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Want me to kick her ass out or what?

You want me to kick... Get the fuck out! Get the fuck out! Get out!

Gonna tell me I don't have a way with women?

- This is Jimmy. - Who's this, Max?

No, it's Noodles.

Okay, listen. We're gonna need you guys today.

I'm gonna be making a tough speech, and I think you...

Go, go!

Start the engine. I'll be right with you.

Mr. Gallagher wants you to know he appreciates what you did.

To show his appreciation...

Here's an envelope for the both of you.

If we got to complete the job, I'll let you know.

Wiped out by a blast of Cordon Rouge.

What would Crowning and his bosses say after that?

Never be afraid of you, then, would they?

They're still not afraid of me. It was you boys that scared them off.

And you didn't want these guys. Aren't you're lucky you got party leaders

like myself who care about the union?

The strike is settled. We won. That's what counts. Am I right, Jim?

It was tough for Jimmy not to be there to sign the contract.

No.

What's tough is, you did more in a night

than I could in two years of talking.

- Forget it. - To the hottest newcomer

- in American unions. - There you go.

- Jimmy Conway. - Now you're talking.

Roll out the barrel.

- And god bless. - Drink up. Suck it right down.

You must be crazy giving him drinks. We're going to operate.

What's the rush?

They already told me I'd be a gimp for the rest of my life.

Don't worry, Jimmy, with one leg a little shy, you're gonna take giant steps.

Yeah. And always one step right behind you, Sharkey?

Make sure they work on the right leg, Jim.

It's only blood.

You boys got yourself a real martyr for a friend. Make it work for you.

Yeah, but what the hell are we gonna do with a martyr?

Times change. Prohibition ain't gonna last much longer. Take it from me,

a lot of you will be out of work.

Go on, Mr. Sharkey. We're interested.

You ever think of setting yourselves up in business?

All those trucks they using to haul liquor,

soon be selling them for nothing.

I'm talking about hundreds of vehicles, controlled by a national organization.

And supported by a powerful union headed by Jimmy Conway.

Whatever you ask, there's no way he can turn you down.

You got to be kidding, Sharkey.

Jimmy "Clean Hands" in business with us?

They won't be clean for long with the hands he's gonna shake.

Everything in good time.

We're not interested. - What is the matter here, Noodles, you got a problem?

We got plenty of money tucked away. Why not invest it? What is the fucking problem?

I'll put the party behind you. And I got friends in high places.

I'm not interested in your friends in high places, and I don't trust politicians.

That's probably because you still think like some schmuck from the streets.

If we'd listened to you, we'd still be rolling drunks for living.

- You broke? - Don't bust my balls, Noodles.

I am talking about real money.

This is real money to me. It's a lot of money. You want any of it?

You carry that stink of the streets for the rest of your life.

I like the stink of the streets. It makes me feel good.

I like to smell it. It opens up my lungs.

And it gives me a hard-on.

You're carrying dead weight, Maxie.

One of these days you're gonna have to dump it.

Maxie, let me know when you're gonna dump me.

Meanwhile, I'll take a vacation in Florida. I got a yen for the seashore.

Listen, I was thinking it over and...

I guess I kind of got a yen for the seashore myself.

You want to go swimming?

Yeah. Yeah, let's go for a swim.

Read all about it!

Read all about it!

Hey, Maxie.

Max.

How much money we got put away?

Why?

Because we're unemployed.

About a million bucks.

- Oh, yeah? Where'd you put it? - In my underwear.

I'd have found it there.

We got to reorganize, Max. And I got a couple of good ideas.

Me too.

If I had a million bucks, I'd take it easy.

We'll take it easy when we got 20.

- Fifty. - Where you gonna get that?

Right here.

What's that?

It's a dream.

A dream I've been dreaming all my life.

Swear to god, Noodles, you and me together, we can make it come true.

What is it?

The Federal Reserve Bank.

It's the biggest step we can take, Noodles.

You're really crazy.

Don't you ever say that to me. Don't you ever say that to me again!

What chance is there that a crazy thing like this might succeed?

Don't ask me, ask Max.

You know as well as I do that this is suicide,

pure and simple, for everyone.

Yeah, well, don't tell me, tell him. You got your own methods.

I tried.

He doesn't want to screw anymore.

All he thinks about is this job.

Tear gas, hostages, now he's gonna do this.

He's gonna do it with or without you.

Noodles, we've never liked each other.

We put up with each other for Max's sake. So why don't we get together once

and do something for him.

And after that...

we can go back to being enemies.

You know, if you were all in jail first,

there wouldn't be any bank job.

I got the idea from your friend Max.

What do you mean?

He laughs at you. He makes fun of you.

He says Eve has got you by the balls.

Every time you walk past this place, you shit in your pants.

You'd do anything for the cops to pick you up,

so you wouldn't have to do this job. Is that true?

Well, then do it.

Do it. Put him in jail. Put him in jail. Not long.

Just long enough so he can get the idea out of his mind.

If you can't stand being away from him, put yourself there too.

Better off than being dead.

You know what to do.

And if you don't, I will.

Get out!

Take a cab. I'm busy. I got things to do. Get out.

Noodles.

Make up your mind fast.

What's the matter?

Aren't you having a good time?

Why are you going out tonight?

Why bother now that prohibition is almost over?

Everybody's selling. We got some friends who have a lot of booze they want to get rid of.

Practically nothing. So we figured, why not.

I'm gonna be gone for a while.

I'll be waiting at the hotel.

I like it when you come home late and wake me up.

I'm not gonna be home tonight.

I'm not gonna be home tomorrow either.

I thought these things only take a couple of hours.

Ladies and gents, I drink to the demise of Fat Moe's speakeasy.

Who the hell wants to drink here legally anyway, am I right?

Okay. Come on, Moe, set them up. Go on, get in there.

Here's mud in your eye.

Boys.

Let's drink to our last shipment.

There's more onboard tonight than just booze.

It's ten years of our lives. Ten years that were really worth living.

Yeah.

Noodles.

Noodles.

- L'Chaim. - L'Chaim.

How long will I have to wait?

A year and a half, more or less.

Six months off for good behavior.

- What are you gonna do? - Don't ask.

Operator.

Police, please.

Fifth Precinct. Sergeant Halloran.

Hello.

Who's speaking? Can I help you?

- Hello. - Yeah.

I got a good tip for you.

- Yeah, who is it? - It's Max. Open the door.

What's the matter with you? You sick? - No, I'm fine.

You don't look it.

Maybe you'd better stay home tonight?

Why?

I've been watching you all night.

You've been drinking like a fish.

Trying to get your courage up?

We're only bringing in a shipment of booze.

It's got so you're even scared to do that.

Maybe you just better stay home tonight.

With Eve.

Hey, Maxie, everywhere you go, I go too. Remember that.

Maybe Sharkey was right.

Maybe I ought to just dump you.

- You're really crazy. - Never say that.

Don't say it!

Max made fools of us, Noodles. He wanted to die.

Did you know his old man died in the nut house?

Max didn't want to end up the same way.

So he put the idea in our heads to tip off the cops.

And when they stopped the truck, Max started shooting first,

just to get himself killed.

What is this?

Opening night.

Fifteen years ago.

Who's this?

Patron saint of the place.

And some actress.

Do you know her?

No.

This proves me base:

If she first meet the curled Antony, he'll make demand of her,

and spend that kiss which is my heaven to have.

Come, thou mortal wretch,

with thy sharp teeth this knot intrinsicate of life at once untie:

poor venomous fool.

Be angry, and dispatch.

Oh, couldst thou speak,

that I might hear thee call great Caesar ass unpolicied!

Oh eastern star! Peace, peace!

Dost thou not see my baby at my breast,

that sucks the nurse asleep? Oh, break! Oh, break!

As sweet as balm,

as soft as air, as gentle...

Oh, Antony!

Nay, I will take thee too.

What should I stay...

In this vile world? So, fare thee well.

Now boast thee, death, in thy possession lies a lass unparallel'd.

Downy windows, close,

and golden Phoebus never be beheld of eyes again so royal!

Your crown's awry. I'll mend it, and then play.

Hello, Deborah.

Aren't you gonna say anything?

What is someone supposed to say after...

more than 30 years.

Well, how about, "How you doing? You're looking good." Or...

"I was hoping I'd never see you again."

I never thought I would.

There's a difference.

At least you recognized me, that's something.

Actresses have good memories.

You want a drink?

I'm having one.

Margo.

- Yes, miss? - That's all. You can go.

All right, miss.

She called you "miss".

You never got married?

No.

You live alone?

No.

Where were you?

I was out of town.

Have you been back long?

A couple of days.

Are you staying?

That depends.

Why do you want to see me?

Two reasons.

First, I wanted to see if you did the right thing,

turning me down to become an actress.

Well?

You did. You're terrific.

"Age cannot wither her."

It's like the play was written for you.

What was the other reason?

The other reason...

is to decide whether I should go to a party tomorrow night.

Party?

Yeah, on Long Island.

A Secretary Bailey.

Do you know Secretary Bailey?

No.

But I was invited anyway.

If you don't know each other, why were you invited?

I don't know.

I thought you might know why.

Me?

Why me?

Because you know him.

- Who is it? - David.

- No, David. - Can I come in?

No. Just wait outside, I'll call you.

Okay, I'll be right here.

- What does Secretary Bailey want from me? - You came here to ask me that?

- Why did he send me an invitation? - I don't know.

Why should I know about your invitations? I don't know anything.

What do you want? Why did you come here? I know nothing.

Now you're a lousy actress.

Who is Secretary Bailey?

Secretary Bailey is a rich businessman.

He came to the United States as an immigrant and made a lot of money...

in San Francisco and L.A., where he's lived for 30 years.

I know all that. It's all in the papers. What else is there?

He married a very wealthy woman.

They had a child.

She died when the child was born.

A few years ago, he went into politics. Moved here.

That's history. I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about now.

Right now he's in trouble.

Just tell me you've been living with him all these years,

and you're his lover.

Age can wither me, Noodles.

We're both getting old.

All that we have left now are our memories.

If you go to that party on Saturday night, you won't have those anymore.

Tear up that invitation.

There's an exit back this way.

Noodles, go through it.

Keep walking.

Don't turn around.

Please, Noodles.

I'm begging you. Please.

Are you afraid that I'll turn into a pillar of salt?

If you go out that door, yes.

This is Secretary Bailey's son.

His name's David, just like yours.

I must admit this party was a wonderful idea, Mr. Secretary.

It's a bit like saying, "I'm going up before the Commettee in 5 days,

like, my conscience is clear.

The most important people in New York are my guests.

It's going to be a night to remember."

Especially if the house blows up.

Where are you putting the next bomb?

In the freezer?

Or in the toilet?

You can't even think straight anymore.

I'll tell you something.

A waiting list of people would like to send flowers to your funeral.

I can point out ten right now, if you like me to. - Yes.

But none of them wants to read my obituary in front of the Committee

as much as you do.

You and your union.

We just want to resolve this situation clean.

I've heard that same song from you for 35 fucking years!

Who do you think you are talking to?

I helped you to make a fortune, you and the rest of those parasites!

It was a reasonable arrangement between labour and management.

2% for them and 40% for you.

You defend them and you screw them. Come on!

It's been the story of your life.

Do you think anybody believe you anymore? - Some.

But no one believes in you anymore,

because you have made mistakes and I haven't.

But that's beside the point.

The important thing right now is that

you and I straighten out these transfers of authority.

Now it's all as we have agreed.

Have had our lawyers drawn it up.

All you have to do is sign.

My last will?

You are not in a position to exercise your will.

I give up everything.

12% would be set aside for your boy.

In that way he can be assured of living to a ripe old age.

Or not, if I don't sign?

Why don't you take care of this by yourself?

I'd be very happy for you tonight, if during all the noise of the party

- I heard a shot. - Maybe you will.

Please go in.

What are you waiting for?

I don't understand, Mr. Bailey.

Sit down, Noodles.

Make yourself comfortable.

I'm glad you accepted my invitation.

Well, I was curious.

So many important people in one place.

Yes. Well, the rats usually desert a sinking ship.

But in my case, they appear to be flocking onboard.

Yeah, well, I read about your troubles in the newspapers.

But a man in your position,

with all your power and all your privileges...

has to assume a certain amount of responsibility...

a certain amount of risk.

Why'd you ask me to come here, Mr. Bailey?

That invitation doesn't mean a goddamn thing, and you know it.

All that counts is what was in that suitcase.

The money and the contract.

It didn't say who the contract was on, though.

Haven't you figured that out yet?

You, Mr. Bailey?

I haven't had a gun in my hand for many, many years.

My eyes aren't too good, even with my glasses. My hands shake.

- And I wouldn't want to miss. - Cut the bullshit, Noodles.

I'm already a dead man.

At least give me the chance to settle the debt that I owe to you.

I'll never make it before the investigating committee.

They're scared I'll implicate the whole bunch of them.

They got to get rid of me.

Today is as good a day as any.

You do it, Noodles.

You're the only person I can accept it from.

You see, I found out where you were.

I brought you back here for this.

To even the score between you and me.

You can get out through there.

It leads right down to the street. Nobody will see you.

I don't know what you're talking about, Mr. Bailey. You don't owe me a thing.

Your eyes were too full of tears to see that it wasn't me lying there,

burned up on that street.

It was somebody else.

You were too shocked to realize that the cops were in on it too.

That was a syndicate operation, Noodles.

You're crazy.

You said that to me once before, a long time ago.

My mind was never as clear as it was at that moment.

I took away your whole life from you.

I've been living in your place.

I took everything.

I took your money.

I took your girl.

All I left for you was 35 years of grief over having killed me.

Now, why don't you shoot?

It's true, I have killed people, Mr. Bailey.

Sometimes to defend myself. Sometimes for money.

And many people used to come to us.

Business partners, rivals...

lovers.

Some of the jobs we took, and some we didn't.

Yours is one we would never touch.

Is this your way of getting revenge?

No.

It's just the way I see things.

It's 10:25...

and I've got nothing left to lose.

When you've been betrayed by a friend, you hit back.

Do it.

You see, Mr. Secretary...

I have a story also.

A little simpler than yours.

Many years ago I had a friend, a dear friend.

I turned him in to save his life...

but he was killed.

But he wanted it that way.

It was a great friendship.

It went bad for him, and it went bad for me too.

Good night, Mr. Bailey.

I hope the investigation turns out to be nothing.

It'd be a shame to see a lifetime of work go to waste.