my friend's not gonna take off his shoes there, Mr. Moto.
I'm afraid it's necessary.
SONNY BLACK: Neither are the rest of us. Okay?
So why don't you just give us a table before I smack you.
You must take off your shoes.
(PEOPLE MURMURING)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(MR. MOTO GROANS)
SONNY BLACK: You like shoes, you fuck?
NICKY: Get him down!
You like shoes?
(MR. MOTO MOANS)
PAULIE: Let me get in there.
Fuck!
PAULIE: Slant-eyed motherfucker!
(MR. MOTO GROANING)
(MR. MOTO SCREAMING)
Come on. Come on. Let's go.
PAULIE: Son of a bitch!
NICKY: Watch him, watch him, Donnie!
PAULIE: Stupid fuck!
NICKY: Kick the shit out of him, Donnie! Kick him! Kick him!
Use those fucking boots!
NICKY: Don't you move, you fuck.
Don't you fucking move.
(TAPE HUMMING)
SONNY BLACK: You like shoes, you fuck?
(THUDDING)
PAULIE: Fuck!
Slant-eyed motherfucker!
(MR. MOTO GROANING)
(MR. MOTO SCREAMING)
DONNIE: Come on. Come on. Let's go.
PAULIE: Son of a bitch!
NICKY: Watch him, watch him, Donnie!
PAULIE: Stupid fuck!
NICKY: Kick the shit out of him, Donnie! Kick him! Kick him!
(DOOR SLAMS)
...not sharing the cigars.
Up the block, they sell 'em for $50 a box.
We could sell 'em for $25.
You give two or three of those to a broad,
forget about it, she'll do anything you want.
Give three Quaaludes to Brenda.
Maybe she'd cook.
I doubt it.
MAN: I got a guy
that's in the middle of this load of Sergio Valentes.
BULLFROG: A dime on the vig.
SONNY BLACK: So, what do you got on the street?
BULLFROG: $100,000.
That should be $250,000 by the end of the year.
(LEFTY CONTINUES HAMMERING)
Sonny, I can get these real cheap
and I got a guy who can move them. I figure...
Will you fucking stop that?
How else am I supposed to open this?
Open sesame!
LEFTY: A score's a score.
Boss, look what I got here. It's 100 pairs.
This Sonny Red's got $1 million a month
with his trucks in Jersey.
SONNY BLACK: What do I get?
Steak knives and parking meters.
We ought to hijack an oil tanker.
There's a lot of money in oil.
You know something?
There's a guy I know down in Florida.
He says it's fucking wide open down there.
SONNY BLACK: Yeah?
Yeah, where in Florida?
Florida. The beach.
NICKY: The whole economy's moving down there.
They call it the Sun Belt.
PAULIE: The economy's got to be good for us to make any real money.
What's the matter? You don't think they got their own wise guys in Florida?
Florida and Arizona because of the energy crisis.
I heard a whole conversation on the Long John Neville Show.
(LEFTY HAMMERS)
The problem up here, you got 3,000 wise guys
all chasing the same fucking nickel.
SONNY BLACK: You're from down there, Florida, huh, Donnie?
(LEFTY HAMMERS)
NICKY: Lot of parking meters down in Florida.
(MEN LAUGHING)
SONNY BLACK: You guys think this is funny, huh?
I'm the skipper now. I gotta answer!
$50,000 a month, I kick up to Rusty.
Every month!
And one day, I'm gonna die.
I'm gonna be here in this same fucking room
with all these same fucking guys,
talking about the same fucking scams
that never amount to nothing!
(TABLE CLATTERING)
Now that's how I'll know that I've been sent to fuckin' hell.
Joe, give these humps another drink.
It's all they're good for.
(DOOR BANGS)
I tell you right now,
we better start earning or somebody's gonna get clipped.
(CARS HONKING)
Why did you inject that, Donnie, with Florida?
What are you talking about?
I didn't inject nothing.
You injected that, Donnie. Don't tell me no.
I know you.
You don't say nothing unless there's a reason for it.
I was making conversation with the guy.
Well, Mr. Smart Conversation,
you tell me what happens
if Sonny Black decides he wants to go to Florida?
DONNIE: Oh, my God. Who said he's going to go to Florida?
Donnie, don't...
Don't think you can pull the wool over my eyes.
Donnie, I see you siding up to Sonny Black.
With my eyes, I'm looking at you.
You're doing it. Come on.
I, well, uh...
I ain't siding up to Sonny Black.
He goes to Florida, you're responsible.
And I'm responsible because I represent you.
Left, come on. I was just bullshitting around.
You think you can trust Sonny Black.
You can't trust Sonny Black.
Sonny Black is one big, fat, fucking snake in the...
DONNIE: Grass. Snake in the grass.
You can't say that now.
Sonny Black is a skipper.
You don't open your fucking mouth about him.
Lefty, this fucking guy Richie calls me up. He says,
"I'm getting hassled by a couple of half-assed wise guys."
So, he's looking for a partner,
you know, to give him a little peace of mind. He's got this nightclub
to run down there. A nightclub?
Yeah, got a singles bar. It's near the beach.
I got two grenades in my house.
I'd blow up all Mulberry Street
before I'd give you up. You understand?
I don't know what I would do if you did something wrong.
(TYPEWRITER CLACKING)
(CHILDREN LAUGHING)
Whoa!
(YELLING)
(ALL CHATTERING)
Come on!
(CROWD CHEERING)
Come on, 4! Come on! Come on, 4!
(CHEERING)
(PEOPLE CHEERING)
(GRUNTS)
Shit. That was in.
Bullshit. Knocked me so far...
(ALL ARGUING)
Don't push me!
PAULIE: I'll break your fuckin' head.
NICKY: Oh, shit! He lives!
What the fuck are you...
(ALL LAUGHING)
Fuck!
Jesus Christ.
Half hour.
Where is this guy?
I don't know, Left.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Is that him?
Yeah, that's him.
(MUSIC BLARING)
(BRAKES SCREECH)
(MUSIC STOPS) Hey.
Don, huh, you brought the cavalry. Huh?
Richie Gazzo.
How you doing?
Oops, I'm late, I'm late, I'm late!
So, I guess you guys got a chance
to work on your suntans out here. Huh?
(CLINKING)
Kings Court. Huh? Where every man is a king.
Now, wait until you get a load of the banquet room. You're gonna plotz.
Donnie. Huh?
Ask him why this place is such a fucking dump.
Donnie.
He wants to know, uh, why it's such a dump, Richie.
I had to shut the doors.
The way these bums had their hands in my pockets.
You know, $200 for this, $300 for that.
Hey, I got a wife who does that, you know what I mean, huh?
Ask him to leave, Donnie.
Richie, uh, step outside,
take a look at the car. All right?
RICHIE: Sure. Yeah. Great.
What kind of a man has a Malvole?
He won't provide for his own wife.
DONNIE: I'm telling you, Left, this guy's all right.
You vouch for him?
I'm saying, uh...
When I knew him before, he was all right...
You vouch for the guy?
Look, I'm just making an introduction, Left.
You got to make the decision about the joint.
This would be something, you know...
(FLY BUZZING)
...if we had my own lounge down here, me and you.
You know?
What about Sonny?
Imagine Sonny Black operating down here.
The way he is?
Come on. Sonny Black belongs in Brooklyn.
Well, I guess if, uh, everything worked out,
we could send a few fazools up there, no?
(MUTTERS)
30 years I'm busting my hump.
What do I got?
Even a dog gets a warm piece of the sidewalk.
I ought to show something for what I did.
You know what I mean?
Definitely.
LEFTY: This ain't New York down here.
New York with the politics,
all the old beefs and the grudges.
(FINGER TAPS) Down here,
a guy like me could sit down with the boss.
You know what I'm saying?
Get out from under, be a free agent again.
I'm telling you, Donnie, nothing but nothing but right.
(MAN SHOUTING)
(BABY CRIES)
(BABY CONTINUES CRYING)
DONNIE: Lefty, uh, wants to ask Santo Trafficante
for permission to operate down here.
You got to give me a boat.
We can't afford that kind of money.
What kind of a boat?
I don't know. Like a 70-footer.
I want to take him out for the day.
Well, you're talking $6,000 a day here, Joe.
Santo Trafficante is the boss of Florida.
He sits on the fucking Commission. Did you know?
Yeah, I knew that. MAN: A 70-foot boat?
It's up to 80, actually. We just picked up Lefty on a wiretap
talking to one of Trafficante's guys.
A few things to go over here, you know, to make a loan-sharking indictment.
(PHONE RINGING) Hey, this is important!
90, actually.
All right, I did what you asked.
I came here and vouched for this fucking guy.
So what, I'm gonna take Santo Trafficante out in a rubber ducky or what?
We're gonna have to wash your mouth out, bud.
Does Sally Paintglass report to Nicky or Nicky Cigars?
Nicky Glasses.
Nicky Glasses?
Nicky Glasses.
Look, as I was saying here, we've got to fold Sonny into the RICO...
Hey, I need a boat for this fucking sit-down!
I'm a Mormon, mister. Now clean it up.
Joe, I think you got a malfunction on your tape recorder.
I'm not getting anything here.
(DOOR SHUTS)
(PHONE RINGING)
I'm worried. He's getting strung-out.
(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)
We're getting what we want.
Fuck him.
NICKY: There it is.
Just moving behind, nice and slow.
Nice and slow.
Why don't you count it, my friend? Go ahead.
It's all there. No bullshit.
We're bueno?
Pleasure doing business with you caballeros.
♪ Oh, Columbia, the gem of the ocean
♪ The home of the brave and the free ♪
(CAR DOOR SHUTS)
(ENGINE STARTS)
Fuck.
Fuck!
(GRUNTS)
(PHONE RINGING)
(SIGHS)
(GROANS)
(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)
(RADIO CHATTERING)
Mommy, I need some help.
Hello?
DONNIE: Hey.
Hey. It's too tight.
Here, sweetie.
I'm in Florida.
What are you doing in Florida?
DONNIE: Oh, I don't know. I'm hunting for turtles.
What do you think I'm doing in Florida?
Honey, I'm working.
MAGGIE: It's 12 degrees here.
Excuse me, you're wearing this coat!
Young lady, you are wearing this coat.
Bitch.
What did you call me?
Hey, is everything all right? What did you...
What if I said no, Joe? Would it make any difference?
I guess not.
"I guess not." So don't ask me. Come on, stand up.
"John Wayne dead. Nation mourns."
How can John Wayne die?
The fucking Indians got him.
SONNY BLACK: "Old-fashioned family man. Ruled with an iron hand."
Look at that.
(WOMEN CHATTERING)
Maggie, let me talk to Kerry.
I want to talk about the Communion.
She's, well... Oh, my God, Joe. She doesn't want to do it.
What do you mean, she doesn't want to do it? She ain't got no choice.
MAGGIE: You are wearing this coat!
Put her on the phone, Maggie.
I don't know when I'm gonna have another chance to call.
Does she know not to bite the wafer?
I don't know. She's acting out or something. Thank you.
All right, look, I'll be back next week.
Maggie, I promise I'll get back for her Communion.
Yours doesn't look any better.
Don't start it with your sister. Joe, I got to go.
What?
I love you. Oh, shit.
Who's that on the phone? Richie?
No. What did Sonny say?
You told Sonny about the club?
No, I thought you did.
No, just shut up about it. Call Richie.
All right.
(COIN CLINKING)
(TELEPHONE DIALING)
(WOMAN CHATTERING)
Big guy like, uh, Santo Trafficante,
I mean, he's been around since the Mustache Petes.
You gotta respect the man.
Donnie, you get that boat yet?
No, I'm working on it.
Donnie, Don, don't tell me no. You got to get that boat.
I reached out already. His man says to me, "Lefty, he loves boats."
I told him a 100-foot boat. I'm on the fucking clothesline now.
All right, I told you, I'm working on it.
Don't disappoint me again, Donnie, please.
Disappoint you again? Since when did I disappoint you?
LEFTY: Forget about it. What's this?
Look at that. Same thing we call each other.
Yeah, yeah, right, friend of mine, friend of ours. Yeah, Good.
But there's the double meaning. You get it?
You know what I mean? Yeah.
A boss appreciates a thing like that.
Mmm-hmm, yeah.
The irony of it.
Yeah, irony.
All right, forget about it. You put a beaner inside here
then he knows these are men of men.
You see, Donnie, if I work out the strategy right,
now, you gotta hold up your end now.
You know what I'm saying? Yeah, I know.
LEFTY: You gotta hold up your end now.
You know what I'm saying? How much is this?
Donnie, you got something on you?
What are you doing there?
How about here's $5?
Yeah.
You're doing an amazing job, you know.
DONNIE: What?
I mean, we all think so.
Yeah. Absolutely.
(BOTTLE OPENING)
For crying out loud. Fuck.
FBI TECHNICIAN 1: Hey, can I ask you something?
What?
What's "forget about it"? What is that?
"Forget about it" is like, uh,
if you agree with someone, you know.
Like, "Raquel Welch is one great piece of ass."
"Forget about it."
But then, if you disagree, like,
"A Lincoln is better than a Cadillac?"
"Forget about it." You know.
But then, it's also like if something is the greatest thing in the world.
Like "Minghia, those peppers! Forget about it!" You know?
(CHUCKLES)
It's also like saying, "Go to hell," too.
Like, you know, like, uh, "Hey, Paulie, you got a one-inch pecker."
And Paulie says, "Forget about it."
Forget about it. "Paulie, forget about it."
(LAUGHING)
Sometimes it just means, uh, forget about it.
All right. Thank you very much. I got it.
DONNIE: Let me tell you something.
I don't get this boat for Lefty...
Forget about it?
Fuckin' forget about it.
Say, you know that sting operation?
What do you call it? Where the, uh...
Where the agents dress up like Arabs
and try to bribe congressmen?
Yeah.
DONNIE: Mmm-hmm?
They got a boat down here.
What?
Abscam. That's right.
It's Abscam.
Hey, Richie, what, are you trying to get me killed with that fucking suit?
What? Fucking car.
That purple, fucking car.
Don't say the word "plotz." You understand?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
LEFTY: Get in the back.
(ALL CHATTERING)
Oh. Wait a minute. I'll be there.
(MUTTERING)
Mr. Trafficante, this is Lefty, a friend of ours.
I don't know what to say. I...
To me, this is like a great moment in my life. I...
It's like meeting, uh, Mickey Mantle.
That's the boat I arranged for you, Mr. Trafficante.
It's got, uh, everything.
Got a full bar, any kind of music you want.
You want to make a telephone, it's got telephones.
Any questions, you ask me.
Yeah, where's Sonny Black?
(CAR HONKING)
Sonny Black? Yeah.
Uh...
Everybody, out. Come on, come on, baby.
(SQUEALING) Oh, it's beautiful!
What did I tell you?
(WOMEN EXCLAIMING)
You brought the family.
Hey, Paul, what do you know?
NICKY: Nice boat.
DONNIE: What do you say, Paulie?
NICKY: Where's Gilligan?
(ALL CHATTERING)
Now, that's what I call a boat.
Yeah, I would be... Yeah.
Here.
(ALL LAUGHING)
(BIRDS CAWING)
(BOAT HORN BLOWING)
(LOVE MACHINE PLAYING)
♪ And I won't work for nobody but you
♪ I'm just a love machine
♪ Yeah, baby
♪ A huggin', kissin' fiend
♪ Na na na na na na na na na
(WOMEN EXCLAIMING)
♪ Woo woo woo
♪ Na na na na na ♪
(ALL CHATTERING)
Sure, you can operate here.
You got to show a little respect. Huh?
(HEART OF GLASS PLAYING)
♪ Once I had a love and it was a gas
MAN: Hey! Over here. Over here.
♪ Soon turned out had a heart of glass
♪ Seemed like the real thing
♪ Only to find
♪ Much of mistrust Love's gone behind ♪
I don't even want to look at you.
You got to... You know where the bow... What the bow is?
What did I do now?
You stabbed the wrong fucking guy in the back, my friend.
What are you talking about?
You think I said something to Sonny?
Go to the bow. I'm gonna stay in the stern.
Go to the bow. Stay there.
I'm so disgusted with you, you know that?
Yeah, you just said it.
Yeah, just so you know.
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
Hey.
How you doing?
That Trafficante is something else. Boy, I'll tell you.
Is that right? Is he a good old guy?
Oh, forget about it.
That motherfucker had this all to himself for 50 fucking years
and it's still a cow town.
This could be like Vegas down here.
Forget about Sonny Red and his trucks in Jersey.
This is all I want. Florida.
Tell you something.
Sonny Red is freezing his nuts off right now.
(LAUGHING)
That's for sure.
All I need is the start-up money from Rusty,
and then we all get rich.
So what do you think? We gonna head back to New York pretty soon or what?
Not you. I want you to represent me down here, Donnie.
I want you to be my man in Florida.
Get that club going. You know, Kings Court.
(LAUGHING)
You didn't think I knew about that, did you?
I think I'm gonna send the lion down here with you.
Keep that big pussy in the parking lot.
Yeah.
You know, Sonny, I really appreciate, uh, the offer and everything
but I got a lot of things going on in New York.
And, uh, I'd like to keep them...
You know, Lefty's a dynamite guy. There's no doubt about it.
You know, he looked after me when I was in the can.
And that's something that I don't forget,
something that I will never ever forget.
Oh, yeah. He's a stand-up guy.
I mean, he really cares about you, too.
Yeah, yeah, I know he does.
But the problem is that, you know, you think that he's helping you,
but he's hurting you.
He gets those two or three wines in him...
You know, Donnie. You know what I'm saying.
Yeah.
Sonny,
I don't wanna be stepping on nobody's toes.
I mean, if it wasn't for Left, I...
That's it, that's it. Look.
(CLEARS THROAT)
You belong to me now.
That's it.
(SIGHING)
Mr. Trafficante's leaving.
(WOMAN GIGGLES)
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
MAN: You believe that?
Ulcers, Christ, they're killing me.
Come here.
Santo, this is, uh, Donnie. He's a friend of ours.
TRAFFICANTE: Hi, Donnie. Nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you, too.
This is Donnie.
Hi, how you doing?
(MEN CHATTERING)
(INAUDIBLE)
MAN: So, listen, give my best to Joe, will you?
MAGGIE: Yeah, I will. Snowed in.
Snowed in. Can you believe him?
Yeah, right. His daughter's First Communion,
and he gets stuck at an airport.
MAGGIE: Yeah, that's for his own protection.
I'll see you later. Okay?
I hate flying.
MAGGIE: I know you do. Be safe.
Oh, sweetheart.
Honey.
(EXHALES)
Your father is so proud of you.
I'm going upstairs.
(FOOTSTEPS PATTERING)
Goddamn it, Joe.
(DIALING)
OPERATOR: The number you have dialed has been changed.
The new number is unpublished at the subscriber's request.
(RINGING)
The number you have dialed has been changed.
The new number is unpublished at the subscriber's...
(WOMAN ON PA CHATTERING)
Hey, Left, get us checked in over there, will you?
Hey, Donnie. Yeah.
Stick around. I'm gonna get a paper.
All right.
(GRUNTS)
Jesus, Joe. That's Hollman, US Attorney, coming at us.
The guy on the right.
Christ, Joe, what are we going to do?
All right, why don't you just shut the fuck up? And I'll take care of it.
Hey, anything goes wrong down there,
you have their people call your people in New York, you understand?
I don't want to come down here and iron anything out.
Hey, Joe.
You got your plane tickets? Uh, Sonny.
HOLLMAN: Joe Pistone. Joe Pistone?
Remember me? Southern District...
What kind of fucking shit...
(PEOPLE EXCLAIMING)
Hey, what are you doing?
Grabbed my cock.
DONNIE: What the fuck!
Shut up. He's working. Keep your mouth shut.
Fucking degenerate bastard.
What a sick fuck. Grabbed my cock.
Listen, I want that club up and running.
I don't care how long it takes.
Here comes a fucking cop.
Get the hell out of here.
You're gonna have a safe trip.
You have the tickets and everything?
DONNIE: Now, listen to me.
Get on the phone.
Get me on the next flight back. Understand?
Yeah.
Don't call me Joe again.
I'll cut your fucking throat, you understand? You piece of shit.
(CREAKING)
Daddy?
Hi, baby.
Who made you?
God made me.
Why did God make you?
God made me to show his goodness
to make me happy with him in heaven.
Where is God?
God is everywhere.
Sweet dreams, angel.
MAGGIE: Joe?
(SHOE THUDS)
Yeah.
(EXHALES)
I want a divorce.
You know, he comes home at all hours of the night
without announcing when, why, or where,
he's been for the last three months.
And you know what he does?
He rearranges the cabinets.
He remakes the bed.
He vacuums the entire house.
Do you know another man that vacuums, huh?
It's abnormal, okay.
It's abnormal behavior.
Oh, well, you know,
changing the phone number and not telling your husband is pretty normal.
All right, I don't exist, you don't exist.
Okay, so now I know how it feels.
No, now I know how you feel.
I'll tell you something, Joe. It felt good.
Now I do know how it feels to be so in control.
Now I know how it feels to be strong.
You love control, don't you?
Oh, my God.
Please, Joe, just listen.
Otherwise you just play out the old pathology.
Maggie, you were saying Joe leaves.
Yes, he leaves.
He leaves me with the house
and the kids and the bills, but not a husband.
I want my husband.
Joe?
What do you think you're running from?
(PHONE RINGING)
I ain't running from nothing.
(MIMICKING) "I ain't running from nothing."
You hear yourself?
The man I married was a college man.
BERGER: Being the distancer
forces Maggie into the role of the pursuer.
This gives you a feeling of power.
Simultaneously, you resent Maggie
for fulfilling her intimacy needs...
I'm an undercover agent for the FBI, uh, Doctor.
You and your mafia faggots can go screw each other.
I'm not gonna do it anymore.
Oh, boy, I really hope that you can help her out
because obviously she's very sick. And you can see that.
MAGGIE: Oh, obviously, obviously I'm the sick one.
Okay.
You.
Now, Monday, Wednesday, and Friday
are Joe's intimacy days.
Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday are Maggie's.
Now, on your day, you make an intimacy request.
"Rub my back," or, um,
"I have a problem with the kids.
"Could you help me out?"
Oh, you know what, you sit around in your safe little fucking house
with your safe little fucking station wagon,
and your safe little friends.
You dream up the next $100 head fuck.
"Will you rub my back?"
You're an animal, do you know that?
Just get in the fucking car.
You're an animal. Do you know that, huh?
You know what my intimacy request is for that guy?
It's very intimate.
He can take the bill he's gonna send me and shove it up his ass.
You wanna know why we went to him?
I was hoping he could come up
with one good reason for me not to leave you
because I don't have one anymore.
What? You gonna leave me?
You gonna leave me, Maggie?
You don't leave me.
(PHONE RINGING)
ANNETTE: Hello.
Hey, Annette.
Oh, Donnie. Oh.
What's the matter?
Donnie, where are you?
Uh...
(CHILDREN CHATTERING)
I'm in New York. I had to come back. Why?
Donnie, it's Tommy.
Why, what's going on? What happened?
MAGGIE: Can you give your sister some vegetables, honey?
Thank you.
Not with your fingers, sweetie.
What else do you need?
(CHILDREN GIGGLING)
We did fractions with Miss Greenberg today in class, you know?
Did you? Fractions?
Oh, I got my test back and I got, um, a 95.
Oh, of course you did.
(CARDIOGRAPH BEEPING)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
What's going on?
Donnie, what are you doing here?
You belong in Florida.
I checked in with Annette and she said something...
You called her from Florida?
No, I was up here. I had a few things to care of.
No, you got to go back. You got to go back, come on.
What happened to him? Is he gonna be all right?
Do I know?
They got 12 fucking diplomas on the wall,
and they can't tell you a fucking thing.
Forget about it. Tommy gets out of this fucking Bellevue,
he's going right back to fucking up.
What did he do? Did he overdose?
That ain't the question.
A plastic pipe in his mouth.
About five million tubes.
They have a machine breathing for him.
Well, where's the fucking doctor?
You want me to go talk to this guy for you?
Talk to the doctor? You gonna break his legs?
I'm saying, you want me to do something? I'm here, you know.
Yeah, I want you to go back down to Florida.
You belong to Sonny now, Donnie. Believe me.
Left, I came here to be with you.
I wanna help you out. You're my man. I'm here for you.
I don't want you here, Donnie.
You and Tommy is both peas in a fucking pod.
You don't listen.
You just got your own ideas.
You do what you want to do up on your high horses. Everything's a joke.
(SIGHING)
You go to LaGuardia and you get back.
Get back to Florida. Get on a plane.
I ain't going. Forget about it.
Go on!
Hey, look, I'm gonna stay here with you.
You want to kick the shit out of me?
I'm gonna be right here. All right?
28 years.
You can read it on his birth certificate.
Bellevue Hospital. Now he's back, in there.
And I'm out here, worried to my fucking death.
He's asleep in there, same as 28 years ago,
with the same expression.
He's made no progress.
He ain't got no fucking respect.
He's my son.
His heart stopped like a watch.
That's what the doctor said.
Just like a watch.
They had to wind it back up.
Who knows? Maybe next time
they can't.
(LEFTY SOBS)
(LEFTY CRYING)
Hey.
He's gonna be all right. He'll be all right.
(WHISPERS) He'll be all right.
I love you, Donnie.
(DISCO INFERNO PLAYING)
MAN: Hey, all right!
MAN: How you doing, Nicky?
MAN: Hey, Sonny!
NICKY: Look at this place. It's unbelievable.
SONNY BLACK: Beautiful.
NICKY: I feel lucky tonight.
MAN: Look at it. Huh? Opening night.
MAN: This place is a goddamn palace, for Christ's sake.
♪ People getting loose now
♪ Getting down on the roof
(MAN WHISTLING)
(BALL RATTLING)
WOMAN: Terrific, Sonny. I love it.
MAN: Sonny, it's a fucking palace!
NICKY: How you doing?
NICKY: How you doing? Having fun?
♪ The boogie started to explode
♪ I heard somebody say
MAN: Let's try another one. Again.
♪ Burn baby burn
♪ Burn that mother down
♪ Burn baby burn
♪ Disco inferno
♪ Satisfaction
♪ Came in a chain reaction ♪
I like it.
I like it bigtime.
(MAN CHATTERING)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
WAITER 1: I need a steak, medium rare.
WAITER 2: Couple bowls of chili, extra hot.
Okay, Donnie, this is the take.
Put this bag someplace safe.
All right.
WAITER: Chicken taco.
(LION GRUNTING)
(GROWLS)
(GUN COCKING)
POLICE OFFICER 1: Just turn real slow.
Is there a problem, Officer?
What's your name, boy?
Donnie Brasco. What's yours?
What are all you New York guineas doing down here?
Your missus invited us.
Oh.
(DONNIE EXCLAIMS)
(POLICE SIREN WAILING)
Gentlemen, we're running a charity event here.
We have a permit.
You got a permit for the lion?
(PEOPLE SCREAMING)
(WOMAN SCREAMING)
OFFICER: Break it up! Break it up!
(GLASS SMASHING)
(POLICE RADIO CHATTERING)
You fucking pigs!
(PEOPLE SCREAMING)
(SHOUTING)
I guess you didn't ever think of paying these guys off, did you?
Where the hell am I gonna get the money to go bribing cops?
Nobody authorized that.
(GRUNTING)
(GLASS SHATTERS)
(PHONE RINGING)
(TOILET FLUSHING)
(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)
You know how fucking embarrassed I am?
The old man's people down here.
A year now, I got to be in my house with the shades drawn.
(TYPEWRITER CLACKING)
Where's that bag?
They got it. They got everything.
That's Rusty's money.
Sonny, I'm sorry...
Shut up.
You shut up. Sit down.
Shut the fuck up.
Like this, I got to go back to New York.
Make this right with Rusty.
Face that cocksucker Sonny Red.
You know, I got to say something.
Usually the cops are so fucking dumb,
it takes them three months
just to get wind something's going on.
Then they got to go get a warrant.
They got to go through the, uh, them pictures. What are they?
Surveillance.
LEFTY: They go to surveillance.
Three months taking pictures.
All this time, how do these cops know so much?
We just opened the fucking doors.
What are you saying?
There's got to be a snitch here.
All right.
So there's a snitch.
We find him. We cut his prick off.
Leave it in his mouth.
Leave him on the street.
Okay?
SONNY RED: Did you bust it up good?
Yeah, we busted it up.
He's out of business. You understand?
Yeah, I'm listening.
That punk is finished down here. That's it.
(SNICKERS)
That's great. I can't believe it.
All right, look, I'll talk to you later.
Okay.
Give me some of that cheese with that salami, will you please?
He busted up the club. Good.
Take this taste out of my mouth.
There you go.
Now he has to answer for what happened.
You gonna send for him?
He sits down with us,
bing-bada-boom, it's done.
The whole fucking crew. All of them.
MAN: I'll dust off the guns.
SONNY BLACK: Napkins and tablecloths, $500 scoot.
MAN: $500 scoot?
Down in Florida, it's $500 an hour.
SONNY BLACK: You like it down there so much,
why don't you go buy some oranges?
What do you got there, Bullfrog?
Dime on the vig.
I'm doing the best I can, Sonny.
What do you got, Nicky?
I got a guy, uh, boosted 30 tickets to Chaka Khan at the Garden.
What about Florida?
I thought we weren't supposed to talk about Florida.
(PHONE RINGING)
So you never got nothing going on?
No, no, no. Nothing ever panned out for me, Sonny.
I couldn't catch a break.
SONNY BLACK: You never got nothing going on?
NICKY: What did I just say?
Sonny.
(INAUDIBLE)
MAN 1: Paulie, I got a truckload of razor blades.
PAULIE: What the fuck am I gonna do with razor blades?
MAN 1: Hey, you know how many razor blades fit in a truck?
MAN 2: I got a guy on the inside, works in a warehouse.
Has the art collection of the Shah of Iran.
SONNY BLACK: A sit-down where?
Yeah.
That was Sonny Red's guy.
Wants to have a sit-down in Little Italy.
I got sent for.
Donnie, come on.
SONNY BLACK: Paulie, we'll take your car.
That cocksucker Sonny Red, gonna rub my nose in Florida
because of a fucking rat!
NICKY: Forget about it.
Hey, Donnie, you ride up front.
You know what to do when you find that rat, right, Left?
Could be I found him already.
(ENGINE REVVING)
NICKY: So where we headed, Sonny? Little Italy?
SONNY BLACK: Our guy says they got a little stop to make first.
You know what I mean?
Let's go.
Where are you going? Wait in the car.
(WHAT GOES UP PLAYING)
♪ What goes up must come down
♪ What must rise must fall
♪ And what goes on in your life ♪
SONNY RED: All right. Come on, come on.
We still got to get downtown.
How long is this gonna take?
I got them in the drain in the laundry room.
The .22s?
Ah, Bruno said you want the 9mm.
Meanwhile, where the fuck is he?
Yeah. SONNY RED: In bed with some broad
with more hair on her lip than he's got on his head.
Well, he's your kid.
Don't remind me. Come on.
You think that's funny, huh? I don't think that's so funny.
BIG TRIN: All right.
BIG TRIN: You don't wanna listen.
SONNY RED: I don't think that's funny.
A son should respect his father, capisce?
Answer me. You think that's funny?
(SWITCH RATTLING)
Ah, shit, the bulb is out. Watch your step, guys.
SONNY RED: Big fucking surprise from a fucking spider.
MAN: Yeah, nothing like the surprise Sonny Black is gonna get.
You can say that again.
SONNY RED: Put one right here.
He'll never know what hit him.
BIG TRIN: Goddamn right.
MAN: He's never gonna know what hit him.
I'll blow his brains right there.
Jesus! No!
(SCREAMS)
(SONNY RED SCREAMING)
(MAN GASPING)
(EXCLAIMING)
(YELLS)
Bruno!
(GASPING)
(GUN FIRES)
SONNY RED: Bruno!
(BIG TRIN GASPING)
(SONY RED SCREAMING)
PAULIE: Okay, come on, come on! Get him off!
NICKY: Sonny!
SONNY BLACK: Get him off of me!
NICKY: Take my arm. Take my hand.
PAULIE: Jesus Christ.
Paulie, go get Donnie.
(PANTING)
What's going on?
(CONTINUES PANTING)
Is everything all right?
What?
Is everything all right?
Get out.
(CAR DOORS SHUT)
Get down there.
The meek want to inherit the earth,
they're gonna have to get in fucking line.
LEFTY: Look what I found.
Them or us.
SONNY BLACK: Nicky, you got Big Trin.
NICKY: Trin? I'll get a hernia.
SONNY BLACK: Shut up, shut the fuck up.
Donnie's gonna help you.
NICKY: Come on, Donnie.
Help me fillet this fat fuck.
(GUN FIRES)
(CASING CLINKS)
(GUN FIRES)
(CASING CLINKS)
SONNY BLACK: All right, all right. Come on.
We got work to do.
(SAWING)
There was a rat in Florida, Donnie.
Nicky wasn't a rat.
You don't mention his name, all right?
That's what we said.
We don't mention his name.
Yeah. Tell yourself whatever you have to, Left.
I'm not telling myself.
You was down there. You have eyes.
20 years you know a guy.
You fuck him, whack him out, just like that? Over a lounge?
That's beautiful.
The man held out.
He held out on a coke deal.
What does one thing got to do with the other?
He could have got whacked out just for that, for your information.
There wasn't a rat in Florida.
LEFTY: There was a rat.
There was not a rat in Florida.
Richie fucked up paying off the cops.
What do you mean Richie fucked up?
That's why the club got busted.
Richie didn't pay off the fucking cops.
Nicky didn't have anything to do with it.
You don't mention his name.
That's the rules.
Oh, fuck the rules.
Hey, that's the rules, Donnie.
Say his name.
Oh, come on.
Say his name. Come on.
Nicky.
Say Nicky.
You can't say his name because you know that I'm fucking right.
Say it! Say it! Say Nicky!
Say his fucking name!
Nicky was a rat because Sonny Black says he was a rat.
Who the fuck am I?
Who am I?
I'm a spoke on a wheel.
And so was he, and so are you.
Quit riding the fucking brake.
MAN: Boss, Boss, Boss.
MAN 1: He looks good, huh? Sonny Black.
(MEN CHATTERING)
MAN 2: Congratulations, Sonny!
MAN 3: Boss!
MAN 1: Sonny. Congratulations, Sonny.
Congratulations.
(DOORBELL RINGING)
Oh, God!
Oh, no, everything's okay, Maggie.
Yeah? If everything's okay, what are you doing here, huh?
Mind if we come inside, Mrs. Pistone?
I'm not sure. That depends.
Standard procedure is that he is to check in with us every day.
Now, maybe he might miss a day or two here and there, but...
It was three weeks ago.
I want you to tell me where my husband is.
I demand right now that you tell me where my husband is!
We can't tell you because we don't know.
Now, if he gets in touch with you,
you have got to try to talk some sense into him.
Mrs. Pistone, please help us here.
You want me to help you out?
Yes.
You want me to help out the FBI
that used my husband and sucked him dry?
(MAGGIE EXHALES)
You don't care whether he's dead or alive, do you?
You want him to follow procedure.
Follow procedure so you can cover your asses.
Mrs. Pistone, there is a war going on
in the mafia family where Joe is undercover.
Now, three leaders of a rival faction have been murdered.
He's right in the line of fire.
Not because he's one of us because he's one of them.
Who he's with and who he's close to,
they're all the top dogs now.
It's just not a problem we anticipated.
We have got to pull him out.
And you have got to talk to him.
He'll listen to you.
You think so?
He was here a week ago.
He snuck into the house after I was asleep
and he didn't even wake me up, didn't even say hello to me.
He came to get his sport coat.
♪ Forgive me
♪ And please say you are mine ♪
Hey, Don, let's take a walk. Come on.
DONNIE: All right.
Hey, Left, what are we doing?
We're gonna walk and talk.
We got too many eyes around here.
Here it is, Donnie.
Sonny Red's kid, Bruno. He's disappeared.
Now, as long as he's on the loose,
ain't none of us safe.
Right?
Yeah.
You got no idea where the guy is?
Well, he's got a nickel-a-day coke habit.
He's gonna turn up somewhere.
Anyway, we got the contract.
Now, this thing gets done right,
when the books open up,
I'm proposing you for membership.
You know what that means?
Yeah.
Yeah? What?
It means I can't fuck it up.
Yeah, you read my mind. Huh?
You read my mind. You can't fuck it up.
Yeah, no, I won't fuck it up.
You're gonna be a made guy, Donnie.
Capisce?
Yeah. All right.
Come on. Let's go back inside!
Hey, Left.
Yeah, what?
Hey, what? I'm freezing here!
Hey, you know that boat you used to have, that Bertram?
Boat? What about it? Yeah, boat.
How much is it? A boat like that?
How much? What do you think?
You could get a sports fisherman for maybe 300, used.
Why are you asking me about boats, Donnie?
I was just wondering. I was curious, you know.
You're curious about boats? Yeah.
It's 10 degrees out here. I'm freezing.
You're asking me about boats, after what we just said?
Hey, you losing your marbles on me or what?
No, I'm all right. I'm all right.
So don't ask questions like that.
That's crazy, okay?
Yeah.
You hit this cocksucker, and you leave him in the street. Come on.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(LOCK RATTLING)
You want to tell me what's going on?
Nothing. Go back to bed.
I'm looking for something, all right? I'll be right in.
That's not gonna work anymore.
Where is it?
There's $300,000 in that bag.
How do you know what's in that bag?
I counted it.
Yeah? Yeah.
You counted it? Yeah.
What do you mean, you counted it?
It's none of your business.
It's none of my business? It's in my house.
Who'd ever believe it wasn't my business, Joe?
I want that fucking bag, Maggie.
FBI men do not walk around with $300,000 in a bag.
Joe, you could go to jail for this.
Shut the fuck up. Nobody's going to jail.
Did you think about your children for a second? Did you stop and think...
You have no idea what you're talking about.
I don't?
The bag belongs to somebody else.
Oh, does it? Who?
Whose bag is it, Joe?
One of my best... Just some fucked-up guy.
A fucked-up guy needs $300,000?
Yeah, right. Where's the goddamn bag?
(GRUNTING)
You're becoming like them, you know that?
(EXCLAIMS)
(PANTING)
Did you ever once ask yourself
how I make it through my days, huh?
I pretend I'm a widow
with medals and scrapbooks and memories.
I pretend you're dead.
That's how my life makes sense to me.
Just go away. Stay away.
(PANTING)
God, why do you hate me when I love you so much?
You think I hate you?
I don't hate you.
This job is eating me alive.
I can't breathe anymore.
And if I come out, this guy Lefty dies.
They're gonna kill him, because he vouched for me,
because he stood up for me.
(EXHALES)
I live with that every day.
That's the same thing as if I put the bullet in his head myself,
you understand?
I spent all these years trying to be the good guy.
You know, the man in the white fucking hat.
For what?
For nothing.
I'm not becoming like them, Maggie.
I am them.
Left? Donnie.
LEFTY: Donnie? Where you been, Donnie?
Yeah, look, uh...
DONNIE: I gotta see you.
LEFTY: You're right, you gotta see me.
We found Sonny Red's kid.
DONNIE: Bruno?
LEFTY: Yeah, he's on a boat on Staten Island.
I'll pick you up.
No, no, we don't have time, Donnie.
You meet me there. DONNIE: Okay.
Bruno's here. He's down the end of the pier.
(DOOR SHUTS)
We'll wait here a minute while he has his drink.
Let him get a little sleepy.
I'm getting a little sleepy myself.
How's his boat?
The boat?
Yeah.
Nice.
Forget about it. One thing I know is boats.
I'd like to pop him, throw him in the water, take the fucking boat.
Remember you said a couple of times,
how, uh, if you had that Bertram again,
you'd drive down to the pier with Annette and just go?
Remember you said that?
North, south, east, west, nobody'd ever find you.
That was before. I don't wanna...
Don't remind me about that now.
Yeah, but I'm just saying...
I don't want to think about that.
Did you mean it?
Mean it?
Who am I? Rockefeller? I'm gonna go buy a boat?
I'm saying, what if, Left?
What if.
What if...
I mean, I got a couple of things going on the side.
A couple of jewel things.
Maybe I could get that kind of money for you.
You're gonna find money for me to get a boat?
Maybe.
Yeah?
Now, that would be real generous of you, Donnie.
What if I could hand you a bagful of money right now?
You know what I'm saying?
You could leave this life.
You said it yourself, Left, if you don't move up,
every day you're looking over your fucking shoulder.
You don't know what's gonna happen.
Donnie, listen to me.
No more bullshit. Get out of this life is what I'm saying, Left.
I'm gonna show you something, Donnie.
What?
And I want you to look at it very carefully.
And then I want you to think very carefully
about what you say to me.
That's a Federal boat, Donnie.
I really don't think that's the same boat...
That's the same boat.
It's got the name on it, The Left Hand.
It's like my name.
That's that Abscam boat.
You think I knew that was a Federal boat?
You think I'm a fucking rat?
How many times I have you into my own house?
Twice a week, twice a week, at least. Why?
Yeah, there it is, "at least."
(SNIFFS)
I cook for you.
Yeah.
If ever I had any money, I'd give you.
I never had any money. But if ever I had $100 in my pocket,
I gave you $50, right?
Yeah, you did.
If you're a rat...
If you're a rat,
then I'm the biggest fucking mutt in the history of the mafia.
Even if this thing is a Federal boat, Left,
they scam all these other people.
They didn't scam us.
You know what I'm saying?
We went. We had a great party. We walked away from it.
How do you know that we walked away from it?
Well, we're sitting here, right?
So they tried to outsmart us, but we outsmarted them.
We beat the agents.
You gotta believe me.
Okay.
Let's go do this work.
Get this over with.
LEFTY: Two in the back of the ear. Like pushing a button.
Bing, bing. That's it.
Yeah.
Don't freeze up.
You gonna freeze up? No.
A lot of guys freeze up.
DONNIE: No, I'll be all right.
Did I say you was a rat?
I can't believe you brought that up.
Come on. Forget about it, Left.
I never said you was a rat.
I'm your best friend.
(GUN COCKING)
Come on. Let's go do this thing.
(TV CHATTERING)
LEFTY: Come on, Donnie. Come on.
Gotta do it, Don.
Come on, Don.
Now!
Come on.
OFFICER: FBI! Freeze!
Shit!
(POLICE SHOUTING)
LEFTY: Don't say nothing, Donnie.
Don't say nothing to them.
Don't tell them nothing, Donnie!
Donnie, don't say nothing!
CURLEY: It's over.
Fuck you, it's not over. I'm not coming out.
There'll be a mouthpiece there in 24 hours!
Hey, Donnie, you're all right!
DONNIE: Shit!
CURLEY: It's over, man!
LEFTY: Don't say nothing to them, Donnie!
CURLEY: It's over, Joe.
(POOL BALLS CLANKING)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
DEAN: You've known this guy as Donnie Brasco.
That's not his real name.
Truth is, he's been an FBI agent all along.
You can contact me here if you want to talk.
Can you believe those fucking guys?
There's no way Donnie's an agent.
It's a nice fucking bluff, huh?
(CAMERA CLICKS)
That boat was a set-up. They set the boat up.
See? Then we think Donnie's a rat.
(CAMERA CLICKS)
Almost had me going,
if you didn't know Donnie.
(CAMERA WHIRRING)
Right, if I didn't know Donnie.
(CAMERA CLICKING)
(HOWLING)
MALE NARRATOR: Hyenas kill many young cheetahs
and more than one could overpower the mother
and turn on the cubs.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(PHONE RINGING)
Yeah?
Yeah. All right.
All right. Okay.
Was that for me?
Uh, no.
It was a guy I got to go see.
So late?
Hey, what am I gonna do?
Who knows with these people?
Honey, don't wait up for me tonight.
No?
I don't know how long I'm gonna be.
And listen to me.
(HANGER RATTLING)
If Donnie calls,
tell him,
tell him, uh,
if it was going to be anyone,
I'm glad it was him, all right?
Look how beautiful you look.
Goodbye.
Bye, Ben.
(DOOR SHUTS)
(METAL RATTLING)
(GUN FIRING)
(GUN CLICKING)
(PHONE RINGING)
CURLEY: Excuse me, Mrs. Pistone.
CURLEY: Have a seat.
(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)
"To Special Agent Joseph..."
(WHISPERS) 30 seconds, sir.
"Joseph D. Pistone, in grateful recognition for meritorious service."
Allow me to present you with this medal
and this check for $500.
Hold the check up.
(CAMERA CLICKING)
Congratulations again, son.
DEAN: Congratulations, Joe.
Ma'am, take good care of him.
I will.
DEAN: Mrs. Pistone.
MAGGIE: Joe.
It's over.
Come on, honey. Come home.