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Bye.

Can I help you?

Yes, sir.

Need Mr. Scott's car right away.

Excuse me.

- Welcome to New York. Ha, ha.
- Ha, ha.

Somebody call for a plumber?

Huh?

Somebody need their pipes cleaned?

Room 1223

thanks.

Man: She's here.

You believe this stool pigeon gets a broad
and we can't even order room service?

Hey. He's our star witness.

Graham says give him everything he wants.

Yo, limpy.

Damsel awaits.

- I look okay?
- She's a hooker, limpy.

You could look like a homemade turd.

- Wise guy.
- Whoa. Big man.

Get it, rookie.

Somebody need the bed turned down?

You're the client, right?

I'd recognize that sing
sing sunburn anywhere.

Come on, sweetheart.

Let's go somewhere we can talk.

- Hey, babe, I'm with you.
- Heh

you do cops, baby?

You guys?

You guys couldn't afford a handshake.

Ooh huh.

I get champagne, honey. Yeah

dom, uh, per... perp...

Dp

All right.

Oh, baby. Ha, ha.

Yeah that's it shake it. Ooh.

That's it.

Yeah shake it come on shake it.

Cop 1:
The door, rookie, the door.

Room service.

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah, baby. Come on.

Here you go, my man.

Don't say uncle Sam never
did nothing for you.

Thanks.

Have a nice evening, gentlemen.

Limpy: Teddy. No, Teddy.

- Hey. Relax.
Limpy: Teddy. What...?

Teddy: Rusty ain't mad. “What?

But we can't let you talk, okay?
“What?

- We gotta get you out of here.
- You ain't gonna kill me, huh, Teddy?

No, man. We ain't gonna kill him.

Put your clothes on.

Oh, thanks, Teddy.

Thanks, Teddy.

Thanks.

Who says acupuncture don't work?

Woman: Robbie?

What, mom?

Bring your homework so I can check it.

Man 2: In a bloody rampage reminiscent
of the gangland hits of the '30s,

gunmen killed four police officers

and an unidentified man at the hotel Powell
late last night.

There's not much to check, mom.

Man 2: But the dead man
was a surprise witness...

Put your shoes on, sweetheart.
We'll do it on the bus.

How about them four cops getting killed
last night?

Yeah. Hey,

Lila, the babysitter, will bring Robbie home
from school for the next couple of weeks.

Make sure she has the key, okay, Jimmy?

Mom, the bus. Sure.

- Come on.
- You'll be working late, Valerie?

I'll be on jury duty.

Jury duty?

Valerie:
All you have to do is concentrate, Rob.

If three and three is six,

- then three and four is...
- Mom

how come there are 12 people on a jury?

Good question. Um...

Twelve apostles, maybe?

I thought when the cops
arrested somebody...

They just went to jail.

No, you see, the police just get somebody
they think is guilty.

But then there's a trial and sometimes
the jury decides they were wrong.

Cops don't make mistakes, mom.

Well, it's not really a mistake.

- They let the jury decide.
- But you don't know about police stuff.

Why are you on the jury?

Young man,

it is my painful duty to
say these dirty words.

Both:
You'll understand this when you grow up.

- Oh, Robbie, I don't know what I'd do without you.
- Mom

don't embarrass me.

Boyle: Oh, brother.

For god's sake, don't let him see that.

Come on.

Where were you?

Getting our stories straight.

Graham: Okay.

Let's see how you did.

John?

Ah, yeah.

Well, uh, we got a hooker for limpy.

I mean, you said give him
anything he wanted. You know?

Anyway, uh, they grabbed our girl...

Before she came in. The cops found
her in a dumpster at 45th and 8th.

Was pretty slick.

I am not interested
in their brilliant fucking strategy.

Nobody was supposed to
know we had this guy.

Come on, Dan, we were seen in sing sing
talking to limpy.

State police pulled him out of jall,
then we move him and four cops

into a suite in a big hotel.

We weren't exactly inconspicuous.

I guess we better request a postponement.

Oh, yeah. Sure, we can
just say to the judge,

"your honor, keep this man under
indictment till we find another witness"

ever hear of due process, asshole?

We've got a ton of physical evidence,
27 expert witnesses...

Can't bore the jury
with a lot of forensics, Chris.

We need the human factor.

Someone to say,
"I saw rusty pirone kill 11 people.”

Listen. I couldn't ask for a postponement
even if I wanted to.

I don't have to remind you people,
this is the biggest goddamn prosecution

we've ever pushed out of this office.

Big media from the day we busted him.

You have to ID limpy right away, Stanley?

The media's gonna wanna
know who he was, Dan.

I can tap-dance around it,
put a reverse spin on it, but...

Any other pirone people we can squeeze?

We grabbed the four guys
from the hit team originally.

The jenko brothers, they disappeared
before they came to trial.

Limpy we know about,
and Johnny red's a lost cause.

- You mean Johnny verona?
Boyle: Yeah.

He's rusty's uncle. He broke him into the
rackets. Brought him right up through the ranks.

He told us there was no deal from the jump.

Even after we hit him with a 50-year shot,
he wouldn't crack.

He's an old-style wise guy, Dan.
We'll never turn him.

Get this on straight.

- We haven't got enough.
- We'll use what we got.

Man 1: Hey, rusty!
- The match is on, boys.

They're gonna sell out
today, Mark my words.

All my sports fans.

- How you doing?
- How are you?

Spell my name right this time, will you?

Man 2: My man! - I'll give you
the authorized version. Mickey.

Graham: Look at them laugh.

They killed limpy,
now they think they're home free.

Doll, I'll win this for you.

Let's go.

- Mr. Graham.
- How you doing, rusty?

You okay?

I'm in control today, thanks.
I had a nice breakfast.

Couple of eggs, Canadian bacon.

Biscayne diner.

Oh, yeah. I know it.

Jeez, I forgot.

Another Brooklyn boy
here who made good. Huh?

Bailiff: All rise.

Air working?

Full blast, your honor.

Yeah

be seated.

Everybody's here, I assume?

So let's proceed with the voir dire.

Woman: Okay, listen up, people.
I'm only going through this once.

You'll be reimbursed for subway fare only.

No cabs, car services,
minibuses, rickshaws.

Subway fare only.

You will be paid $40 a day
while you're sitting.

Now, if you don't get your money, you complain to
the cashier at the United States attorney's office.

- Morning.
- Do not, I repeat, do not come crying to me.

Ahh! Oh, my god, it's rusty pirone!

This must be the big murder trial
I've been reading about.

I ook at that suit.

I don't want it talked about,
especially in front of this mamaluke.

What do you think, Susan?

The ladies are all a-Twitter.

They love him.

Women do not respond to this guy.

My advice...

Load up on women.

They'll hang him.

Women.

Good morning, ladies and gentlemen.

My name is Daniel Graham.

I'm the prosecutor in the case
of the United States of America v. Pironhe.

This is my cocounsel, Eleanor lyons.

Defense counsel will be Leo greco.

Both sides have jury consultants.

Mr petrie and Ms. fine.

Ladies and gentlemen...

The defendant is charged

with controlling a continuing
criminal enterprise.

He's charged with conspiracy to commit
murder and assault with a deadly weapon.

The government will prove that Mr. pirone

formed an assassination team

from within the scuddudo crime family

to eliminate enemies,
government informants...

And police officers.

And that Mr. pirone personally participated
in the murder of 11 people

over a period of three years.

We will begin the questioning
with Mr. Lawrence Bennett, your honor.

Bailiff: Next juror,

Valerie alston.

Here

good afternoon, Ms. alston.

Can you tell us what is
it you do for a living?

I own an antique clothing store downtown.

You're married? Divorced

you have any children?

I have one son.

Being on a jury in a major organized-crime
prosecution like this

could represent a considerable
inconvenience to you.

- Yes, it could.
- But you're willing to do it anyway?

I guess it's my duty.

Do you know the defendant

or anybody connected with him?

No

She's perfect.

Like putty in our hands.

We accept Ms. alston, your honor.

We applaud Ms. alston's sense
of civic duty, your honor.

The defense welcomes her to this jury.

Bailiff: Next juror, Jane Lyle.

- I'm back.
- Hi, boss.

- So that's it. You're finished.
- They chose me.

Elena: Oh, what a honor.
- I'm gonna do it.

You're crazy.

You're a single parent.

You have a business.

They'll let you out.

It's a duty, you understand?

You don't get out. You do it.

I distinctly remember you
being on a jury, dad.

Man:
Oh, yeah. That's right, honey.

That was a big case too.

Some guy stole a backhoe
from Hannah's farm.

Yeah, well, the principle's the same.

Well, I'm sure, but...

But I had your mother.

I wasn't a single girl,
trying to survive in that jungle.

Come on, it's not that bad.

Man: Three and one to moss.

Timlin is shut down tonight.

There's... on Woody Williams, just called
up from Syracuse and ready to go tonight.

Man:
Three one to moss and he's aboard,

a base on balls, the first
issued by Juan guzman

with two out here in the second inning.

It's a boring fucking game.

I'm gonna take a leak.

You people have been chosen to decide
the fate of a fellow human being.

And you must bear in mind

that he comes into this courtroom
an innocent man.

As innocent as any of you.

The government will offer you audio tapes

that you cannot understand.

Video tapes of old friends
shaking hands on the street.

Since when is that a federal offense?

If you let Mr. Graham convince you...

If you let Mr. Graham convince you

lifelong friendship is a crime,

you will be abetting him in a grave
miscarriage of justice... your honor!

I protest this obvious

and deliberate distraction that has been
engineered by the government.

Mr. Graham, do you have an explanation
for this sudden intrusion?

Bad timing, your honor.

I apologize to the jury and to Mr. greco.

Greco: Ladies and gentlemen...

A man's life is at stake,

and the government indulges
in cheap theatrics.

- Thanks.
- How do they expect us not to talk about the case?

It'll be easy for me. The man is obviously
guilty as sin and that's that.

There's no doubt he's
guilty of a lot of things.

We just have to decide if he's done
what the government says he's done.

It comes to 7.50, including
a 15 percent tip.

If one of us pays with a credit card
and collects cash from the others,

- then we'll have a nice deduction.
- Sounds good. I'll start it.

Check out Mr. Duffy.

Our steadfast foreman.

Man:
Here you go, pal. Valerie alston.

Thanks.

Graham:
Murderer drives a small sharp instrument,

usually an ice pick,
into the base of the victim's neck.

It's an odd method of execution,

yet it seems that it would require
more skill than just, uh,

blowing the victim's brains out.

Gray: It's very efficient.

Severs the spinal cord.

It's quiet and there's very little blood.

It leaves a signature,
doesn't it, detective gray?

Oh, yeah, it's unique.

Murder incorporated used it in the '30s.

- It also sends a message, does it not?
Gray: Yes.

Graham: So it could be used
by an organized-crime hit squad,

to let its enemies know
they were responsible...

Objection. Calls for a conclusion.

Sustained. You know better than that,
mr Graham.

I apologize, your honor.
I'll rephrase the question.

Graham: Oh, here's a beauty.

Take a look at this one, John.

Oh, wow.

This is the headline in the post.
I can see it now.

"The gay godfather.”

You deliberately intruded on Mr.
Verona's privacy.

Those cameras were placed in the bathroom
to identify drug traffickers in the prison.

We did not target or abuse Mr. verona
in any way.

You release those photos,
you'll be ruined professionally.

Probably.

But if I don't put rusty in jall,
I'll be laughed out of town,

which is worse for a proud guy like me.

You can understand that, can't you, John?

Yeah, I can.

Yeah. Sure, you can.

Because you got a lot of pride too.

You're a man of honor.

A moral man.

I got five kids, three grandchildren.

The youngest one's studying
for the priesthood.

This'll kill them.

I know, John.

I hate to put you between
a rock and a hard place.

But you gotta decide.

Do you testify or don't you?

Either way, I'm a loser.

Let me put a different
spin on it for you, then.

You gotta choose to repent.

You gotta seek redemption
through confession.

You and rusty killed a
lot of guys together.

You got a lot of blood on your hands.

This is a way of wiping it clean.

And if I don't?

Then every paper,

every TV station in the country
gets a copy of these photos.

It's a funny world we live in, John.

They'll forgive you for being a murderer,
but once they find out that you're a...

Sissy...

They will never, ever let you live it down.

So try to be here about 15 minutes early,
all right, folks?

Folks, folks, remember...
You wanna come with me?

You mustn't discuss the case at home.

We have to forget everything we've heard,
all right?

All right.

That shouldn't be hard for Duffy.

Did you see him at lunch today?

Maybe he uses Martinis as a memory aide.

Share a cab? I'm in Brooklyn heights.

I'm on the West Side.

Oh I'm crushed.

I'm Valerie.

- Good night, Paul. See you tomorrow.
- You know my name.

I'm miraculously restored.

Well, I'm off for another adventure
on the subway.

(Ood luck.

See you tomorrow.

Taxi!

Thanks. Vesey: My pleasure.

Have a nice trip.

Pirone: Hey, Tommy.

Tommy!

Look at him, living in a dream world.

Will you wake up, you fucking lush?

Phillie!

You know, you can't muscle
Tommy vesey, phillie.

He just ain't scared of us.

What's to be scared?
All you can do is kill me.

Anyway, you need me around, rusty.

All this twerp's good for
is tasting your coffee.

You piece of shit.

Pirone:
Phillie. Phillie, please.

You know, you're a bigtime cop, Tommy.

How do you think they turned my uncle John?

Well, there's no mystery. Either they got
something on him or they made a deal.

There is no deal. They'd have to tell us.

Then they got something on him.

I known this man all my life, though.
There's nothing.

Then they made a deal.

But he's family, Tommy.

Why?

Why would he betray me?

Everybody knows that the wise guys
always make the biggest rats.

Do they?

Well, this wise guy owns youl.

And I bought you cheap,
a long time ago, remember?

Yeah, I lifted up your badge, Tommy.
You know what I found?

I found a bum.

For hire.

I checked out your jurors.

Yeah?

We're all ears.

In my humble opinion, they can't be fixed.

Nobody's got any guilty secrets.

Yeah? No blackmail, huh?

Any of them need money?

Everybody needs money, but...

You don't want some retired mailman
buying a Ferrari all of a sudden.

We can't bribe them, we
gotta go to plan b, huh?

This is where I came in...

You sit down.

You know what I'm thinking?

I'm thinking the money I pay you,

you could afford to be a coconspirator.

And you go to plan b...

Wise guy.

Mr. bonner,

you say that you were in
limpy DeMarco's crew.

That means he was your boss?

The crew boss, not the big boss.

Did he ever tell you who the big boss was?

He didn't have to. We knew.

And the big boss was...”

Rusty pirone.

Objection.

Witness had no personal knowledge.

Mr. bonner,

did limpy DeMarco ever say
who the big boss was?

Rusty pirone.

You folks got one hour for lunch.

- There's a great dim sum place...
- No, thanks. I'll grab a sandwich across the street.

The guy in the third row is his bodyguard.

Robbie's gotta be at soccer practice
at 2:15, Lila.

- Fridays we get out at 3, so...
- You got an hour for lunch.

Valerie: Okay. Gotta go. Bye.

Coach:
Get up the side! Come on, Bobby, kick it!

You looking for a little dark-haired kid
in yellow shorts?

Take a little ride with me, okay?
I wanna talk about Robbie.

Who are you?

- Get in.
- No_

That's not the way.

On the floor.

- Come on.
Valerie: Where's my son?

Vesey: Robbie is fine.

Where's my son?

Edmund: "Where's my son? Where's my son?”
heh-heh-heh

shut up.

I told you, Robbie is fine.

Nothing's gonna happen to him
as long as you trust me.

What do you want?

I got a message for you from rusty pirone.

He wants you to know he's innocent.

The government is involved in a
multimillion-dollar conspiracy to set him up.

He wants you to help him vindicate himself.

How can I do that?

All you have to do

is vote to acquit him.

That is all he asks.

Don't listen to that phony evidence
Graham throws at you.

My one vote can't get him off.

It can hang the jury.

It can help us win one
battle in a very long war

against Graham and his lies.

This is crazy.

I can't do this.

You've got no choice.
You've gotta vote to acquit him.

And you gotta keep your mouth shut.

You can't go to the cops.

Ask me why, Valerie.

Why?

Vesey:
Because they can't help you.

So they throw another charge on
pirone's list. What's it gonna mean?

He's up for murder.

So the cops protect you.

With these mutts on your case, it
won't matter. They will wait...

Until the cops go away.

Four, five, 10 years.

- And then...
- They'll kill me.

Not right away.

We'll let you live long enough
to watch your son die.

- Then we'll kill you.
- Yeah, you can't hide, baby.

Look at jfk. Heh, heh.

There is only one person

who can guarantee your life.

And that is me.

If you vote to acquit...

I'll keep you both alive, my word of honor.

Do it the easy way.

Yeah, the vesey way.

Valerie, look. Look. You see?

He's just fine, Valerie.

Let me go to my son, please.

- Please.
- No_

Not like that.

Not crying.

You gotta be mom as usual.

Juror as usual.

Everything just the way it was
before I came into your life.

You think you can do that?

Yes

Show me, Valerie.

Boy: My turn.

(Give me the ball.

Teddy: There's your mom.
- Robbie.

Robbie: Mom!

Hey, mom, you gotta see these great tricks
Teddy can do.

It's no big deal, you know.

Wow, you're really good, Teddy.

Yeah, I gotta go. Maybe I'll come
help you practice again, all right?

Yeah. Teddy: Bop-bop-boom.

See you, Teddy.

Yeah

anytime you need a lift, Valerie...

Just call

yeah

thanks. Bye.

Bye!

Vesey: Guess who.

What do you want from me?

I want you to relax.

After what you put me through?

You're no good to yourself
or me if you freak out.

I ook.

I can fix this for you.

But you're gonna have
to do everything I say.

You're gonna have to trust me.

You think you can do that?

I have no choice.

That's an honest answer.

Force yourself to eat.

Take a couple aspirin and get some sleep.

Stay calm.

Stay focused.

I'll get you through this. I promise.

So

That chick turns you on.

That lady...

Is in a jackpot.

I'm just looking to give her a boost.

Mm.

How about me?

I don't see you giving me
no midnight pep talks.

You're a mutt, Wanda.

You don't need me.

You just need another drink.

Ritchie!

Admit it, vesey.

That chick turns you on.

Stay calm.

Stay focused.

Man:
As the government's star witness,

limpy DeMarco was kept
under tight security.

But a hit team working
with military precision

was able to murder him and his heavily
armed bodyguards and then disappeared...

Emmett:
I ook who's here! I ook who's here!

All right. All right.

Robbie: Grandpa!
Emmett: Hey. What do we got here?

Look at the big guy.

You sure this won't be an inconvenience?

Are you kidding?

Look at the boy, honey.
Look how much fun he's having out there.

Robbie: Go over there.

He and I are gonna have us a grand time
the next couple of weeks.

Oh, by the way, I talked to Dorothy Pierce
over at the school.

There's no problem.

- Shame he'll have to miss cub scouts.
- No, he won't, either.

We got a den up here. You know, those kids
he made friends with last summer?

Hey.

In a couple of weeks
he won't want to come home.

Now, come on. Sit down.
Have something to eat.

Robbie: Here

bring it back to me, Amber.

Emmett: Come on, Valerie.

Eat your breakfast before it gets cold.

Dad

12, 73...

I do a 100 of these every day.

Oh, yeah?
My boyfriend does them paratrooper-style,

one hand behind his back.

What? Is he on steroids or something?

Camille: Um, well, you know...

It's been statistically proven that more
people have heart attacks on Monday

than any other day of the week.

Let's all go to work on Tuesday.

Woman: Mr. Duffy, would you like a cup?
Duffy: No, I have one.

Woman:
Oh, how ecologically correct of you.

Duffy: No. Do you know...

Coffee, milk, no sugar.

I notice these things.

Thanks.

You look like you had a relaxing weekend.

Quiet.

You're currently serving a life sentence
at attica prison, are you not, Mr. bonner?

Bonner: Yeah. “What for?

Parking in front of a fire pump.

Answer the question, Mr. bonner.

Why else would I be doing life? Murder.

Murder.

Isn't it true that the justice department

has offered you a deal
in exchange for your testimony?

They said they would recommend

favorable consideration.

Favorable consideration ..

To a man convicted of
murdering four people.

They gonna give you a pardon, Mr. bonner?

They didn't say.

Money?

A new identity?

A job?

A chance to murder a few more people
under government auspices?

Objection, your honor.
That's a cheap shot, even from Mr. greco.

The jury will disregard the question.

Proceed, Mr. greco.

Did rusty pirone ever pay
you to kill anybody?

Not in person.

Isn't it true that you never even laid eyes
on rusty pirone before today?

That you're just trying to wangle a deal

with the justice department
to save your skin?

Isn't it true that you're
just a wannabe wise guy?

Objection, your honor.

Counsel is badgering the witness.

I'm just trying to get to
the truth, your honor.

Answer the question, Mr. bonner.

What question?
I don't remember what the question was.

Did rusty pirone pay you
after you murdered these men?

No. Greco: Who did?

You gonna hang this on limpy, rusty?

Greco: Who paid you, bonner?

Limpy loved you, rusty.

In limpy's eyes,

Jesus Christ was an empty suit next to you.

Answer the question.

What do you give him for standing up?

An ice pick in the neck!

Sit down, bonner.

I'm glad I'm doing this, rusty!

Feld: Order in the court! “Wait.

Feld: Order!

I don't give a fuck what happens to me!
Order!

I just wanna show the world
what a dirtbag you are!

Yeah, you! You!

Order! Order! Get this man out of here!

Bonner: You suck!

I spit blood on you!

(Get him out of here. He's dismissed.

Did you see the look on pirone's face?

Not a blink of his eye.

He could care less.

Man: He cares. Mr. bonner
better get himself a facelift

I love the way Graham turns

and looks at us
like we're sharing this major secret.

He makes a crushing point,
as far as I'm concerned.

Who else would have wanted
these people killed?

He's a total hunk. I bet you he
runs for governor or something.

- This case will give him a big boost.
- Didn't they tell us not to discuss the case?

Wasn't that the first thing they said?

Come on, Valerie, it's patently obvious.

The man is innocent until proven guilty.

It's patently obvious
we're disregarding that fact.

You're right, Mrs. alston,

we shouldn't be discussing the case

until all the facts are heard.

We're back, folks.

Jane.

A leader is born.

No, thanks.

Jane.

Jane.

Listen, I...

I can be a smug, self-righteous
little bitch sometimes.

Sounds like something
your ex-husband told you.

Besides, you're right.

Everybody knows my tongue
outruns my brain.

That sounds like something
your ex told you.

It was my mother, actually.

Hey, Mr. Graham.

So”?

How did I do, Mr. Graham?

You did, um... you did great, hughie.

Maybe we'll get him a new
identity in Hollywood.

Think so?

Valerie!

This came for you.

Thanks, Jimmy.

Robbie

Robbie.

Vesey: You're giving
me a lot of heartache, Valerie.

I just wanted to make sure
my son was safe.

There's such a thing as being too safe.

I don't understand that.
I don't understand anything you say!

Listen to the teacher.

The boy's our edge, see.

If we know where he is,
we know where you are.

If he gets out from under our thumb,
we got no gun to your head.

Which means everybody gets killed.

You, your son, your old man.

Work with us, Valerie.

You can't get away.

Stop trying.

Mr. verona, can you tell us
how you dealt with maxie henning?

He was shylocking,

skimming off the vig.

Rusty and I got him in the Van,
put him in the backseat between us.

What's the matter with that broad now?
She looks like she's on Mars.

Verona:
Poor bastard was shaking like a leaf.

Once we got on the belt parkway, we pounded
him a couple of times, you remember?

Slipped a plastic bag over his head.

Held him down. He fought for a while.
And then he stopped, and then he begged.

Then his face turned purple.

That's a brutal way to
kill somebody, Mr. verona.

Rusty likes to watch people die.

(God.

"Likes to watch people die."

The man's an animal.

Excuse me.

Valerie: Hi. - Hi.

Pretty graphic testimony.

Heh I've heard worse.

These witnesses are really brave
to come forward like that.

What, those mutts? Are you kidding?

They get a great deal.

New name, new city, new house.

All paid for by uncle Sam.

Heh. It should happen to me.

So anybody who gave evidence would have
that kind of protection?

Anybody who turns in rusty...

Hey, delahanty.

Don't be telling tales out of school.

Hey, vesey, can't I talk to a pretty lady
without your butting in?

Fraternizing with the jury
is against the constitution.

Keep an open mind.

That's the American way.

Who's he?

Tommy vesey, ex-cop.

Big hero on the homicide squad. Heh.

You better get your coffee, doll.
We're back in five minutes.

Hi

Why are you going around behind my back?

I'm trying to save your life.

Like you saved those four cops in the
hotel? Like you saved limpy DeMarco?

I had nothing to do with that.

Why should I believe you?

- You'd do anything for pirone.
- I couldn't care less about pirone.

He buys it, I find some another geek
to do errands for.

That has nothing to do with this.

Oh, yeah.

I forgot. This is all for me.

You don't buy me, fine.

You can believe this, that man is
nervous enough about you as it is.

If he finds out you've been making moves,
he'll freak.

He'll start killing.
That's the way he solves his problems.

They'll catch him. He
won't get away with it.

The name of the game, Valerie,

is hot who dies

but who dies first.

That'll be your boy.

You're boxed. You got nowhere to go.

You gotta stay with the program.

You cannot jump off now.

Verona:
Rusty hated Matty Russell

because he wouldn't kick back
on the union contracts.

So we took him up to rusty's place
up into the woods.

We staked him to a tree

and then shot him in the knees.

Rusty began shooting him in the groin

and in the, um...

Uh, the testicles.

I said, "for chrissake,
rusty, finish him oft."

He said, "no, I want him to beg.

I want him to beg for me to kill him.

So I could shoot him in the balls again.”

You're a liar, right, Mr. verona?

I tell lies.

You're a murderer too, isn't that right?

I kill guys who would've killed me
if the shoe was on the other foot.

You're a lying, thieving murderer

by your own admission.

Do you really expect this jury
to believe anything you have to say?

I'm not asking them to believe nothing.
It's the truth.

The truth?

And just what are you getting
for this sudden attack of truthfulness?

What kind of deal
have you made with Mr. Graham?

No deal

greco: No deal?

You mean Mr. Graham is
not going to reward you

for sending this innocent man to jail?

He's not going to give me nothing.

- How could he do that?
- I don't know. I don't know.

Rusty, that wasn't my fault.

(Arab the car.

Johnny red sure put on
a show in there today.

I loved that part about shooting the guy
in the nuts.

Our girlfriend isn't paying
a whole lot of attention today, is she?

Vesey: She's all right.

I had a little talk with her just now.

Did anybody see you?

Don't worry.

I'm looking to spend the next 50 years
of my life in a sardine can.

- Did he just tell me not to worry?
- Hey. You know, it is me and Valerie, right?

Heh, heh. We're gonna save your ass.

Just hope you appreciate it.

Lyons: Dan.

We are losing one of our ladies.

- What happened?
- Got hysterical at the break.

She was having nightmares about pirone.
Said she wanted off the jury.

Shit. Where is she?

She's passed out in the bathroom
on the third floor.

Shh.

There's a room with a big couch.
You can lay down and put your feet up.

No, I don't wanna lay down. I'm okay.

- I am okay.
- Okay.

Camille.

I cannot afford to lose you, babe.

I got the background on
two alternates jurors.

Forget it.

Let's ask the judge if he'll offer
the jurors 24-hour protection.

Let's see if Camille will go for that.

Wanna play it big in the media?

Yeah leak it

hint about threats to unnamed jurors,
et cetera, et cetera.

Okay.

- Come on. All right.
Camille: I'm okay.

That'll lead the 7:00 news. Ha, ha.

Officer:
You can go downstairs. Come on.

Cop:
Hey, Jimmy, you want a slice?

- Thanks.
- Hey, that's mine.

Hey, come on.

Two cops outside my door.

What a luxury.

Jane: It's the minimum requirement for life
in a big city.

I did get a little nervous

when they said we should
report anything suspicious.

Have you noticed anything?

Not a thing.

Ah-ah-ah.

Are you gonna scream?

No?

How'd you get in here?

I go where I want.

But the police are out front.

Honey, these police are nothing
but the undertakers.

They show up to move your body.

Didn't I walk right by them?

I could kill you right now and I'll
walk out of here like nothing happened.

I guess you could.

That is the last thing that I wanna do.

Are we partners?

I guess we are.

(00d.

Let's get off this gruesome subject.

I looked around your place.

You got a lot of nice old stuff here.

I collect things from the '40s and '50s.

You're an old-fashioned person. I see that.

That's nice. Just like me.

I ife made sense

in the old days, huh?

Take a man in my position.
He'd never go to trial.

Men like me, we paid for our respect.

Right?

And we got it.

The good old days.

You think what you want,
but there was peace,

there was quiet when
people like me ran things.

Women and children like you,
you were safe on the streets.

Do you know why? We did business.

You could lower your prices
and drive out your competition here.

I kill the guys who get in my way.

You admit it?

In your world, people go bankrupt.
In mine, they go to sleep.

Okay, so that's your world.
Why do I have to get mixed up in it?

That's what I'm trying
to put across to you.

Do you think I like this?

Do you honestly believe that I like putting
the arm on a nice lady with a little boy?

Why you doing it, then?

I don't got a choice.

I got a government here, they persecute me.

You know, you got Colombians and Jamaicans

mowing innocent people down there
on the street right now.

Do you think anybody gives a shit
about this? Excuse my language, okay?

They spend millions,

millions, of taxpayers' dollars

trying to crucify here, rusty pirone.

And they write me up on top of that
like I'm some kind of a wheel.

I'm a nothing, do you understand?

I'm a nothing. I'm the boss of no bosses.

I'm not saying I'm an angel,

but I never hurt nobody
didn't come hurt me first.

You'll kill me?

Right, because you could
hurt me tomorrow, honey.

But you're with me now.

And we're gonna do right by each other.

Now, what is this?

You don't think I see”?
You're lovely woman.

I feel for you.

I know, you're going along great,

and all of a sudden,
you're in business with me, right?

You need rusty pirone in your life.

- And he needs me.
- Right.

But you don't got the leverage.

They could put me under 10 tons
of concrete, and I'll reach out.

I kill you, your boy or your father,
what do you do to me?

Nothing.

I have the power here,
do you understand this?

You're a desperado just like me.

So forget these mamalukes out here.
They're not gonna help.

And whatever your father told you,

your mother told you, the
priests, the teachers...

Forget.

Because the only guy you really
gotta worry about now, Valerie...

That's me.

- I'll do what you want.
- Good.

You're a smart qirl.

Well, you like old-fashioned
clothes too, huh?

I sell antique clothing.

This stuff is great.

This reminds me of the
movie stars, right? 1940s.

They had some classy women in those days.

Not like the sluts they
got running around today.

Come here. Put this on for me.

Please.

You should think of me as family.

It's funny, I love old movies.

You know, sometimes I wish
I could go back to the '40s,

just to meet somebody like, uh...

Hey...

These are nice.

They go with that.

You look just like one
of those movie stars.

You're in control

you don't have to prove it.

This would make it official

Right.

- What do we own, a piece of this?
- No, we own the whole thing.

- Are you okay?
- Are you kidding?

I'm the guy who falls into a sewer,
comes out with his pants pressed.

Hey, give me that.

Yup.

There is nothing in the world
like a classy piece of ass.

Sometimes we must use
extraordinary means

to apprehend and convict
a dangerous criminal.

Sometimes we must use the evil elements
of our society

in our battle against the evil
which threatens to overpower us.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen,

we've used crooks to catch a crook.

But only because law-abiding citizens

do not associate with
criminals like rusty pirone.

Yes, we offered certain inducements
to hughie bonner.

But, ladies and gentlemen,

you saw the depth of his hatred
for rusty pirone.

You heard John verona,

Mr. pirone's uncle and closest associate.

You heard him testify to the bestial crimes

they planned and committed together.

John verona asked for
and received nothing from us.

He's a man who simply wishes
to purge his soul,

to restore his honor

and the honor of his family.

I think we should begin with a quick vote.

I loved it. He had them right here!

I was waiting for that old
broad to stand up and salute.

Was that a smattering of applause I heard
at the end of your summation?

Must've been my mother.

I couldn't believe greco's
persecution line.

Nobody's gonna buy that crap.

Looks like we're gonna
make it home tonight, bro.

We could've gone across the street.

We could've gone to the moon.

Look, Mrs. alston.

It's 11 for and one against.

Now, don't you have any respect
for our opinions?

It's not a matter of respect.

I just don't think they proved their case.

Jurors: Ugh!
- You keep saying that over and over again.

What do you want?
God to come down and tell you he's guilty?

Don't browbeat her, Rafael.

For chrissake,
after all the testimony we've heard?

- Even his uncle thinks he's a murderer.
Paul: His uncle made a deal

you said you have a real problem
with the evidence,

but this is what you get in every trial
of this nature.

What is it”? Photographs
of pirone with some men?

Each of whom ended up dead!

Doesn't mean he killed them.

Neither do video tapes of pirone talking
to these so-called assassins.

There's nothing so-called about them.

They're all convicted murderers, Mrs.
Alston.

How many times do I have to tell you?

My name is not Mrs. alston.

Pirone:
Hey, you want a drink, Tommy?

Go ask Benny in the back.

No

I like a little piano music when I drink.

Not a bunch of old men
clicking bocce balls.

Aha.

Hello?

Where?

Okay.

Your jury has checked into
a hotel for the night.

Why can't they make up their fucking mind?

The more time they spend,
the better off you are.

Probably trying to wear down
your girlfriend, rusty.

I guess you could forget that.

Because my lady is gonna stand up for me
all the way.

You don't understand, Paul.

Look, I've marched for a
million different causes,

and I believe
in a defendant's constitutional rights,

but in this case I really feel
that pirone's gotten a fair trial.

Paul, I cannot vote to convict this man.

Okay, Valerie, I respect your position.

Actually...

You're beginning to make me feel like...

I'm compromising my principles.

Elliot:
This is not a constitutional issue.

Valerie: Yes, it is.

The man is being tried on the basis
of his reputation,

his notoriety, his prior convictions,
everything but the evidence.

Simply not true. There's tons of evidence.

- All of it tainted.
- How can you say that?

Because if they had any one of us on trial,

they wouldn't be able to use the hearsay,

they wouldn't be able to use the
unconstitutionally obtained surveillance.

It was not unconstitutionally obtained.

Can I say something?

People like rusty pirone were not around
when the constitution was written.

- Irrelevant.
- Would you let him speak?

Let me finish. This is a man who has as
much power as the government in some ways.

He has millions of dollars.

He has sources of information.

That does not mean we should deny him
his constitutional rights.

- I have to agree with that.
- Oh, great.

- Now you're on her side.
- I just like that part of her argument.

- I know what part of her you like.
- That's completely out of line...

Hey, you guys!

You wanna get into a pissing contest,

or you wanna resolve this?

Woman: Right.

Jane: Paul, Paul...

That guy's been on my case from day one.

Albert:
Let me get this straight, Valerie.

You are convinced that
pirone is guilty, right?

No, I'm not, actually.
You're not?

He could've been set up.

People in this country have been wrongfully
accused before, haven't they, Albert?

That's true.

Listen, I don't care about rusty pirone.

I care about myself.

What if the government
gets a vendetta against me,

or any one of us?

Will some other jury allow their use
of trumped-up evidence?

Will they allow Graham to crucify us?

That's the most blatant piece of sophistry
I've ever heard.

There's no need to get personal.

Duffy:
This constitutional thing is a red herring!

Elliot: Rusty pirone is a mad dog!
He has no rights!

We can't get into that kind of thinking.

Come on, people, this has nothing to do
with the constitution,

which none of us knows
anything about anyway!

Speak for yourself, Elliot.

Please, Paul.

I think this is more basic.

You find pirone attractive, don't you?

Woman: Oh, no, not that.

That's great. Just great.

No, no, no. All that crude, evil power? I bet
you like that. I bet it really turns you on.

You're a sick bastard, you know that? That's
disgusting. And I'm not going to tolerate it!

Why do you think they allowed
so many women on the jury?

Because they know pirone's got this
cheap vulgar sex appeal that women go for.

It seems more likely you would go for that.

Wrong, dear. I have better taste.

Now, you're all going off on tangents here.

And you're not?

You started this
with your stupid accusations against me.

- Don't call me stupid, pal!
Paul: Get your finger out of my face!

Duffy:
Let's... let's get back to basics.

Mrs alston refuses to deal with the facts.

Paul: Excuse me, but her point is
that they're not facts at all.

Jane: And for the 99th time,
her name is not Mrs. alston.

But we're hardly into the second day, your
honor. Pulling the plug would be premature.

Can you at least give them a Murphy charge?

Send them back?

In most cases I would,
but this is different.

I've spoken to the four jurors myself.

There are four for acquittal?

The deliberations seem to have gone down
a side road of governmental misconduct.

Misconduct?

I want to congratulate you, your honor,

for your fair and impartial handling
of this trial

all rise.

Be seated.

I understand you have worked hard and long

and were not able to reach a verdict.

I thank you for your efforts,

but I am sorry they did not bear fruit.

Jury is excused.

Lyons: We had a strong case.
A strong presentation.

The jury got sidetracked. It happens.

- We'll get another shot.
- Mm_

Only this time, the spin is,

the jury let themselves get hoaxed
by this constitutional thing,

and it shouldn't happen again.

Good evening, folks.

Excuse me.

- What's this?
- Champagne.

Compliments of Mr. pirone.

Prick.

He's not going to drink champagne
in my face.

Dan, Dan!

Dan, what are you doing?
“Talk to him.

Lyons: Dan please.

Salud, asshole!

You know, this is the kind of class move
I should've expected from you.

This is my joint, pirone.

You wanna celebrate?
You go to one of your fucking rat holes.

Yeah? You gonna throw me out?

I'm not scared of you, pirone.

I grew up with scum like you.

No, you grew up with me,
you wouldn't have grown up.

Rusty, back off. Who cares”?
He means nothing.

I'm not finished with you, pirone.

I'm gonna put you away.

Even when you're dead,
I'll come spit on your grave.

Spit on me now.

Man: Relax get him out of here

- come on, spit. Spit.
Man: Get him out of here.

I'm gonna put you away.

Thank god for the constitution, huh?
Protect me from opportunists like you.

Protect all of us from
opportunists like you.

Vesey:
I'm proud of you, Valerie.

Thanks for nothing.

I'm free now, right?

Free as a bird.

And I never have to see any of you again.

We're out of your life forever.

Watch out, mom!

Yes! Yeah

see”? I play every day.

And my game's gotten better.

That's why I want you to stay.

Robbie: Oh, nice shot!

You'll be slam-dunking by spring break.

We moving here for good, mom?

I miss my friends.

You'd make new ones. You already have.

Mom, are you okay?

I'm fine.

I couldn't be better.

Everything is just fine.

Don't say I never gave you nothing.

I thought I was through with you people.

Consider this as a house call.

I know you've got...

That empty, hopeless, sick feeling.

And nobody in the world
you can talk to about it.

Except me.

What?

Have you been thinking
about going to Graham?

You expect me to tell you?

Don't do it.

Confession will not be good for your soul.

Anyway, you got nothing to be ashamed of.

You don't think so?

I let a murderer go.

You saved your kid's life.

Nobody can blame you for that.

When he kills again?

It won't be nobody you'd have for dinner.

I ook.

Rusty pirone is racing to the cemetery.

All you did was give him some time
to catch his breath.

You did your thing. Now you walk away.

It's not that easy.

Something happened to me in that jury room.

I lied to people.

I used them.

I played on their weakness.

Flirted when I had to, played the martyr,
the weak little woman.

It's over.

Everything's back to normal.

No, it's not.

I'll never be the same.

You changed me, vesey.

It was a question of due process
and constitutional rights.

Valerie alston really put it
into perspective for me.

You should have seen the way
they jumped on Valerie alston.

They simply would not allow a woman
to express a dissenting opinion. Heh.

That woman is to blame,

100 percent.

She's typical of what's going on
in this country today.

Valerie alston,
Valerie alston, space cadet.

But she took over in the jury room.

In the early voting, she
was the only holdout.

Which means she came on the floor
with her mind made up.

- We thought we had her in our pocket.
- You think she had a hidden agenda?

You checked her background.

Any criminal history?
Mob connections? Radical politics?

Boyle:
She's a sweetheart of sigma chi.

Did she exhibit any odd or unusual behavior
during the trial?

Boyle: Not really.

She moved her kid up to her father's place
up in the country.

Took him out of school.

Like she was scared of something.

- Can you get in the house?
- Hey, boss, I can't...

You can't get a search warrant
because she voted against you.

Yes, I can, if I suspect jury tampering.

Juror number 4, as I live and breathe.

Hello.

Won't you join me, Ms. alston?

I come from a large family.
I hate to eat alone.

I'm in kind of a hurry.

Hey. You ruined my career. The least
you can do is break bread with me.

Valerie: I'd expect to find you
in more elegant surroundings.

Graham: This is the new thing,

according to New York magazine. Yeah.

Americans are returning
to more traditional values.

They... they're getting married younger,
they prefer simple food.

Is your career really over?

You really sound as if you care.

Truth is, I, uh...

I got a personal interest in nailing guys
like rusty pirone.

What'd he do to you?

Graham: It's not what he did.
It's what he represents.

L, um...

I grew up with these guys.

I have a friend.

His father worked in the docks.

They beat him to death
because he ran for union office.

And when my friend tried to get even,
his own family...

His own family told him, "let it go.

Just let it go. It's better for everybody.
Let your father's death go unpunished."

That was the old days.
They don't have that kind of power anymore.

It's true.

We got pirone on the run.
He's not the man he used to be.

He's the boss of no bosses.

Graham: Yeah. And that makes
him even more dangerous.

He's a con and a rat.
He's got nothing to lose.

Listen to me, Valerie.

I know these guys like
to portray themselves

as romantic desperados
who kill only their own.

But they prey on innocent people.

I don't have any illusions about
rusty pirone, believe me.

Then why did...?

Pfft never mind.

You know, I'm sick of
talking about this trial.

Do you want a coffee?

Sure.

Boyle:
Found these in her bedroom trash can.

Not like the lady to rip
up photos of her son.

Nah, she wasn't ripping her son.

Say hello to Teddy parnell.

He's got three priors for attempted murder,
assault with deadly weapon.

He does freelance work for pirone.

I know it's late, but I gotta talk to you.

Don't tell me, you come from a big family
and hate to sleep alone?

This isn't a come-on and you know it.

Could we shed some light on the subject?

Don't you remember where the light is?

Oh, I forgot.

You were experiencing
America's return to traditional values

while they searched my house.

You know this guy?

Only too well.

I've gotten him out of my life, I hope.

Graham:
But this guy's a lowlife.

- He's done time for assault, attempted murder.
- That's nothing.

You know what his greatest crime is?

He's a lousy lay.

Then he expects you to
wait on him hand and foot.

- Where'd you meet him?
- In a bar on the West Side

want me to put this on tape so you can play
it back in the privacy of your boudoir?

You're overselling. It never happened.

You want a drink, Mr. Graham?

I'll tell you what happened.

This guy parnell, he got to you.

He threatened to kill you and your son
if you didn't vote to acquit pirone.

Are you a man who blames everybody else
for his failures?

You should've called immediately.
I could've protected you.

- This nightmare wouldn't have happened.
- Mr. Graham, I think you've been working too hard.

- I'm trying to help you.
- Get your hands off me.

You're a hypocrite.

You've no right to say that.
You never gave me a chance.

I can't believe I fell for that
"they killed my best friend's father" line.

That was the truth.

Truth?

Tell me you wouldn't lie,
you wouldn't withhold evidence,

you wouldn't sacrifice anybody
to get what you want.

All the saints are in heaven, Valerie. I'm
just trying to put a very bad man in jail.

And you don't care how you do it.
There's no right or wrong here.

This is a private war
between you and pirone.

Okay, it is a vendetta.

But as long as people like rusty pirone can
make millions off other people's misery,

as long as he can kill at will,

as long as he's free to do whatever he feels
like doing anytime, then nobody's safe.

Yeah, they pay me,
careerist prick that I am, to stop him.

And I can't do it.

I can't do it without you.

There's nothing I can do.

Then it don't stop there, Valerie.

The only way I can get pirone
is to get you first, and I will.

I got strong evidence
that I can easily turn into proof.

Good night, Mr. Graham.

You better start thinking about who's gonna
look after your kid when you're in jail.

Hi, boss.

Phillie:
So I put a guy outside her house,

and guess who comes waltzing out
at 1 in the morning?

Our friend mr Graham.

He was in and out of there
in less than an hour.

An hour, huh?

What is he, a fireman?

You gotta have a whole night to do justice
to a woman like that, my friend.

Man: Hey, rusty.
- Hey, how are you?

- Congratulations.
- Thank you.

We were rooting for you.
“We were.

The jury must've got your vibes, honey,
because I am free I'm on the street

I look great too. Put me in a movie.

We can do better.
I wanna make a movie about your life.

About my life? Get out of here.
My life is boring.

Thank you, though, honey. Boring.

Listen, put me in a movie,
let me wear my own clothes.

I'll make you look good.

You know, if she was sitting there right now,
she'd put every one of these whores to shame.

You still here?

Phillie:
All right, no knives, no guns.

This can't look like a hit.

Edmund: Chill, Phil, we know
what you're talking about.

Phillie:
We don't want any fingers pointing our way.

So you want us to make it
look like a sex crime, phillie?

You can make it look like
mono-fucking-nucleosis for all I care.

Will you get your nose
out of that shit and listen to me?

Keep it down in the
peanut gallery, will you?

Wanda: Vesey.

Valerie?

Shut up.

Get away from me.

Mm.

Come on.

I'll put on a little white see-through...

Talk that little-girl talk.

You'll never know the difference.

You could never be her.
You wouldn't know how.

Get away from and keep away from me!

Wanda: Check it out, vesey.

Because this is the closest you're ever
gonna get to your beloved Valerie.

Come on, baby. Hang with your friends.

We want you.

Wanda: Oh, excuse me, miss.

Yeah, I'm looking for this
vintage clothing store.

Hi

Help me!

Help!

Phillie says take her to the rambles.

Like somebody grabbed her by her house
and dragged her into the park.

Help me!

Help me!

Somebody!

Help me! Help!

Let's go!

Peek-a-boo! Heh-heh-heh

no, no. Don't kill me!

Let me go!

- Put her down. Let her beg.
Valerie: Don't kill me!

Oh, shit! Aah!

Back off, Edmund!

- Unh!
- Vesey!

Wanda: Hold it! Hold it!

Vesey: Okay.

Okay, Valerie, let's go.

Vesey: Run. Run.

Are you hit?

No

That's good.

Let's go.

You go ahead. I'll follow you.

I'll call an ambulance. No.

Later you gotta square it with pirone.

What do you mean?

It's gone too far for the cops.

He'll send a thousand mutts after you.

You gotta straighten this out yourself.

How?

You can push his buttons, you can...

You can get over on him.

Just like you did on that jury.

You saved my life.

(Set out of here. (Go.

Valerie: Surprise.

Oh, the lucky qirl.

Now, where you calling from?

A booth.

I didn't want this number on my record.

You're a smart qirl.

Thanks.

Now, what do I do for you?

I want to show you that I can be trusted.

I want to know I can trust you too.

You know what?

I think I'm glad you made it.

Hey, hold it, fellas.

Got it. Let's move.

It's getting so not even the bad
guys are safe in central park.

Graham: Who's that?

Boyle: Tommy vesey.

Crooked cop. Drugs, payoffs.

Ended up doing odd jobs for pirone.

Yeah, it's a pirone party.

But where's the host?

You're gonna love this.

He ditched a tail on the westside highway.

The guy could be anywhere.

Vesey: The name of the game,
Valerie, is not who dies...

But who dies first.

That'll be your boy.

Pirone: Now, whatever your father told you, your
mother told you, the priests, the teachers...

Forget.

Because the only guy you really gotta
worry about now, Valerie, that's me.

You sure you have enough privacy here?

Lucky I'm a country girl.
I know how to drive these roads.

Very lucky.

Very lucky indeed.

You want a cocktail?

It's a little early.

Not for you. You've been up all night.

True.

You ever try a yellow parrot?

Well, here's a drink
you see in all the old movies.

And may you live a hundred years.

Sweet

this where you killed Matty Russell?

No, no, I sold that joint a long time ago.
This is my private hideaway.

Nobody knows.

Nobody but me.

Why don't you sit down?

You tried to kill me.

Yeah, you're my first
failure too, in 20 years.

Vesey saved me.

Is he okay?

He don't owe nobody money no more.

Took guts for you to come here.

It's the only thing I could do.

I have to show you that I can be trusted.

- I'm not gonna talk.
- No?

Graham is on your case.

Now, how do I know
he's not gonna break you down?

Because there's nothing in it for me.

Graham can't prove anything without me.

And I'd be crazy to turn
my life upside down

to prove a case against a man who has
the power of life and death over me.

I'm impressed.

That's a good proposition.

That's nice.

Just not good enough.

What more can I give you?

Come here.

That night...

You liked it?

- Hmm?
- I liked it.

Pirone: Yes

Mm mm.

Yeah

you and me start going around,
we'd make all the papers.

The godfather and the juror.

Graham would lose his mind.

I gave you the good news.

What's the bad news, rusty?

I don't trust anybody.

I don't trust the stool
pigeons in my family.

And my freelancers are dead.

Even vesey.

And you're the only one left here
that really knows what the hell went down.

Now, what would you do?

You could trust me.

You know you're the first person in my life
I don't want to hurt?

Yeah

I'd be a fool to let you live, right?

I must be a fool

Yeah, you die.

Smart girl.

Doorman says she came home around 10:00,

looking good,
like she stayed the night somewhere.

Any news of pirone?

Boyle:
He's vanished. Nobody knows where he is.

I think they clipped him.

Yeah, that's what that massacre
in the park was about.

That's great for us. That's great.

The spin is that the other families
were so worried about our prosecution,

they killed pirone
to take the heat off their own scams.

What do you think?

Valerie isn't a party girl.
She don't stay out.

You were wrong about Valerie, Dan.
Why can't you admit that?

She's a ditz.

She was out of her league on that jury.

Look, she's got her kid,
and now everything's back to normal.

Normal? Hey.

Excuse the language, Eleanor.
You never know about these broads.

Sometimes the quiet ones...

You know what I mean.

Maybe she's got a secret life.

Well, she's not gonna
have any secrets from me.

Robbie: Yeah!

Yes! My room!

All right!

I feel like my room is hugging me, mom.

It missed you.

He really is happier here.

- It's his home.
- Mm_

Mine too.

Grandpa, look at this.

- Come here. I want to show you something.
- Uh-huh. Ha, ha.

Valerie: Where's the team?

I can't see them.

Maybe we came to the wrong field.

Maybe they called it off.

Valerie? Hi.

Hey, you don't have to do that.
I'm one of the good guys.

So you keep telling me.

So you like soccer, Robbie?

Spare us the courtroom charm, Mr. Graham.

I like sports.

Boy: Hey, Robbie!
- You like games.

Come on, Robbie!

Come on, mom!

You're one tough customer, you know that?

Okay, rusty pirone's missing.

Disappeared. Nobody knows where he is,
not even his own guys.

Want me to find him for you?

Maybe you could tell us
where to start looking.

I'm sorry. That was clumsy.

Listen to me. Please.

It's just me here. No wires, no backup.

It's not about nailing anybody anymore.

I just want to know.

Did rusty pirone get to you?

You just gotta say one word, yes or no.

I can't do anything to you.

I don't want to.

I just... I just want to know.

You live your life
believing in justice and the rule of law.

And someone grabs you
off the street in broad daylight,

walks right past the
police into your bedroom,

tells you he'll reach out from the grave and
kill your son if you don't do what he says.

Have you ever been confronted
by that kind of evil?

You don't think about right or wrong.
All you think about is survival.

You do what you have to do.

Thanks.

Robbie: Mom, come on! Let's go!

Valerie.

You'll be okay?

I'll be fine.

Now I'll be fine.