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- Can I get a table?
- Yeah, sure.

Just we're closing soon, all right?

You're Roscoe, right?

Yeah, that's right.
Who's asking?

No one.
I just heard all about you.

A real pool shark.
All those tournaments you won.

Why don't you go to table 12,
seems like it's racked already.

Go ahead.

Nah. Don't worry about it.

Just get me on the way back.

Okay.

'Cause I am a part of you

'Cause I live

The life that you wanted to

You know what you swear

In air, a tribulation

And I held you close

Gathering all your faces...

You know, you're not bad.
I've been watching you.

- Can you play one game?
- I had such a long day.

- I gotta get going, man.
- How about 300?

That make you stay a little longer?

A little longer?

It's about all it's gonna take, kid.

- Kid?
- Rack 'em up.

'Cause I am a part of you

'Cause I live

The life that you wanted to...

Not bad.

"Not bad"?
I just smoked you, kid.

Again with the "kid."

I only call people I like "kid."

Remember your friend Angel?

Your boy you put away?
Well, he says hello.

What do you want from me?

This way I don't forget you.

Make shit sure not
to forget me, douchebag.

This one's for me.

Rats... I got no use for them.

Who does?
Who does but the feds?

If I had it my way,

every one of them would burn in hell.

There is no rhyme

I want to watch it burn

There is no reason

No lesson learned

Melting glass

Melting bone

Bringing death
to your happy home

I look like you,
the perfect crime

There will be no savior
from the flame

I want to watch

The world burn

And laugh while

I fan the flames

I want to watch the world burn

And fan the flames

With gasoline.

What a shame.

Fucking shame.

I'm sorry, Dad.
I know it hurts.

Think I'll just stick around here
for a while, okay?

The life.

You know what I'm talking about.

Either the feds catch up to you
when you wind up behind the wall

or your own kind turns on you.

Maybe you even wind up
under the ground

like some of these poor bastards.

I thought it could
be different for me.

But I was wrong.

Dead wrong.

Russo.

Just watching Mr. Baldano & Sons.

Yeah. Same routine, different day.

You gotta try and let go.

Stop blaming yourself.

It's not your fault.

You did everything
you possibly could do.

With a son like that,
he's gotta be dirty.

I can feel it in my bones.

I wanna nail that son of a bitch.

I know, Angela.

I know.
I know he doesn't like surprises,

but I got this big welcome-home dinner
planned for him at the house.

I just... I want things to get
off to a good start, you know?

A new beginning for him.
It would be really nice.

It's just time he came
and worked for his father, okay?

I mean, Joseph's really got
his heart set on it this time.

And I think Bobby could
really do all right for himself.

Legitimately.

What, no luggage?

Where do you think I was,
on vacation?

I want nothing
from over that bridge.

Come here, you crazy bastard.

Welcome back.

We missed you.

Where's your brother?

Bobby Baldano.

Oh, it's good to see you,
you son of a gun.

- How you doing, Lenny?
- Good good.

I knew you'd make me
your first stop.

- You know that.
- You look a little thirsty.

Let me get you a nice cold one.

- I'm gonna join you.
- Here's that.

All right.

- Salute.
- Benza salute. Chin down.

- Hey, Big Al, Look who's here.
- Hey, Bobby.

- How you doing, Al?
- When you'd get out?

- This morning.
- This morning?

- You're still around?
- Hey, where am I gonna go?

That's good.
'Cause now that I'm out,

I might call on you for something.

You still got my number, right?

Right here.

Lenny, buy him a drink.

Get me a Captain and ginger too.

- Where's all the girls?
- Don't worry about the girls.

He's just with the boys
having a drink.

He's gonna be here.
It's his first day. Come on.

He'll be back.

Wait. What are you all doing?

Let's just wait a couple of minutes
for Bobby to get home

and then we'll all eat
together like we used to.

I mean,
is that too much to ask for?

Anyways, salute again.

- Hey hey hey, look who's here.
- Good, plenty of money.

Hey, what's up?

Here come...
the broads come and you clam up.

Okay, but just the antipasto.

Bobby could be home
in a couple of minutes

and I want him
to eat the whole meal

with all of us, just like a family.

The iceman cometh. Whoa!

I've been passing
the time, the time...

Somebody pass the grated cheese.

There you go.

I'm here for you...

Go, Bobby! Go, Bobby!

And I've been passing
the time, the time

Living my life

Waiting for you

I've been passing
the time, the time

Living my life

Waiting for you.

Maybe something happened.

Maybe you should go back
to Lenny's and check, Joey.

Hey, Sarah...

nothing happened.

Bobby is just being Bobby.

Mom.

My family... I love them.

They love me.

But I've disappointed 'em

more times than I can remember.

My father...

I know he thinks I'm a fuck-up.

What the fuck.
Maybe I am.

Drone!

Drone!

No! Freaking no!

My apartment?
In better shape than I left it.

You know my mother's
responsible for that.

Boxing.

There was a time
it was all I thought about.

But I was too addicted
to the streets...

the high I got from taking
what wasn't mine.

All right, ladies, wrap it up.

Come on.
Bang, Bobby, bang.

Baldano, that means you too.

Fucking COs.

Yo, Bobby,
You gonna take care

of that thing for me on
the outside like you said?

You're not gonna
let me down, are you, bro?

We've been cellmates
for a long time.

I won't let you down, Angel.

You know how I feel about rats.

Last time I'm gonna say this...
get it moving.

Let's go.
Get it moving.

You gonna take care
of that thing for me

on the outside like you said?

You're not gonna
let me down, are you, bro?

Remember your friend Angel?

Your boy you put away?
Well, he says hello.

Revenge is something that can
eat away at you like a cancer...

This way I don't forget you.

Make shit sure not
to forget me, douchebag.

...until you get it.

Your revenge.

Then... then you can live.

No.

Gimme that fucking thing.

- That fucking spaz.
- You got it.

- I'm beating myself.
- Unbelievable.

Yeah, I'd like to beat you.

- I got winner.
- Ho! Fucking Bobby.

These were my best friends, my crew.

Guys I could trust with my life.

Me? Look at you.
Lean and mean.

- I can't believe what I'm seeing.
- Come here, Stan.

I figured I'd find
you guys at the park.

You think those bastards
could've put us together?

No, they had to separate us all.

Well, we're all here now.

What really pisses me off

is that prick Johnny writing a book.

- You read it?
- No.

I look at the cover every day.

I won't open it.
I can't bring myself to read that.

Yeah, well,
I read the fucking thing.

Our names are
splattered all over it.

We should go and do
this motherfucker.

Maybe one day we will.

Now that we were all out,

all we cared about was
starting to earn again

and maybe one day

getting back at the punks
who put us away.

I'm telling you, that's him.

Are you sure?
Isn't he still away?

I'm telling you,
that is Bobby Baldano.

- Who's Bobby Baldano?
- Don't worry about it.

Why don't you girls order us
another round of drinks?

We'll be right back.
Come on, Mario.

Let's go say hello.

Hey, man.

You Bobby Baldano, ain't you?

I mean, come on.
You're Bobby, right? You're him?

Hey, Ray, why don't you
do yourself a favor, huh?

Go back to your booth,
pay some attention to your date.

- She's looking a little bored.
- Whoa. All I wanna do

is shake the man's hand,
buy him a drink or something.

Come on, I'm not
a fucking jerk-off here, Lenny.

All you wanna do
is shake my hand?

Yeah, man, that's it.

Look, I heard a lot
of good shit about you, man.

- I've been dying to meet you.
- You're Ray, right?

Yeah, man.

Oh, you met him.
You happy now?

- Go back to your date.
- Hey, shut up, Lenny.

- Shut up?
- Yeah.

Hey, yo, I read that book...

the one that talks about
you and your friends...

three times.

I read it three fucking times.

Huh? Some crazy shit.
You know what I'm talking...

yo, we got a lot of good shit
going on ourselves.

We're around Slick Sally.

Don't know a Slick Sally.

Well, they used
to call him Fat Sally.

I don't know a Fat Sally.

Come on, man.
You know him.

I said I don't know him.

Yo, Fat Sally?

Man, how could you
not know...

Oh! Hey, come on! What are you...
come on, Bobby, take it easy.

- What the fuck? What's wrong with you?
- Have a drink.

- Let's all relax.
- Hey, what'd you go and do that f...

wait till Sally
hears about this shit.

I don't give a fuck
what you tell Fat Sally.

I don't care
who you're around.

To me you're a dumb fuck
with a big mouth.

Now go back over there
before you have a real problem.

Fucking kids.

Dropping names
like fucking aspirins.

Yeah.

Just one look

That's all it took...

Hey, Patsy.

Oh, ain't this my lucky day?

Look who came to see Patsy.

So you got a few more
under your belt, huh?

Hey, it is what it is.

We all gotta do some time
sooner or later

to keep this thing of ours alive.

Lemme ask you something...

what happened
at Leone's the other night?

Why'd you slap
that kid Ray in the face?

He told you he was
with Slick Sally.

Who the hell is Slick Sally?

Don't play stupid with me, Bobby.

The kid told you he was
talking about Fat Sally.

Fat Sally and Slick Sally
are the same guy.

He had that rubber-band operation
or whatever the fuck you call it

when they try
to lose weight right away.

The point is he ain't
so fat anymore.

I think the kid had a big mouth,
dropping his name like that, Patsy.

Ray is like
a kid brother to Sally.

Sally took him under his wing,
just like Tommy did with you.

Sally's a captain now.
You'd better get used to this, Bobby.

- You're kidding me.
- He's Teddy Vesca's son,

and he's in the kitchen, so...

Well, he ain't nothing
like his father. You know that.

You're talking
about a skipper, Bobby.

That's enough.
I don't wanna hear anymore.

And you're gonna
have to report to him.

- He's your captain. That's it.
- All right, Patsy.

- Whatever you say.
- Carmine!

Sally, he wants to see ya.

It's Slick Sally now, Carmine,

not just "Sally."

How many times I gotta
tell these fucking guys?

Don't go nowhere.
Watch this sauce.

Sure, no problem.

- What's up, P?
- Sally, have a seat.

Sorry about your boy there.

- Just a little misunderstanding.
- Yeah, right.

So what are we gonna do
about this, Patsy?

Come on. This kid just got
outta the can. He's feeling antsy.

You guys need
to put this behind you.

Let's move on, okay?

All right.
Whatever you say, P.

We were gonna go down the block
to get a couple of heroes

from Jon's Deli
while the sauce cooked.

I'm too hungry.
I can't wait.

You know what?
I'll take a walk with you, Sally.

Now that's a good idea.

Why don't you do that?
You guys go take a walk.

- But I was gonna drive.
- Drive?

It's a fucking block away.

Walk.

You know, that kid Ray is
like a younger brother to me.

You really
embarrassed him, Bobby.

I think he embarrassed himself,
dropping your name like that.

I mean, don't you think
he should've known better

with the feds all over the place
in this neighborhood?

Don't gimme that shit, Bobby, okay?

I know you never liked me.

You're lucky you only smacked him,

because otherwise there would've been
some real consequences.

Really?

Like what kind of consequences?

Let's just go get the heroes.

No, I'd really like
to know what kind

of consequences we're
talking about here, Sally.

Look, I'm a fucking
captain now, Bobby.

Do you know what that means?

Or do I have to spell it out for you?

Well, I know
what it don't mean...

it don't mean shit,
not in this alley.

Did that hurt, Fat Sally?

Oh, I forget...
it's Slick Sally now, right?

Captain?

You may have Patsy fooled,
but I know what you're made of.

If you breathe
a word of this to him,

you're a dead man.
Better yet,

I'll tell him
you called Patsy "the pirate"

- behind his back.
- No.

He'd shoot you himself.

No. No, please don't, Bobby.
Please.

- Please.
- You gotta be kidding me.

You believe that shit?

A captain...

a fucking captain

pissing his pants.

Well, I don't know
why things changed,

but here's the real deal

about this overrated
underworld life.

As a federal agent,

I've been watching
the mob since day one,

so I was right in the heart of things

when Bobby Baldano crossed over.

Got straightened out,
got his badge.

He was the youngest guy
to ever get made

in the Carana family.

By his late 20s,

he had established himself
as an earner

and a loyal soldier
amongst a dying breed.

He learned from the best...

and the worst,
if you know what I mean.

Tommy Bono...

he was the underboss
of the family at the time.

He kinda took Bobby
under his wing.

Tommy was old school

and all about business.

He was likeable.
People liked Tommy.

Didn't have many enemies.

That was the boss...
Vinny Morello.

Vinny was a good guy,

but I can't say
the same for his son.

You all know why you're here.

This is the biggest honor
you can have in this life.

You will now be a part of us.

You all know the rules.

If called upon,
you will drop everything.

We are your family.

We come before anything,

even your own family.

May you burn in hell
if you deceive anyone in this family.

These guys took themselves
very seriously.

...or talk about the secrets
of our lives in any shape or form...

And we were very serious
about bringing them down...

...my soul will burn in hell.

...one way or another.

You're all now a part of us...

la familia.

What I don't get

is there are some guys
who go into this life

knowing if they get caught
they're gonna rat.

They just know it.
They're like, "What the fuck?

Let me do this as long as I can.

If I get caught,

I bring down whoever
I have to to get off."

- Come on, let's go.
- Let's get this over with.

I have a haircut appointment.
I'd really like to make it.

You and your fucking haircuts, Stan.

You've got a weird-shaped head.

Maybe you should grow
your hair longer to hide that.

Plus, with this shnozole,
maybe longer hair

would make it look smaller
or something.

You're very funny, Jimmy.
You should take that on the road.

Let's do this, Jimmy.

All right, everybody freeze!

You, fill this bag up!
Fill it up! Fill it up!

- On the ground! Pronto!
- Quickly!

Pick up the pace!
Don't touch the alarm!

- Come on, move it!
- Quickly. Let's go. Quickly.

Get the money, let's go!
Get the money!

You too!
Quickly. Now!

Quickly! Move!
Move your ass!

Don't touch the alarm.
Don't touch the alarm.

All right, we're outta here.
Have a nice day.

That's the way we did things...

one, two, three.

Jobs were like a joke to us.

We actually had fun doing that.

You're like a little girl.
You know that?

What? It's not like
they make 'em easy to open.

Just give me this
fucking thing, will ya?

These guys used to rip 'em
right out of the ground.

But of course,
no one ever saw them...

so they weren't
an easy bunch to nail.

Jackpot.

We made our scores,
kept our mouths shut,

and minded our own business.

We didn't want
to draw attention to ourselves.

We didn't care
about impressing anyone.

On the other hand,
not everyone was like us.

There's Johnny Morello and his crew.

Hey, girls, if you're good,

I'll take you
for a ride in my Caddy.

That's right. Huh?

That's Mario Bruno,

also known as Mario Casanova.

What, you don't like Caddies?

He thought he was
God's gift to women.

You know what? Go.

But I heard he couldn't
even get it up.

- Get the fuck outta here.
- Fuck you.

Call us when you get a real car.

- Come on.
- Assholes.

What did you do that for, Mario?
Those girls were hot.

And Mikey, a real punk,

a real wannabe.

Ah, they were pigs.
They're all pigs.

Come on, let's go gambling.

Baldano and his crew,

they were low profile...

not the norm at the time.

But you could always find
these guys flaunting their stuff.

I mean look at this,

putting it out there like that?

These guys weren't very bright.

Almost makes you laugh.

How low can you go?

In spite of them,

it was all going well for us.

We had things under control.

We were keeping a safe distance away
from those morons.

- And we were making damn good money.
- Here you go.

We were planning a score
that would hold us over for years.

- No polish on the socks.
- A really big score.

- Give it a good shine there.
- It was gonna be our thing...

- Good, kid.
- Hey, Pete.

- Hey, Bobby.
...or so we thought.

- Hey, Tommy.
- Hey.

- You wanted to see me?
- Hey, hello, Bobby. Yeah, I do.

Hold on one second.
Hey, kid, hold on a second.

Hold on.
Go get us a couple of coffees.

- You know how I drink 'em, right?
- Uh-huh.

Here. And buy yourself
a Yoo-hoo or something,

- a soda. I take change.
- Okay.

- And don't forget.
- Okay.

Hey, Bobby,

you've been earning
pretty good out there lately.

I'm very proud of you.

And we all know that you've got
something big planned,

so Vinny would like for you

to bring his son and his crew
with you on this one,

- you know, just for backup.
- Actually, Tommy...

no disrespect to Mr. Morello...

we've pretty much got things covered.

We don't need any backup.

Extra guys on this job

just make it that much riskier.

Riskier?
I'm offering you backup.

It's just that... I mean

you know what you're
dealing with with these guys.

Hey, listen, I know what you're
talking about. They're screw-ups,

but he's the boss's son.
You have no choice.

He should be here any minute.
Put your masks on.

I don't want any chance
of getting made.

Hey, what did I say?
Put your mask on.

- All right.
- Don't fuck this up, huh?

Okay, take it easy.

Here he comes now.

Mr. Klein?

I have a delivery
for an Eleanor Klein.

It's kinda heavy.

Yeah, that's my wife...

always spending.

Can you bring it in here for me?

Yeah, sure, no problem.

Whoa whoa.
What's going on?

Stay there!

- Okay. Okay.
- Don't move!

Okay, hotshot,
where's the safe?

- Take us to the safe. Let's go.
- The safe.

Let's go, you fuck!

- Okay okay.
- Let's go, let's go.

- Up the stairs. Come on, let's go!
- All right, don't push.

Go on.
That's it, go on!

Oh, I'm gonna enjoy this.

What are you talking
about "enjoy," huh?

Hey, don't fuck up.
Don't fuck around.

- Remember what they said.
- Take it easy.

Gotta take the rock, sweetheart,

but I left you the band, okay?

Man, how's a guy like that

get a broad like you?

Oh, lemme guess...

unlimited access

to those shiny little rocks of his, huh?

I bet you he even paid
for those two beauties.

What are you doing? What are
you doing? I said cut that shit out.

- C'mon! Stop that. Cut that shit out.
- Fuck those guys.

You're real tough with that gun in
your hand and that mask on your face.

Are you so ugly you're afraid
to show your face?

Ugly?

- Me?
- Yeah.

You know
what they call me?

They call me
Mario Casanova, baby.

What are you doing?
What is the matter with you?

You just told her your name.

Oh shit.
I'm sorry, Johnny.

Shit.
Now we're fucked.

Sorry, baby. I gotta do this.

- Let's go, let's go!
- The fuck are you doing?!

You heard what he said...
out the door!

- What is this?
- It's her ring.

Gimme this fucking thing.
Come on, get out.

- Don't move!
- Barry!

Barry, come down!

Barry! Barry, I'm...

Wow. Beautiful.

That is a lot of glass.
What do you think, Stan?

These are some serious stones.

My guy's all ready for 'em.
You just say the word.

We'll get this sold, have your money
for you within a week.

Beautiful.
Great doing business with ya.

Yeah, for the first and last time.

What? What the hell
you talking about,

"first and last time"?
Come on.

- We've got a good thing going on.
- We do.

- You don't wanna ruin it.
- Definitely, Mario.

- Bobby, what the fuck?
- He got what he deserved.

Next time tell him
to leave his dick at home

- before he goes on a job.
- Bobby, you can't be serious.

Are you kidding me? I think
you're a little bit out of line here.

- Out of line?
- Johnny, let it go.

Hey, guys,
we made the score, right?

You guys are gonna get every dime
you got coming to you next week.

Besides, Johnny,
if your father heard

about how this jerk-off
handled himself in there,

he would have his ass.

And probably yours, too,
for bringing him along.

I think that you should probably

just forget about
this little incident and move on.

- I ain't forgetting shit, Jimmy!
- Mario, shut up.

- Shut up! Shut up.
- Fuck you, Bobby!

Bobby, Jimmy,
I'll talk to you guys next week.

That's how you handle
punks like that.

Al, make sure they leave.

Of course we had
to pay tribute to the boss,

- Vinny Morello, and Tommy.
- He had it coming.

Splitting the rest of take
with those assholes

didn't sit too well with us.

Enough time had gone by

for these two morons
to mess up big time.

They were selling cocaine
behind the boss's back.

The best part?

Their biggest customer...

was one of us.

Do you realize you're looking
at 20 years, Bruno?

20 fucking years.

Mario starts crying
when the feds tell him

he's looking at 20. Crying!

It only took this reject

a few minutes to start yapping.

Ah. My favorite.
It gives me energy.

- But once he started...
- So like I was saying...

...you couldn't stop him.

- FBI! FBI!
- What the fuck?!

- Freeze!
- Don't even think about it, Johnny.

All right, all right.
Don't shoot.

What? What? What do
you guys want from me? Huh?

What do you guys wanna know?

Nabbing those punks helped us

get close to who
we really wanted...

Vinny Morello and Tommy Bono.

What do you guys
want me to do, huh?

Hmm? You want me
to cooperate, I'll cooperate.

Just... you guys gotta
cut me a deal though.

Just cut me a deal.

Paulo, don't take too much off
like you did the last time.

Yeah, a little bit...
a little bit off the back.

They could've threatened us
with the electric chair.

None of us would've flipped.

They were just dying
for one of us to turn

on Vinny Morella and Tommy Bono.

Well, Johnny took care of that.

In the middle too...

If you keep it up now, darling...

It'll be the death of you

You'd better wise up

Listen to your priest

If you don't change...

- Shit.
- Shit.

Just like I said,

there are people who go into this
knowing if they get caught...

they're gonna say
what they gotta say

and sign what they gotta sign

until they cut themselves a deal.

Circle up the wagons

Dark circles under your eyes

The buzzards are circling

Waiting for their prize.

They gave Tommy 18 years.

He died when he was
barely into his sentence.

He got cancer that was treatable.

Nurse. Nurse.

- Just like Tommy said...
- Water.

...when you get sick in prison,
you're done.

- Water.
- They made him suffer.

Water. Water.

I'll never be the same again

That's for certain

- Broken up and hollowed out...
- Lenny.

- Yeah?
- Who's that girl?

Oh, her name is Rena.
She's a neighborhood girl.

She was here the night
you smacked that punk Ray.

So what did you tell her about me?

Nothing.
What was I gonna tell her?

She's pretty hot.

Nah, she's not pretty hot.

She's smoking hot.

Send over a drink.

All right.

The gentleman would like
to buy you two lovely ladies a drink.

Thanks, Lenny.

You got it, Rena.

Do your thing, Casanova.

Come on, chop chop.

He's coming over.

I think I'm gonna go
to the ladies room.

- Thanks for the drink.
- Hey, no problem.

- So what's your name?
- Come on.

You already know my name.

What, did Lenny rat me out?

- So you know my name too?
- As a matter of fact, I do.

- Rena. It's a real nice name.
- Thanks.

You know, last time I was here,

I saw you smack Ray.

- He was pretty embarrassed.
- Well, he deserved it.

What are you,
some kind of tough guy?

Come on, cut it out.

- You like cars?
- Cars?

Still blue water

Still blue water

Roll over me, over me

Still blue water

Still blue water...

Hey, mister, peel out!

Wow!

Give us a little more time
and I just might

be willing to help you
break that dry streak.

Trust me,
it'll be worth the wait.

I can't take it.

Prison.

These guys go in dysfunctional

and they come out worse.

Joey, how long I know you?

All my life, right?

So I'm gonna be
honest with you.

What are you gonna do
about your son Bobby?

Always getting in trouble.

How many times you gonna stick
your neck out for this kid, huh?

You built a name up for yourself.

You got yourself an empire

and he's gonna fuck it up big time.

He goes back,
they're gonna throw away the keys.

I'm glad I'm not in your shoes...

kid like that.

All I'm saying, Joey,
if he's gonna listen to anybody,

he's gonna listen to you.

You hear me?
You're the only one

he's gonna listen to.

No, but my love is singing.
It's what I wanna do.

Unfortunately, I do work
as a cocktail waitress for now.

But singing is what I wanna do.

I never met a chick
who sang before.

- Chick?
- Well...

you know what I mean.

But since you asked,
I've been singing

since I was a kid.
I studied for years.

What about you?
What were you in for?

What are you gonna do now?

I heard your father's
a construction bigwig.

You gonna go work for him?

I'm telling you I've been watching
the guy all morning.

It's like he don't even care.

The fucking balls on this guy.

Well, if I gotta come down there

and make my presence known,
that's what I'm gonna do.

Glenn, I'm not paying $55 an hour

so this clown can go sell
high school students drugs!

Hey, how long we known
each other, Glenn?

No, 34 years to be exact.

Why is it... isn't it redundant

I have to send
three required letters

to your union now?
That's right!

High school students,
that's correct.

I wanna tell you something.

If he's not off my site
by 6:00 Monday morning,

put on a nice suit.

'Cause you're gonna be
on the 6:00 news Monday night.

Hi honey.

Hi.

What's wrong, Joseph?

10:00. You haven't
even had any dinner.

I brought you some.

I'm not even hungry.

What is it, Joseph?

You haven't been yourself.

Well, it's Bobby.

I know what you want for him.

I know what I want for him.

But I just can't figure out
what Bobby wants for himself.

Now that's the only way
to erect a crane, Danny.

Just know it's appreciated.

- Bobby, how you doing?
- Hey, guys.

Hey, Bobby, welcome home.

How's it going?

Hey, Bobby.

You decide to take the plunge?

- What plunge?
- Come on.

Play stupid with me.

You know what I'm talking about.

You should be at work
here with me right now.

Come on.
I'll sponsor you right now.

I'll get your book.

Be a shop steward, project manager,
super... whatever you wish.

Better yet, work by my side

- at the company, from the office.
- I don't know, Dad.

Why not?

I've got some other things
in the works.

- You know I like to do my own thing.
- Your own thing, huh?

You back in touch with Perotti?

- What are you talking about?
- Maybe you should speak

to the people that own
your own thing, Bobby.

Tell 'em to give it back to you,
you know, free and clear.

Pop, what are you talking about?

Would you consider my offer?

- Would you give me that?
- Yeah yeah.

I'll think about it.
I really will.

Listen, I'm gonna get going.

I just stopped by to say hello.

Oh.

You'd better get it right this time.

Straighten out your act.

All right, Pop.

The evidence at hand

To know they're not my shoes

She said,
"If there's..."

Wait wait, you said you wanted
to hear me sing, right?

The evidence at hand...

I spent every penny
I saved making it.

It's my demo.

This is the song I want to make

a music video out of one day.

I play the fool

I sold myself...

So what do you think?

Do you think you can handle me?

Come on

I know you can't
resist my touch

Feels like much too much

Come on

Baby, baby, let's not fight

Let's make love tonight

You can't fight it

No escape

Feel the touch of my skin

You can't hide it

It's too late

You know you want to give in

I can feel you want me so

Close your eyes

And just let go

Come on...

Come back around,
I know you can...

Come back around,
I know you can...

Rena was a distraction,

but a good one.

What really mattered though

was making room
for my crew again...

which meant cleaning up this mess.

Patsy, we gotta do
something about this guy.

He's out there planning jobs
without even contacting me.

He hasn't reported to me
once since he come out.

I mean, did you tell him
I was gonna be his captain?

Sally, Sally, I told him.

And then he goes and steals

Ray's girlfriend from him.

First he goes and smacks him
and makes a fool of him,

and then he goes and picks
the girl up in the same place.

I mean, that's not right, Patsy.

Sally, that's enough, okay?
The kid's just trying to earn

just to get back into my good graces.

And do you really think I give
a fuck about Ray's girlfriend?

He's embarrassed.

He's not even showing
his face around.

You know, I think
they wrapped that rubber band

around your balls
instead of your stomach.

And they must've
wrapped it too tight,

because you ain't thinking right.

This kid could be a real loose cannon
if you provoke him, Sally.

I'm telling you now... just relax.

Don't go talking
about him to anybody,

because he'll find out
then you got problems.

All right, listen to me.

Sally, you can't provoke him.

Sally, what's that noise?

Can you hear me? Sally?

What the fuck is going on
over there? Answer me!

Yo, Sally!

That's what I'm trying to tell you.

- Well, what time?
- Before 3:00.

You believe this shit?
Now of all times.

I mean, this family can't seem
to solve its differences.

It's gotta be
that crew from downtown.

With due respect, Patsy,

Fat Sally...
he's dead weight.

They were probably trying
to do you a favor.

Ooh. That's your skipper
you're talking about.

You know, the skipper
you never reported to once.

And he ain't too fucking
happy about that.

I'm not reporting to nobody.
I'm through with this.

- I'm done.
- You're through with this?

I'll tell you when
you're through with this.

What, do you think you're gonna
go out there on your own?

That's not gonna happen.
You belong over here.

This family needs you now.

There's too many people
in this family right now

that I don't know, I don't trust.

Ain't making the same mistakes
I made in the past.

Oh. Who don't you trust?

And what makes you think
we trust you?

Trust me? You've gotta be
fucking kidding me, Stevie.

Okay okay, knock it off.

You know, you're putting me
in a very bad spot over here,

one that I know
you ain't gonna be too happy with.

I know that, Patsy. I know
you gotta do what you gotta do.

You're telling me
I gotta do what I gotta do?

Is that what you say to me?

Bobby.

What are you doing here?

Come on, Baldano.
That's all you got?

Fuck you, Bobby.

Really?

Wow.

Patsy Perotti.

What can I do for you today

that you haven't
already have done for me?

Or should I say, to me?

What's that supposed
to mean, Baldano?

Well, for starters, what do you say
making this goon of yours wait outside?

Tell me I'm hearing things,
tell me I'm wrong.

I can't tell you
that you're wrong, Patsy,

because it's true.

If you were half the man
you claim to be around here,

you'd pull him off the job yourself.

He's selling drugs,
all right? To kids.

Teenagers at
a Catholic high school.

Oh, you don't know this?

It's none of your fucking business

what I know
and what I don't know.

But what I do know,
if you know what's good for you,

is you're gonna pick up
the phone right now

in front of me
and call the union local

and tell 'em you made a mistake.

Well, I know I'm not
supposed to say this

to a man like you, Patsy,

but... over my dead body.

It's a disgrace,

what your kind have become.

You know that?

It's a fucking disgrace.

If that's how you want it, Baldano,
that's how it'll be.

But for a smart guy
who put all this together

without asking for help
from guys like me,

you're pretty fucking stupid.

What? He what?

Shit.

Okay.

He was talking about
breaking ground in eight months.

- It takes 16 months to get the permits.
- Dad, can we talk?

Yeah, your brother and I
are talking right now.

- Sit down.
- Alone, Dad.

I need to talk to you alone.

Where are you going?
Sit down.

Hey, I don't want secrets
in this family.

- You're brothers.
- I don't wanna hear what he has to say.

I'm sick of the drama.

I got work to do, Pop.
I'm going back to the office.

What are you,
a walking tornado?

What's with you?
Can there be any peace

- when you're around?
- Peace?

After you just butted heads
with Pasquale Perotti of all people?

What do you know
about my business with Patsy Perotti?

Come on, Dad.
You should know better.

Shit like that don't stay a secret
for a New York minute.

I should know what?

Know what?
That the man's a piece of shit?

Everything he stands for
belongs in hell?

I give you every opportunity
to come work with me

and this family
and you choose him instead.

I don't choose him, Dad.

- It's not like that.
- No, it is like that.

It is like that.
You choose that life.

That life.

That's the life you choose.

You know, every day
I pray in my own way.

And I pray every fucking day
you don't end up like that.

Man, not like him.

I don't know.

The more I see of you, Bobby,

the less I feel my prayers
are getting answered here.

You're committing suicide

and you don't even know it.

Your damn pride gets
in the way of everything.

You can't help me...

and I can't help you.

Jimmy, it can't wait.
Call Stan.

It's gotta happen today, now.

Just because I was
in the can for a while,

don't mean I lost
my touch around here.

I heard your name in the can
was "In the Can Stan."

Yeah, in the can.

Tommy used to warn me about him
without coming right out and saying it.

Take a guy like Chip over there.
Look at him...

young, handsome. You gotta stop
dressing like a fucking hillbilly.

Where do you get
this shit from, Stan?

Listen to me, Jimmy, my father...
my father's at risk.

Just meet us!

Here you go, P.
Use this one.

I can't believe
you're coming with us, P.

Why don't you just
let us handle it?

Jerry, when you get to my position,
you're supposed to get

guys like you that you could trust
to handle all your work.

But that's how you get soft.

I got to where I am

because I always
handle my own work.

That's just how it is.

You guys handle
Bobby and his crew.

His father's mine.

Look at all the paint on 'em.

Do you paint houses
or do you paint each other?

Done fixing yourself up,
pretty boy?

- 'Cause we got work to do.
- He's just gotta do my side...

- No, you're done.
- Come on, let's go.

Five years.

Five years I did on the inside
for this so-called family.

And this is what
it comes down to.

Let's go.

Underneath the seats.
They're already loaded.

Let's do it.

Step on it, Al.

Come on, Al! Go!

Holy shit.

Yo, Bobby.

Unscheduled extermination today, bro.

Yeah, this place is
crawling with bugs.

Yeah, let's just meet
at Jon's Deli.

- Got it.
- All right.

86 it, Al.

It's good news.

Here.
There's your sandwich.

After Sally lucking out
once already

in front of that bistro
and now with Patsy getting pinched,

- he just couldn't handle the pressure.
- Go ahead.

So of course,
what's he do?

He brings down whoever he has to
to save his own fat ass,

just like I thought he would.

All right,
what do you wanna know?

But for some reason,

Sally Vesca didn't give up
Baldano and his crew.

And for whatever reason,
these guys were confident

he'd keep his mouth shut,
at least about them.

Fat Sally feared this crew,

whether they were
on the inside or out.

And they knew it, so they went
about business as usual.

We still could've brought them in
on suspicion or association,

but we were waiting
for them to get comfortable.

Too comfortable.

Comfortable enough
to lead us even further

into their little world.

I can't believe this shit.

Fucking Patsy's never gonna know
how close we came to taking him out.

You were right.
You were right about this Fat Sally.

- I gotta give you that.
- You guys hear about Andre Swann?

Andre Swann?
What, is that

that kid that used to work
for Tyler Moss back in the day?

- Who's Tyler Moss?
- That dude who runs Coney Island.

Andre Swann was
one of his top dogs.

Anyway, he wound up
getting pinched.

He rolled on Tyler, wound up
doing a bit similar to ours.

Swannie wound up
in Alabama with the WPP.

Wait, if he's in the witness
protection program,

- how'd you know he's in Alabama?
- Yeah.

'Cause the cops
found him in a swamp

with a bullet hole in the back
of his head and get this...

a rat stuffed in his mouth.

And you think
it was Tyler Moss?

What do you think?
The feds questioned him,

no evidence.

You and me,
we're gonna go see Tyler today.

I already have it set up.

He had to find out somehow.

Maybe he can help us find out
what we need to know.

Yeah.

Uh-huh.

That's right.

- Show time.
- Here he is.

Here's what you get,
that's the code of respect

Don't try to...
what do you want from me?

Try to cross me,
I best to put you in check

What do you need from me?

Don't neglect,
four or five put you...

World-famous Coney Island.

Believe they wanna
do away with all this?

Asshole developers.
Tear it down, build it up.

They wanna knock down the rides.

They even wanna
build casinos here,

wanna turn this into a dump
like Atlantic City.

Coney is Brooklyn.

Coney defines Brooklyn.

Shit pisses me off.

Yeah. Well, I know you didn't
come here to hear me reminisce

about Coney.
Why are we here?

The shit we heard about Andre.

Yeah? What about it?

It's a damn shame.

Good old nigga like that
found dead in the swamp.

It's fucked up.

I agree. I do.

Be really fucked up
if someone like Johnny Morello

and his douchebag friends
wound up the same way.

Uh. I get where
you're coming from.

Well, I can't help you.

For some reason,
I think you can.

Well, even if I could,
why would I?

I don't know.
Maybe you forgot

about the favor
Tommy Bono did for ya

when you had your beef
with Richie Caiola.

Remember that?

Oh, y'all know
about that shit, huh?

Well, maybe, just maybe,
I can help you.

But you gotta do
something for me first.

And what's that?

Go talk to my cousin Will.

Go talk to him.
He'll tell you what's up.

I'm on top of the world,
I'm on top of the world

I'm on top of the world,
motherfucker, yeah

Yeah, for crying out loud,
oh mercy me

How come these songs
on the radio so nursery?

- Is about to bring out...
- Hey, Willie.

What's up
with this kid's lyrics?

It's like he's making up shit
as he goes along.

"Motherfucker this
and motherfucker that."

I thought you was trying
to clean his image up.

Trying, man.
You know these dudes, man.

- Damn.
- But you're not feeling it?

Check it out,
I'm on top of the world

I'm on top of the world,
I'm on top of the world

Motherfucker, yeah,
I'm on top of the world

I'm on top of the world,
I'm on top of the world

- Motherfucker, yeah...
- Willie.

Some guy named Bobby Baldano
is here to see you.

- Motherfucker, yeah...
- Send him in.

Hey yo, Joey, gimme five.

Yo, the shit
sounding good, baby.

Keep it just like that.
Stay in pocket with it.

Yeah, I know, I know.
What you expect?

I'm Joey "The Kid," motherfucker.

I ain't no bullshit-ass rapper.

The real deal.
Come on, Willie.

I'm gonna make you rich, man.
I'mma make you rich.

What you looking at,
motherfucker?

Oh, nothing.
I'm just...

- a big fan.
- Hold on.

Hold on, he can't hear you.
Talk through here.

Talk now. Go ahead.

Oh, I'm a big fan.

- I love your music.
- Of course you do.

I can't believe you got
Joey "The Kid" here.

He's gonna be huge.

I hope so.
I got a lot riding on him.

Hopefully he can stay out of trouble,
keep his nose clean.

Oh yeah, I've been reading
a lot of shit about him.

Yeah, well, you shouldn't believe
everything you read.

I mean, Joey needs to discipline
himself a little more,

stay clear of some of these assholes

trying to ride
his coattails, you know?

I need to protect him
from all that bullshit.

That's why my cousin
called you two.

When I picked him up off the streets
and got him back in the game,

he was running around
with a bunch of lowlifes,

doing all kind of stupid shit
to make ends meet, you know?

Anyway, he got in
pretty deep with these guys.

Now they won't leave him alone.

We've had a few altercations
with these scumbags.

They don't seem to get the picture

to step the fuck off

and let Joey get on with his life.

I love those feet.

See, that's where
you guys come in.

I mean, I can handle
this shit myself, no problem.

Look at Big Poobah over there.

He'll break somebody's fucking jaw.

But I feel I need an outside source
to deal with this one for me.

They're clean.

So what are
you guys looking for?

I got everything.

And you're all checked out,
so we can deal.

We're not sure.

Hector. Take this.

Look, it's very dangerous,
so be careful.

But if he thinks
you're a real buyer...

he'll meet with you.

My babies.

We got a Colt AR-15.

It's a beautiful piece of machinery.

The military uses it.
Shoots a.223.

It's nice and light, easy to handle.

Boom! Put it right up.

I love it.

Next we move onto the AK-47.

It's my personal favorite.
It's a beautiful thing.

Look at that.
You can never miss with this.

You got
a Kel-Tec 9mm carbine.

You go inside the house,
anywhere... boom boom boom!

And then...

fold it up,
put it behind your back

It's all good, baby.
We got a Beretta 9.

We got a Sig Sauer.
We got the Raging Bull.

The bullet's as big as my pinky.
We got the Colt Desert Eagle.

Look at this. Nice 25.
Gotta love it, baby.

And when you're done,
if you run out of bullets,

you hit 'em over the head
with it. I love it.

Is this a freaking gun or what?

Boom!
Right in the back of the head.

Boom!
Right there. Boom!

Blow a hole in their head
the size of a bowling ball.

So what do you think?

How about
we leave it up to you what you

wanna sell us this time?

We send more business your way,

we ask you for one small favor.

Favor?
What are you talking about?

A favor...
leave Joey "the Kid" alone.

Give him a shot
at this career of his.

You don't need him, but it couldn't
hurt having us in your corner.

You know what I'm saying?

You know what he's saying, right?

You dogs crack me up.
You're serious, ain't you?

Deal.

Done.

See? See?

What I tell you, Ty?
I told you Bobby's dead serious,

just like Tommy, man.

You can really tell
he was your mentor.

You earned this.

How did you come up
with this information?

I mean, it's unheard of.

Jimmy. You know
you can't ask him that.

Your boy's right.
It's none of your goddamn business.

But since y'all are some hardcore
motherfuckers and did what I asked you,

believe it or not,
I'm gonna tell you.

Only Tyler can make some shit
like this happen.

So come on, tell us.

No, fuck y'all.
I ain't telling y'all shit.

All right, all right,
all right, listen.

I'm banging this round-butt,
bigshot's assistant

from the FBI WPP, okay?

She told me where every confidential
informant has been relocated.

And she's hot too, baby.

I'm talking about some dark brown
Trinidadian-type shit.

Come on, man. Thank God
the FBI agreed to those minority quotas.

Can I ask a little favor of you?

A little favor?

You ain't got yourself one
big favor out of me already?

- Yo, fuck that... three?
- No, this is different.

See, I'm seeing this girl

and she can sing...
I mean really sing.

Kinda like Alicia Keys.

- I was just thinking that maybe...
- Say no more.

I know where you're going.
You take her over to Willie.

I got you.
It's a done deal.

Boy, you've got me
and I wanna be and I can...

- Always.
- I hear you are a fabulous singer.

- Bobby tells me you sing your ass off.
- I'm okay. I'm okay.

- She's way better than okay.
- We hear that. We hear that.

- To you, Rena.
- All right.

- Salute, girl.
- There we go. To Rena.

Salute.

It's good
to see you again, Gina.

Mmm. It's good
to see you too, Bobby.

- It's been a really long time.
- Gina, you can't smoke in here.

There's no smoking in this place.
It's disrespectful to Lenny.

Lenny is fine with me smoking.
People are smoking here all the...

- How about I'm not fine with it?
- Things have changed.

You're being disrespectful to Lenny
and I fucking hate this.

It's like kissing an ashtray. I told you
to put it out, now put it out.

- It's like kissing an ashtray?
- You guys fighting all...

- Maybe it's not so bad.
- Maybe a bit.

See, this is how she gets away

with all this bullshit,
because she's hot.

- See? No matter what, she's hot.
- Oh.

She's hot.
I can't... right?

I mean, all bullshit aside,
come on, tell me...

is she hot or what?

Come on, seriously,
look at her.

Look at his face.

I'm not gonna say that
about your girl, Jimmy.

Bobby, you don't think I'm hot?

Yeah.

Yeah, you're definitely hot, Gina.

- Oh, okay.
- Look, he's sweating.

Look at him, he's sweating.
He's sweating over here.

I'm gonna cheers to that.
To the two hottest broads in the place.

- I'll cheers to that as well.
- Rena and Gina.

- Can we go soon, Bobby?
- It's like a tag-team match.

Why?

I'm tired.

You know what, Rena?
It's not a big deal.

I actually need to go too.

- Yo yeah, that's right.
- I gotta take care of that?

Yeah. Don't leave
the other guy waiting.

I shouldn't be late.
All right, so let's go, G.

- Pack your stuff up.
- Yeah, of course.

- Always got somewhere to go.
- Somebody's gotta earn

to pay for all this
beautiful bottles and jewels.

Rena, it was nice to meet you.

Good luck when you meet Willie Davis.

I hope you guys blow up.
My brother.

- I hope you have a beautiful thing.
- All right.

- Gina, let's go.
- Great to see you, Bobby. Mwah.

Nice meeting you, Rena.

What's the matter?

That girl Gina's phony.
I don't trust her with you.

You're outta your mind?

That's my best friend's girlfriend.

- So?
- So?

I would never ever,
even if she wanted to, which she don't.

That's not
the right answer, Bobby.

The right answer is
"Why would I ever do

something like that
when I have you?"

Where's this coming from Rena?

I didn't think you had
a jealous streak in you.

I'm not jealous.

Bobby, I really like you.

I just need you to be honest.

I wasn't even
supposed to fall for you

in the first place, but... too late.

I'm not like that.

You got nothing to worry about.

Besides...

why would I want her
when I have you?

Now you say it.

Hey, buddy.
Are they biting today?

Nah, didn't catch anything yet.

Oh shit.

I know my time
is right now

I can feel it in the air

Don't know where
I'm going right now

Just know
I'm going somewhere

I'm going somewhere

Just know
I'm going somewhere

I'm going somewhere

Yo, and I feel like
there's no limit

I'm gonna make it
only if the Lord see Willy

I can feel it in my heart
they gonna hate this

But I know that
I'm destined for greatness

And I'm gonna make it,
make it, believe it

Open the eyes of those
who couldn't see me

And I know every odd
was against me

But I'm gonna beat...

So what do you want tonight?

Everything, baby.
Everything you got.

You ain't a cop, are ya?

- Are you kidding me?
- Still don't stop me

I'm still a movie
y'all haters keep watching

Home game,
too far to turn back now

I'm gonna make it
one day, somehow

I know my time
is right now

I can feel it in the air

Don't know where
I'm going right now

Just know
I'm going somewhere

I'm going somewhere,
just know I'm going somewhere

I'm going somewhere,
I put my all into everything

When everything I felt,
they was never gonna change

And stay the same,
so what should I change for?

I just need something
positive to aim for

And everything
I would do is so painful

Everything I went through,
I'm kinda thankful...

Oh, baby,
don't stop with the contact.

I may be drunk,

but I could swear I feel
some motion down there.

Yeah, come on.

So a guy walks into a bar.

His necklace says "Jo-Jo."

His bracelet says "Jo-Jo."

Even his pinky ring says "Jo-Jo."

A guy comes up to him
and he says, "Hey, Jo-Jo."

He goes, "Shh.
Nobody knows I'm here."

Hello, ball.

Yeah.

Shit.

Big fucking tough guy, huh?

Thought you'd find Johnny Morello

and take care
of business that easily?

Look at you now, tough guy.

Go ahead,
take a look at yourself.

Put it down, Johnny,
you piece of shit.

- I said put it down, Morello.
- All right, Bobby. Take it easy.

Look, I got money stashed away.

Maybe me and you
could do something.

Do what?
Get the fuck outta here.

- Put the gun down.
- All right, take it easy.

Look, I'm putting it down, okay?

Just calm down a bit, okay?

Look, I'm putting it down.

- Okay, can we talk?
- Now step away from the gun.

Did you really think
you were gonna get away with it?

Did you really think so?

Bobby, listen,

let me explain
what happened, okay?

Explain what?

How you're a dirty,
cheese-eating rat?

You don't even give
a fuck that your old man is

- gonna die in prison.
- Bobby, come on.

L-let me explain, okay?

Please. I'll give you
anything you want. Anything.

Just don't do what
you came here to do, okay?

Please.
I'm begging you. Please.

What are you gonna do?
Get your pen?

Gonna write about me some more?

I'll give you
something to write about.

Bobby, you didn't have to go...

I still wanna be able
to talk this out.

Fucking rat motherfucker!
Piece of shit!

Fuck.

You know something, Bobby?

I enjoyed writing that book.

I didn't think twice about ratting
you and your crew out.

I could give a fuck about your boy
that I just killed over there.

You're next, Baldano.

Always got your back, Bobby.

- You read it?
- No.

I look at the cover every day.

I won't open it.
I can't bring myself to read that.

You're through with this?

I'll tell you when
you're through with this.

What, do you think you're gonna
go out there on your own?

That's not gonna happen.
You belong over here.

You know something, Bobby?

I enjoyed writing that book.

I didn't think twice about
ratting you and your crew out.

- It's not like that.
- No, it is like that.

You choose that life.
That life.

That's the life you choose.

May you burn in hell

if you deceive anyone in this family.

Come on.
Did you really think

this wasn't going
to point to you, Baldano?

I gotta hand it
to you though.

How'd you find 'em?

Find who?

What are you talking about?

Oh, so it was just
a coincidence that the same

three guys that brought you
and your buddies down turned up dead.

Dead? Really?

- Come on.
- You think you made history, don't you?

Listen, I got things to do,

so if you're gonna
arrest me for no reason,

- let's just get it over with.
- No reason?

We could've taken you in
months ago for breaking parole

just for walking into that piece
of shit Patsy's dump of a social club

or for associating
with your buddies out in broad daylight.

What, do you think
we're stupid, Baldano?

Nah. We kept you
on the street for a reason.

Come on, practically the whole
Carana crime family is away now.

You'll be joining them
soon enough, Baldano.

That's what you think, Benson.

- I ain't ever going back.
- Really?

- You hear that?
- Mmm.

He ain't ever going back.

That Jew bastard.

I want him dead.

We need to get rid of him.

He has a big mouth,
kids around too much.

He's weak.
He's gotta go.

Take care of it, Jimmy.

Come on.

Guys, that might've worked
with Sammy the Bull.

It ain't gonna work with me.

What do you think,
I was born yesterday?

I mean,
at least you could've done

a better job with the...
with the sound splicing.

I got a nephew who went to NYU.

He could've done
a better job with that.

- I'll give you his number.
- Think you're that tight with Baldano?

Let's get them
the fuck outta here.

Pleasure.

Yeah, a pleasure.

Motherfucker did what?

They got brought in
for questioning.

So what happened?
Did they talk?

These motherfuckers rats too?

What do you mean
you don't know, bitch?

You're supposed
to know everything.

Find out.
I don't believe this shit.

What with this guy? Does he
always make you wait this long?

What's up with you, Bobby?

You're not acting
like yourself lately.

What's up?

Nothing's up.

Everything's the same.

The same?
The same, Bobby?

You don't even try
to hold my hand anymore.

When we first met,
you couldn't wait to get me in bed.

And now when
we're in bed together,

all you do is sleep
or toss and turn...

- Oh.
...and yell shit out.

Now I'm not satisfying you?

It's not that.

You could've had a good thing,

a fresh start

with your family, with me.

With everything.

A person like you can't handle

having a good thing in their life,

like you don't want
to believe it's possible.

And that's sad, Bobby.

That's really sad.

What took you so long?

You gonna get on or what?

I guess. All right.

Baby, some place
it's getting dark

Are you afraid...

Lemme get another shot
of Jack, Lenny.

Of what this could start?

Just forget what
you've been told...

You ever think
about the end, Lenny?

In the end,
who really cares?

Remember that girl Maria
I was seeing back in the day?

How could I forget Maria Maruso?

Dark hair, dark eyes.

You told me she even
had dark nipples.

Ooh, she was hot, that one.

Yeah, they're all hot

and they all wanna be around
when the chips are up.

Where was she when I got pinched?

She never came and seen me.
Nobody did.

Not even you.

Well, l... you know...

I had the business to run.
You know how that can be.

Bullshit, Lenny.

All that time?

You couldn't come see me
in all that time?

What? Think I don't know
you went to see Jimmy?

Jimmy, but not me?

I don't know
what to say, Bobby.

There's nothing to say.
You're just like the rest of them.

The one person
that came and seen me,

that really cared, was my father.

Look at me.
I'm a fuck-up to him.

- A loser.
- Come on, come on.

Don't beat yourself up like that.
It's gonna be all right.

- You're not a loser.
- Don't tell me it's all right.

Just pour me
another fucking drink.

That's all you're good for.

Make that two.

Gina.

So...

have you seen Jimmy boy?

I think he's still with Stan.

You don't have to cover
for him, Bobby.

I know he's cheating on me.

What? Cheating on you?

Don't talk that shit to me, Gina.

Well, I gotta lock up,
but you two take your time.

Thing is...

I don't care.

I don't care.

That there's nothing
truer than me...

Cut it out.

Oh, Bobby.

Gina, that shit
don't fly around here.

You're just upset.
You're drinking.

You don't know
what you're saying.

Bobby, I very much know
what I'm saying.

I should slap you in the face
for talking like that.

So do it.

Don't fucking test me, Gina.

Why? What's the matter?

You've never hit a girl before?

What, are you chicken?

Are you out of your mind?

Ow.

What's the matter?

- You're hurting me.
- You said you liked it rough.

- No, Bobby.
- You said you wanted me to hit you.

You're fucking hurting me, Bobby!

I'm sorry.

I've... I've been a bad girl.

I'm sorry.

Please don't...

spank me.

You wouldn't spank me,
would you?

- What?
- Is that what you're gonna do?

This what you want?

Fucking do it.

Do it.

What the fuck am I doing?

Fucking do it, Bobby.

Fuck it.

He thinks he can just disappear
like this whenever he feels like it?

I was faithful to that prick
the whole time he was in prison.

Yeah, I visited him
every fucking week.

Yeah, well,
let me tell you something...

he's gonna be fucking sorry,
that Jimmy V.

He fucked with the wrong bitch
one too many times.

Hold on a sec.
Come on, best out of three.

- Man, best out of three?
- Come on, best out of three.

You couldn't beat me
on your best day.

You would think you would learn
how to play this game,

being inside
for as long as you were.

All right,
it's point game, spaz.

Yeah, I can count, Jimmy.
I can count, okay?

That's right.
I forgot you're a Jew.

Oh yes, that's very original.

Victory!

Victory!
You suck, bro.

Jimmy rules.

That's it, Bobby bro.
You're up next, baby.

Get a little warmed up.

Lemme just get
a little water here.

Kicking his ass has
got me a little parched.

Yeah, I don't know, Jimmy.

I don't feel much
like playing tonight.

I just had a workout
at the gym.

Eh.

Get down!

- Fuck! Stan!
- Stan!

Stan!

What the fuck?

I can't see through...

I can't do this.

Rena. Rena.

What?

- What's wrong?
- You think I'm stupid, Bobby?

You think I'm blind?

You think people don't talk?

I can't believe I was such an idiot

to lower myself to be
with such a pathetic jailbird.

- Jailbird?
- You're a lowlife, Bobby.

Gina?

Hey, Bobby,
everything all right?

Yeah yeah.

- Where's Rena going?
- Just went for a walk.

It was too much for her in there.

If only Stan could see us now,

wearing these skullcaps for him.

He can see us.
You can count on that.

Oh my God. What did I do?

Talk to you later.
I got something I gotta do.

- Yeah.
- Come on, baby. Let's go.

He really does love this girl.

You know it wasn't gonna end here.

But Stan getting dropped like that,

I was just hoping
it wasn't gonna start something

that was never gonna end.

What's up with you tonight, man?

You're squirming around,
grabbing your nuts

like they're gonna
run away or some shit.

I gotta take a piss.

Well, go take a piss.

- You gonna be okay?
- I'm good.

You're sure?

Go to the bathroom.
I'm okay.

Go. Come on,
let me enjoy my meal.

A'ight.

That was it.
It was time to call it quits.

I mean, who was left?

What was left?

Bobby.

I have something
to say to you and Dad.

I'm done.
I'm done with this life I'm living.

I know that's what you want.

Well, now finally,

it's what I want too.

Dad, I wanna
come work for you.

I'd like to be a part
of Baldano & Sons.

Yeah?

You wanna work for me now?

You know what I heard the DA say?

He said there's
no way an Italian immigrant

coming from Italy with less
than two nickels to rub together

could possibly rise
to the affluence

of Baldano & Sons

without corruption
being involved.

You know that word?
Corruption?

Corruption? That's bullshit,
Dad, and you know it.

No. You know
what's bullshit, Bobby?

What's bullshit is
that my father,

your grandfather,
came here from nothing.

And he broke his ass

every day of his life

to hold onto the one little thing

he held in esteem.

And that was his name...

which is engraved on Ellis Island.

And you,
on the other hand, Bobby,

you never worked
one fucking day in your life.

But you took his name,
you took my name

and you pissed on it.

Which is consistent
with you, Bobby.

That's what you do...
you piss on people,

'cause you got no spine,

no backbone!

That's why I'm being indicted.

Indicted?

Yeah. You didn't hear what I said?
I've been indicted!

Joseph, please, it's not his fault.

- Just give him one...
- Run this by me again.

You want me to do what?
You want me to risk

the reputation
of this family again?

For what?
Take you back into fold

'cause you got
redemption issues? Hmm?

What happened to that life
you chose to live?

You don't wanna live it?

Then I'll tell you what.

- Dad. Come on.
- You... you be mama's boy

and you be my kid.

- You are never again, Bobby...
- Dad.

...ever welcome in this home.

Joseph, no more.

And as far as my company...

not in your wildest dreams.

Joseph, please,

- for me.
- You call yourself my son?

Give him another chance, okay?

We'll beat this indictment.
We didn't do anything wrong.

- You know what else we got in common?
- We run a clean business.

They'll find nothing.

We got shame.

Good old fucking shame.

All of us now.

All of us.

Except I'm done.

Get the fuck outta my house.

Joseph, you didn't have to do that.

He's still our son.

He's gonna kill himself
in that car of his

and you will never be able
to forgive yourself for it.

Did you hear the way
he pulled out of the driveway?

- Fuck!
- He's never done something like that.

I mean, not before.

Not like that!

Yo!

Where the fuck you learn
how to drive, homes?

What do you expect
from a fucking guinea?

This dude thinks
he's Mario fucking Andretti.

What you just say, Julio?

- Huh? You want some?
- I'm on probation, homes.

- Come on.
- This guy's crazy. Look at his eyes.

I'm outta here.
You're on your own.

Come on, fucker.
Come on.

Just you and me now.

Come on.
Let's see what you got.

Come on, motherfucker. Huh?

Huh? Huh?

What, spic?
What? Come on.

Come on, cocksucker.

Come on, spic!
Call me a guinea?

Come on!

- You could've had a good thing.
- You choose that life. That life.

A fresh start.

We kept you
on the street for a reason.

I'm through with this.
I'm done.

You have no choice.

You know what else
we got in common?

- No.
- We got shame.

All of us now.

Hey, Bobby boy.

You coming out of it or what?

Come on.

You know you're all right, right?

You're not missing nothing...

well, except for your dick.

But the doctor said they kept
Little Mikey's on ice

when they found him in the lake,

so we can always
just get 'em to sew his back on you.

Fuck you, Jimmy.

My car. My Goat.

Is it wrecked?

Your Goat...

she's another story.

She's just a piece of metal,

but you can just
rebuild another one.

Not like that one, Jimmy.

Not like that one.

Hey, is my family around?

Yeah, sure.
They were all here earlier.

But you've been out cold
for two days, pal.

I sent 'em home,
told 'em to take a break,

that I'd take care of ya.

Doc said you're good to go.
You can go home.

You're just banged up a little...

some bumps and bruises,
mild concussion.

Lemme tell you something...

you are one
lucky bastard, Baldano.

I'll just go get the nurse,
have her get you dressed

and we're outta here.
All right?

I'll be right back.

Okay, I'm gonna call down
to get you a wheelchair

to get you out of the hospital safely
and then you can go home. Hmm?

No no no no no,
there's no way this box of nails

is gonna get seen being wheeled
out of this place in a wheelchair.

Sir, it is standard procedure
for car accident patients.

I can't break the rules.

Enough with the rules
and stop calling me "sir," will ya?

I just need him to sign himself
out of the hospital.

Thank you.

All right, I took care
of the janitor too.

We're gonna go out through
the freight elevator.

You never know. You still may have
some enemies out there.

- Take this.
- What the fuck, Jimmy?

- In a hospital?
- So what?

It's your piece anyway.
You're gonna feel naked without it.

- You guys ready?
- No, it's all right.

We can handle it from here.

Just remember,
you didn't see us.

- Hey, no problem.
- Mmm.

- Aren't we going through the lobby?
- No, it's safer this way.

Always thinking.

I'm done, Jimmy.

Done?
What you mean, done?

Just what I said.

I'm done.

I've had it with this shit.

I ain't going back to the can.

I can feel it, Jimmy.

I'm gonna end up
right back in there,

maybe for good this time.

Just think of this as a pass.

Wow. You're serious.

I'm dead serious, Jimmy.

Thing is, I already burned
too many bridges.

I've still got you though.

We could start fresh.

We could go somewhere else.

Go legit.

Can you imagine that?

You and me, legit.

What do you say?

Jimmy.

I'm serious.

I know you're serious, Bobby.

And I was serious about this.

It don't matter
that I didn't pay for it.

It still would've meant
the same thing.

I wanted out too.

And I had my plans
for my life, but you...

I guess you had other plans
for me, didn't ya?

Come on, Jimmy.

What did she tell you?

You know that broad talks
a lot of shit.

You don't wanna marry her,
not a girl like that.

A girl like what, Bobby?

A girl like what?

Where was she
when I got pinched?

She never came and seen me.
Nobody did.

Not even you.

I had the business to run.
You know how that can be.

Bullshit, Lenny.

Think I don't know
you went to see Jimmy?

Jimmy, but not me?

Russo.

Yeah.

Oh, he'll be here.
Doesn't miss a day.

The son?

He doesn't have much of a choice.

But him?
I don't know.

Something keeps him coming back.

One of these days I'm gonna
figure out just what that is,

and I'm gonna finally nail
that son of a bitch.

Loyalty?
I mean, come on.

I have to be here.

I have to spend time
amongst my so-called friends.

- Good morning, son.
- Good morning, Dad.

But my father?

He can forget
this place even exists.

But he don't.

I never knew
what loyalty really was

until I finally
understood my father

and what he stood for.

But by then,
it was too late.

Blanks.
Jimmy thought of everything.

He loaded my gun with blanks.

He tested me,

and I fell for it

'cause I trusted him.

Well, he trusted me too.

So in the end,

who can you really trust

but your own family?

Comes a certain time
in the night

You question everything
you thought was so right

Your head dances
like a spinning top

Come this time

You're not too sure what you got

Ain't it so?

Ain't it so?

Pray for the morning

You pray for the morning

And it's a mercy life

Singing alone.

One shell in the chamber

- Get it ready and cocked
- Y'all ready for this?

One pull on the trigger

- Can I do it or not?
- Can I do it or not?

Galvanize
with so much sorrow

Desolation's my only friend

Feel the pulse in my heart,
feel the grip of my hand

One pull of the trigger,
the insanity ends

Melancholia,
it kills me slowly

Paralyzed and petrified

See my face,
I don't even know me

- My life is flashing by
- The end is near

Dying's an easy thing

Trying to crash and burn

It's living
that defeats the weak

I'll finally get my turn

Not gonna stake my life,
not gonna stake my life

I've got better things to lose

Not gonna stake my life, no

Not gonna stake my life,
not gonna stake my life

I've got better things to lose

Not gonna stake
my life, no

Not gonna stake my life,
not gonna stake my life

I've got
better things to lose

Not gonna stake my life, no

Not gonna stake my life,
not gonna stake my life

I've got better things to lose

Not gonna stake
my life, no

- Not gonna stake my life
- No, I'm not

Not gonna stake my life

I've got better things to lose

- Not gonna stake my life
- Don't take my life

- Not gonna stake my life
- Eternity

Not gonna stake my life

I've got better things to lose

Not gonna take my life

One pull of the trigger

Can I do it or not?

No, I'm not not
not gonna take my life

No one's in the room

I feel the pounding

I feel surrounding

Drowning, confounding

Pounding, surrounding

Not gonna, not gonna

Not gonna take my life.