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We could open the Deuce up.

A fresh one.

He might have gone off
to troll some young hustlers.

I'm a whore, C.C.

You made that pretty clear
to everyone on set today.

Don't forget to enjoy yourself.

No fucking plexiglass.

That's fuckin' genius.

Hey!

The people watching this movie,

they don't wanna be
in a woman's head.

- Porn.
- The only reason

to put up with those goombas
is for protection,

what the fuck are they
protecting anybody from?

- I love you, Vincent.
- Everyone loves a sucker.

Announcer Attention customers

for the Albany Express
Direct bus.

The bus is now loading
at Gate 32.

This is a gate change.

Albany Express Direct
now boarding at Gate 32.

Larry Brown Looksa
you, you from afar.

As I live and breathe.

- Baby, you a college girl?
- Dropped out.

- I might go back, but...
- Nah.

Education's wasted on the youth.

Classroom's a box. What
you gonna learn in a box?

I just said that
to my parents last week.

Bet you did. And now you
here in the big city

for a real education.

From the University
of Life As Lived.

Yes. Yeah.

I see it all in your eyes.

It's as plain as day.

My name's Larry Brown.

Brenda Peterson.

Hey, you. Go.

Get your ass outta my seat.

Announcer Keep your
personal belongings with you

at all times.

- You got a crib?
- A what?

A coop. Place to stay.

My mom has this cousin I've never met.
I'll see how it goes.

I'm gonna ask you a question,

and I'm gonna answer
that question for you.

OK.

What's your dream?

What is it about the big city
that brought you here?

- Well, I...
- Shut. Said I was gonna answer it for you.

You wanna be an actress.

You wanna see yourself
in movies.

OK, now you're scaring me.

It's your lucky day,
Brenda Peterson.

With my industry connections,

and of course, after we get to
know each other a little better,

I can most definitely offer you

the proper assistance
and direction.

That's what I need. Directions.

We gonna get along
right fine, you and me.

How do I get to... this address?

I'm supposed to meet a guy
at 300, and I...

really don't want to blow it.

Announcer Now boarding
at Gate 7, Trailways...

It's cool.

I'll find it.

You know they're gonna
exploit you, right?

You gonna get yourself
exploited!

- Ta-da!
- Irene, what the fuck?

Hey, look.
Let me ask you this, alright?

Which one of ya's doesn't want
to triple their daily takeaway?

Now let me see hands.

Alright.

Watch this.

Take that, take this...

Props... here we go.

Where the fuck's he goin'?

Frankie Alright. Irene,

put the thing in the thing.

OK.

This ain't gonna be pretty.

Alright, window goes up,

this is you.

Alright. Thank you.

Ya keep dancin'...

Ooh! Another one?

Thank you! Look at that!

I got tipped twice
for one pat on the ass.

That's nice work if ya can get it.
Know what I mean?

What happens the third time?

I don't know.
You play fuckin' patty-cakes.

I signed up for a show.
No touch.

Shay Hey, don't knock it.
The girls at

at that joint
over on 49th Street,

they are makin' money
hand over fist.

Frankie That's right.

OK? Now Rules.

Rule number one, alright?

You gotta make sure
the mook ain't a cop.

Second rule.

You make sure
he don't touch you anywhere

that you don't guide him first.

What, like... internally?

Tsk. Nah. Fuck this.

- What? Dee. Come back.
- Dee!

You ask me, we'll make
a shitload more in tips

than if they're just
stickin' money in the slot.

That's right. Very wise.

OK.

Third rule. You make sure
his hand...

goes through the partition
to you, alright?

You don't put any part
of yourself onto his side.

And if you do, make sure it's
something you can live without.

I was just jokin'.

I was kiddin' there. Alright?

Look, don't worry, alright?

Anything happens,
there's a button

on the side of the window,
you press that...

and if that don't work, then...

Booth Dancer Then what?

- Yell.
- Yell.

OK.

This is a good thing!
For all of us.

This is progress!

Frankie Tell 'em.

Yeah.

No such thing as free money.

Good set last night, right?

Great set.

I like where
you're goin' with it.

- More personal.
- Finally, right?

'Cause honestly,

all that "Rimbaud
is my spirit animal" bullshit

was starting
to give me hemorrhoids.

Him, Baudelaire,

Apollinaire, Frigidaire...

and all those other
bad-boy poseurs.

Rimbaud wasn't a poseur.

"I am a beast, a nigger, but I could
be saved. You are sham niggers."

No offense, bro.

"I enter the true kingdom
of the children of Ham."

Ham and a side of hash browns.

Sean Exactement.

You wanna make honest art?

Look to where you been.

Sign it for me?

Why don't you
come back down again tonight?

I'll have a real gift for you.

If I can get in for free.

Man
Hey, where's my light meter?

Where's that... fucking wimple?

It's on your head.

I love that word.

- Joss, can you get Harvey for me?
- Yeah.

"Wimple."

Candy says...

What? What does she want?

Where are they?

They?

No. Come on.

It's just a couple of fries.

Harvey, just stop.

You know I'm right.

Candy needs to talk to you.

- Candy.
- Harvey.

I'm not doin' this anymore.

- Doing what?
- Doing this.

Priests, nuns... rabbis.

You're religious now?

No, it just offends me.

I stayed up all night
writing this scene.

- Ask Joss.
- Harvey, this whole script is shit.

Hey. Hey, I'm trying
to say something

about organized religion
in this movie,

it's a statement piece.

Saying what, exactly?

Did you hear the one about
the blind guy at the Seder?

They hand him a piece of matzah,

he says, "Who wrote this shit?"

You gotta get rid of Melinda.

She's fucked up even when
she's not fucked up.

No problem. Anything else?

Yeah.

I'm not doing any more
Daddy Knows Best scenes.

That's a fantasy.

That's not my fantasy.

That's someone's fantasy.

Hey, you want me to keep
bangin' out films for you,

you gotta give me some
better shit to work with.

And you have gotta let me start drawing
some lines for myself. Otherwise...

Alright. Absolutely.

I've also been thinkin'
about something else.

I want 20, 25 tables
and a small stage.

So, live music?

Yeah, but mellow.

American songbook.
Like at the Carlyle.

So that means a dance floor.

Maybe a little one.

Nothing anybody'd go crazy on.

There's enough discos
downtown already.

This is more one of those Nick
and Nora Charles nightclubs

from the movies, you know?

Some wit and class to it.

More conversation, less cock.

Something like that.

Been to your other club
a few times.

Did you have fun?

I did.

Good.

Be that as it may,
I'll need 20,000 up front.

Like I told Kenneth,
15 as a deposit,

five for two months' rent
in advance.

We have to talk to some people.

Can we get
a little time on this?

Whatever you need.

This isn't it.

The movies that stick in a
theater for more than a month,

they cost more, and
they're better than ours.

So how about getting the
fuck out of this shoebox

and making something
really special?

Because this crap
that we're doing now,

I mean, I would be amazed if
the guys sittin' in the theater

stay to the end of the movie
after they squeeze one out.

And the best flicks,

they make you think a little,

they make you laugh for real.

Because they give you story.

- We give story.
- No. The real moneymakers?

Alice in Wonderland?

Right? It's fuckin' based
on Alice in Wonderland.

- Misty Beethoven's based on My Fair Lady.
- Shaw's Pygmalion, actually.

Devil in Miss Jones
is based on a French play.

- That would be Sartre's No Exit.
- Will you stop, please?

But it's a bit of a stretch.

Don't do this smart-ass
film buff thing of yours.

I'm just trying to talk to you.

I'm just trying to talk to you.

I'm listening to you.

And I'm not going to those
fucking spaghetti-benders

I have to deal with
for more money.

- Neither are you.
- Takes money to make money.

- What?
- You heard me.

Et tu, Mrs. Brute?

OK.

- I'll raise it on my own.
- Yeah?

Good luck with that.

Harvey What now?

- Woman Fuckin' awesome!
- Man Nice job, Lori.

- What happened?
- I got nominated!

- For what?
- Best Supporting Actress.

That's fantastic! Which movie?

Family Head.
I'm dreaming, right?

- That's amazing.
- Taught her everything she knows.

Please. I got off that bus
with skills, and you know it.

Too true, Lor, too true.

- Whose side are you on?
- Harvey. Best Director.

- Get the fuck out.
- Let me see this.

My...

Come on.

Nobody's saying nothin'
about it.

Any of your friends out there been
acting any different than usual?

Like how?

You mean like paranoid?

Yeah. Everybody. Every day.

You would be too
if you was one of us.

Who ain't been around
since then?

Dunno.

There's this one kid,

kind of like a joker,
always crackin' everybody up.

That's why
I'm thinking about him.

He kinda disappeared.
But I don't know his name.

Maybe Skeef? Skaff?

White, black, or Puerto Rican?

There's something
you need to know about me.

I do what I gotta do,
but I got a girlfriend, too.

Flanagan You knew the Doomsday
Defense was gonna show up,

but Jesus, eight turnovers?

It's embarrassing. Morton
got his ass handed to him.

So much for vindication.

How's your case goin'?

You know, zeroing in,
zeroing out.

You don't have
to feel guilty anymore

about not taking me
under your roof.

I wasn't feelin' guilty
about it.

I'm back with the wife.

Is that a good thing?

My new philosophy Every choice
you can make in life sucks.

Given that, best thing you can do is
choose the thing that sucks the least.

Over there.

- Actress Unhh!
- Taylor... Tyler.

Raise her hips up about six inches.
Otherwise I can't see the insert.

He does that, he's gonna
be bangin' on my eggs.

- I don't want to hurt her.
- Shana, Fuckin' da Vinci

had to lay on his back
for ten years

with paint dripping in his eyes.

But guess what? It's called
the Sistine Chapel.

Sacrifice for your art, OK?

- Randall, a word, please.
- Randall Cut.

Find me another fuckin' angle
that works, please.

I know you think you're an
artiste, but this is not a church.

- The woman just said she's not comfortable...
- Alright, alright. I hear you.

So, what was so important
you couldn't make today's call?

She's here now. What?

And she was over at
Harvey's shop this morning.

Word gets around, Lori.
You double-booked yourself.

- She's in demand.
- It's my fault.

I told you both that I could,

and I didn't realize.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Go suit up, Miss In Demand.

Who are you?

The agency sent me.

I audition today.

OK. We'll use you in the orgy.

Go talk to her,
with the clipboard.

She'll run you through
hair and wardrobe.

Come on.

Lori.

Yeah.

Don't be apologizin'
for who you are.

See, girl,
we just keep moving up.

- And with this award...
- It's just a nomination, C.C.

You gonna win, girl.

- Abby Miss me already?
- Guys Hey, Abby.

So why was I summoned?

What's the deal?

Big Mike
You're throwin' away sevens!

Hey, Mike.
You're in charge tonight.

- What?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Vince. Him? Come on.

Did I say Mike was in charge?

Yeah, I think I did.

- What the fuck?
- Abby Where are we going?

Road trip. Tonight only.

- What about the Hi-Hat?
- Yeah, what about the Hi-Hat?

I called Annette.

She's gonna come in
and cover for you.

Boss man, I don't think I was
angling for any kind of promotion.

Beside the fact that
you're crossin' lines here.

I mean, I'm fuckin' blood,
right?

Mike, you're gonna be fine.
You know why?

'Cause I trust you.

Fuck this!

Fuck this fuckin' game!

My grandma plays gin!

Let's go.
I got a rental outside,

you bring your camera, you want.

Mike, it'll be fucking great.

Good luck.

Adam Can I ask you something?

Sure.

There's this girl, Frances
Matarazzo, in my homeroom.

I really like her,
and I think she really likes me.

- OK.
- But my best friend Stan, he really likes her.

So I want to ask her
to go to the movies,

but I don't want to make Stan
feel crappy.

And I don't want him
to get pissed off at me

and not be my friend anymore.

Yeah, sounds like a problem.

I mean, Mom,
Frances doesn't even like him.

If you were me,
what would you do?

I don't know.
Girls are gonna come and go.

Mom, I really, really like her.

Then I would ask myself

which was
more important to me...

the friendship
or the movie date.

So you're goin' out
with girls now?

Just a few.

As opposed to every girl
in the world?

Stop, OK?

You know, I've been doing
pretty good at work lately.

What do you think about me looking
around for a two-bedroom?

- OK.
- Like, for us.

Not a good idea?

- We can look together.
- Yeah.

I don't mean right away,
but soon.

- How soon?
- Soon.

Here we are.

Wow.

Come on.

Yeah, it don't look
like much now,

but you shoulda seen it
when I was a kid.

- Jesus.
- What?

Condom graveyard down there.

The Coney Island whitefish.

Yeah, summertime there'd
be couples down there

doing everything from makin'
out to straight fuckin'.

My friends and I would
be up here peering down,

we'd see a couple people
humpin' away,

we'd pour water on 'em through the
slats and then run like hell.

Pure class.

Lots of babies being made.

Lots of kids running around
Brooklyn with the name Sandy.

Did you ever
take any girls down there?

Once. Marie Amalfitano.

But we were in like sixth grade,
so it was mostly kissing.

For me it was
always the boathouse.

My parents' club.

Well, welcome to the great
state of Un-Connecticut.

I think I would have had
a lot more fun here.

Yeah, I heard
she's a dental hygienist now.

- Who?
- Marie.

Amalfitano.

Saw you also got one
of the AFAA nominations.

You too? What was yours for?

Best Actress.

Whoa.

Just Supporting, me.

It's all cake, right?

- You see me on TV last night?
- Unh-unh.

Midnight Blue.

That Channel J show.

With the Screw guy. Al.

That Channel 35 show?
Yeah, I've seen that.

He interviews you
just like Johnny Carson,

except he's asking you, like,
about fuckin' and suckin'.

You should go on with him.

Millions of guys watch,

and you don't have to do much.

- He just asked you to on it?
- Nope. Kiki set it up.

She's your manager?

Manager, agent, whatever
she wants to call herself.

Do you want to meet her?

Maybe another time.

So anyway,
after we taped the show,

the guy Al, he invites
me back to his office,

and I'm thinkin',
"OK, here it comes.

Now I gotta blow him
or whatever for the spot."

But really he just asks
if he can go down on me.

Just asks it like
I have to give permission.

What?

And afterwards he gives me
half of his sandwich

and we talk about how he
can't get his favorite deli

to deliver below 23rd Street.

I mean, whatever, right?

- What the hell?
- Alright, stand aside.

Look, there's an art to his,
alright?

Just 'cause it looks easy
don't mean that it is.

Yeah.

Right?

Alright. Here's the secret.

You gotta bank it.

Watch.

OK?

No, sorry,
it says "no bank shots."

Yeah. Exactly.

Come on.

- Here we go. Here we go.
- Alright.

Yay!

Stick with me, kid,
I'll show you the world?

Man Gimme my hand back!

Elise Fuck you!

Man Let me go!

Announcer Just a dollar minimum

is all it takes to smell it,

touch it, taste it... right now!

Man Damnit!

Elise Fuck you!

Gimme my goddamn hand back!

- Fuck you, asshole!
- Hey, you alright?

- Get me out of here!
- Elise, lift it up!

- Fuck you too, Frankie!
- Frankie Alright.

- Alright, relax. Relax.
- Where you goin'?!

Whoa, sorry.

Announcer The best
pussy in New York City,

right here!

Hey, Elise. Hey.

The button. Push the button!

See what he fuckin' did to me?!

Alright,
he's got long fingernails.

What, you gonna
chop his fuckin' arm off?

You fuckin' serious, Frankie?

Push the fuckin' button!

- Fuckin' asshole!
- Push the button!

Push the...
Push the fuckin' button!

- Push it!
- I am! It's fuckin' broken!

Fuck.

Alright, sir, just, wait there.

Man You bitch!

Alright, relax.

Will you get me out of here?!

Relax! Relax!

- Alright, easy.
- Get it open!

There you go.

Look what she did to me!

My... My watch! Where's my wa...

- What? Elise!
- She took my watch!

Frankie The watch!

- Fuck!
- There it is.

Announcer Girl, girls, girls!

I'm goin' to the cops!

- Right now!
- Coulda been worse.

She coulda taken
the wedding ring.

Fuck you.

Alright.

Elise, you OK in there?

Elise Fuck you, Frankie.

You alright, baby?

No, I will not be paying my tab.

Paul Did I say anything?

But if things go good Thursday,
I might be.

- What's Thursday?
- A legit call-back.

Fantastic! For what?

A revival of Zoo Story.

It's in New Hope, Pennsylvania,

but right now I'll go anywhere.

I thought you were busy.

Just some porn. I'm trying
not to do so much of that.

Three years Juilliard,
two years La MaMa,

and it's like I got a brand on
my forehead from that shit.

Every casting agent in town

is whispering something
about the size of my dick

before I walk in for any read.

Well, as long as
they say nice things.

To New Hope.

To any hope at all.

- Welcome to Neponsit.
- Whose house is this?

My Aunt Celeste.

She's upstate
visiting her daughter.

- Yeah.
- Wow.

Where is Miss Havisham's
wedding cake?

What do you mean? Still hungry?

What?

Yeah.

Big family.

You were so adorable
as a little kid.

Yeah, I think you're
lookin' at Frankie there.

No, I'm not.

Shit, you're right.

It is me.

Gene, you need anything?

I'm fine, Paul.

Can I have one more? Same thing.

Let me get you a real drink.

OK.

Man Hey, settle down.

- Tod He's the one that hit me first.
- Man I never touched you.

- Cop Step back!
- Man 2 Faggot!

- You OK?
- I'm fine.

- You fucking cowards.
- Cop What'd he hit you with?

I don't know. I was coming out of
the bar and I got hit from behind.

- So he hit you with his fist?
- Officer, it's dark in there.

Maybe he was trying to fit a big black
cock in his mouth and he missed!

- Cop 1 No one's talking to you!
- Cop 2 Lean back, guys.

How do you know it was him
if he hit you from behind?

- I know because...
- Thug 2 You know why?

'Cause maricóns
like it from behind.

Cop 1
You want to file a complaint?

Or can we just take you to
the ER and call it a night?

Dee, do up the top button.

Yeah, I think
it's hotter like that

if you slowly take 'em off.

Let's do the talking again.

I hate to evict you.

Nice and slow. You're in charge.

Dee Maybe we can
work something out.

How?

Let's think, see what pops up.

- He owes you money.
- Enjoy your power.

Yeah.

That's a week's rent
paid up right there.

OK, Terry, give me
a little resistance.

This is a strange situation.

- Why would I resist?
- Because you're not in charge here.

Like I'm kind of the girl here?

Don't look at me. Look at her.

Yeah, Terry, you kind of are.

Candy, how much rent
does he owe me?

I'm not loving
the color of that sofa.

Fuck me! Guys? Fuck!

Cut. Cut.

OK, I'm sorry.

I know everybody's tired,

but we have gotta get these
scenes by the morning, alright?

We're already a day
overdue on the camera.

Can we reset?

Let's get to the fucking!

Jesus Christ.

Look who's home, Jeremy.

It's your fucking dada.

- Can I just breathe here?
- Here, breathe with him.

He's been crying all day,
I'm exhausted.

Did you take him
to the pediatrician?

This morning.

He wants to test him
for allergies.

- What allergies?
- All.

I'm gonna go back to bed.

Don't fall asleep on me, OK?

Too late.

You OK there, buddy?

Candy.

I want to rap to you
about something.

Hey, baby. Just give us
a second, alright?

Thanks, Dee.

Look, I been coming
down here a while

to see what you do, how you do.

And I gotta say...

the males you use,

they don't look like real men.

They don't even fuck
like real men.

Yeah, no kidding.

How come you hardly
use any brothers?

Where we goin' with this, Larry?

- Are you serious?
- Why not?

I mean, a pimp
is a performer, right?

I perform every day.

And depending who I gotta deal
with, it's a different role.

Hoes, cops, other pimps.

I am who I need to be
to control the situation.

Yeah, but that's the thing.

Guys like you,
it's all about control.

That shit don't play here.
You gotta give all that up.

Show your ass,
do what you're told.

Think you could do that, Larry?

I can do whatever
I put my mind to.

Can't bitch-slap a camera.

Long day's night.

Thank you.

Hey, who was that lady
you were talking to today?

You mean Genevieve Furie?

No.

The fuck! Harvey,
you don't give me a heads-up?

I didn't want to
make you nervous.

For Christ's sake.

Did she say anything?

You want to meet her?

You know who that is, right?

I know he need to get a new wig.

Yo, yo, yo!

Listen up!

Turn the music down for this.

Turn it down!

It's 400 a.m.,
and all y'all know

this the moment
where my man Vincent

kick this party up a notch

by making sure everybody
have a free drink in their hand.

That's right,

400 a.m., and y'all
sippin' on a new one.

But I ain't Vincent.

Do I even look I-talian?

In fact, I don't look
anything like a motherfucker

who needs to give
a free drink to anyone, ever.

So if y'all want
to keep this party happenin',

y'all gonna get to the bar,

put down some cash money
on some alcohol,

or I'm gonna bounce your ass

into the cold light
of the early morn.

Vincent Mike,

you're honorary Italian!

Hey, fuggedaboutit!

Paisans, let's drink!

That girl today on set?

She just sashays in,

says she wants
to make a movie with us.

And she's like some college girl

from, like... wherever.

And that's the thing.

They're all like that now.

Like everybody that I
work with, all the girls,

never whored, never will.

It's like they just decided

that they want
to make porn flicks.

Like they sat down with their
guidance counselors and made a plan.

Thing is...

everything and everybody,

it's just, it's getting...

I don't know, it's...

it's changed, C.C., you know?

It's not like how it was
when we started.

It's... It's different.

The... The... directors

and the actors, and it's just...

it's like a free world.

A free world.

Yeah.

You know, the awards,

they say that all the nominees

are going out to L.A.
for the award show.

No kidding.

Like on a plane?

Yeah. Yeah, they say
it's like a thing,

like... like a...

Like an important thing
for the business.

They say everybody's
gonna be there.

I don't know,
maybe we should go.

Hey.

You goin' out
for the AFAA awards?

I hope so.

I never been to L.A. before.

It's a chance to meet-and-greet
the whole industry, both coasts.

Like who?

De Renzy, Damiano,

Spinelli, Arthur Morowitz,

the Mitchells.

You want,
I can arrange sit-downs.

Absolutely.

Then you gotta hire me
as your agent.

I get ten percent of everything,

no more, no less, no strings.

- Why me?
- Because when I watch you in a flick,

I see a woman who genuinely looks
like she's enjoying herself.

Sometimes I do, but sometimes...

I'm not saying
what you think I'm saying.

I'm saying you're an actor.

Do you know what a gift that is,

to be able to sell it onscreen?

I've never really thought
about it, I just...

Like I was telling Shana, this
whole thing is new for porn,

agents actually
representing the talent...

New on this coast, at least.

Here, the only thing agents did

was find fresh bodies
for directors.

We worked for them.

But out west, girls are
starting to get repped.

You let me guide your career,

we're both gonna make
a lot of money.

That's what C.C. always says.

The other day on set, what were you
talking to the director about?

About treating my client
with respect,

professional respect.

Look, C.C. is a pimp

who's in way over his head,

and the only thing he's
gonna do is drag you down.

Vincent In the summers,
my Aunt Celeste,

she'd send all the rug-rat
cousins out here to the beach.

She'd sit on the porch with
her sisters and play canasta,

talk about shit
you wouldn't believe.

Like, "If you can't
marry Italian",

what's the next best choice?"

And me and Frank,
we'd come up from the beach,

too much sand in our shorts,

and our other aunt, Carmen,

she'd give us a taste
of her wine in a paper cup,

and then we'd run back
to the house, to the backyard,

and my Uncle Ernie would be back
there with all the husbands,

he'd give us a taste,

and if he was winnin',
let us play a hand for him.

All day, back and forth,
back and forth like that.

So what is the next best choice?

For a husband?

Aunt Celeste,
she liked the Jews.

Jews, they make better money

and generally don't hit
the wives or beat on the kids.

I love this.

Yeah. It's the best.

This is us.

- Shit, we gotta get back.
- What's the rush?

- Fuck! I almost forgot the baby shower.
- What baby shower?

Genevieve
I want D-80, half a load.

- You have the blood knife?
- Man Right, yeah.

I want to see the incision,
you know? That's good.

Use the air cannon
for the splatter on the wall.

- You know what to do.
- Great.

Oren, I think we're gonna start

with a wide two-shot,
then you dolly in from there

and stay on her face.

I'll do him.

Janet, when you're stabbing him

for the first time,

I want to see rage in your eyes.

Rage, OK? You're doing great.

First position, everybody.

Nobody fuck it up.
I want to get it in one.

I'm going handheld on this.

OK, Oren, are you ready?

- Oren Yeah.
- Genevieve OK.

Raise it higher.

That's good,
but lift your chin a little.

OK? You look great. Alright...

- Where the hell were you?
- Don't start, OK?

You were supposed to take Patrick
to the dentist two hours ago!

There was a pile-up on the bridge.
Nothing I could do about it.

He's gonna wind up with
more holes than teeth.

- Here. Take him.
- Not now, Fran.

- I'm supposed to go...
- I said not now!

Bobby!

Candy Miss Furie, I
have gotta tell you...

Genevieve Agneiszka.

"Genevieve Furie"
is just for show.

Agneiszka,
I have learned so much

watching the films you directed.

And I have seen all of 'em,

'cause I know you started
in skin flicks like me.

- And now...
- And now they let me do the trash and the slash

and the horror and...

It's still porn. But different.

Well, it's more than fuck films.

Yeah.

So why did you come to our set?

Harvey asked me.

He likes you.

And we share some history.

Me, I don't like women,
you know?

They talking too much,
they slow things down,

they can't lift track, they
can't move camera, they..

Candy Thank you.

If I was your teacher,

from what I see yesterday,

I give you a "C."

First of all, your camera guy,

he think he's your co-director.

Put him in his place,

or fire him
and shoot it yourself.

Second of all,
your crew is shit.

There's plenty of
legitimate pros out there

who'd be happy to moonlight
for extra dollars.

Just put the word out
and they find you.

Third of all,
anyone can fuck on film,

but hardly anyone can act.

- Yeah.
- To me, I'd rather use real actor

- with normal-sized prick.
- Yeah.

Because what happen when they
actually have to stop fucking?

When they have to open their
mouth and sell a character?

- Right?
- Yeah.

Four, stop using whores.

They're dead around the eyes.

Got some bubbly for the ladies!

Thank you!

- You're sure it's a girl, right?
- Yeah.

Woman Ooh!

In case the damn doctor's wrong.

Pfft.

Julito Yo, come on!

You got customers out here
freezin' our nuts off!

- Come on!
- Vincent Big bad wolf.

Alright.

Raise a glass for Adam or Eve.

Ho ho! We ain't here
for no al fresco shit.

Guys, it's a baby shower.
A girl thing.

Let 'em have their party.

Darlene Hey, Daddy.

What's goin' on in there?

I just said.

Bought a motherfuckin' present
for the bitch.

That's sweet.

If it's so girly-girly,
why the fuck Vince in there?

Do me a favor. There's a tribe
of Slap-A-Ho's out there.

Can you go babysit them before
they break the door down?

Man Hey, yo, see that
bodega on 9th burned down?

Man 2 That why they
call it Hell's Kitchen?

- Hey, I got cigars.
- My man.

You know what
they're doing inside, right?

What do you think they're doin'?

- Connivin' against our asses.
- Yeah.

Scratch a bitch,
uncover a conspiracy.

Loretta OK, a cucumber
won't knock you up.

A cucumber won't beat your ass.

Or say, "It ain't mine."

A cucumber
won't give you the syph.

- Or hate on your kids.
- Nadine Or take your money.

- Or beat your ass.
- Loretta You said that already!

I'm saying it again.

Did somebody say soft?
It won't go soft?

All Yeah.

Wait, which one?

Larry Brown Sorry I got
you kicked out of there.

Vincent Yeah, they didn't
want me in there anyway.

Gettin' cold.

Cop It's all about Roger Staubach
and his Doomsday Defense...

Droppin' off or pickin' up?

What do you care?

Question withdrawn.

Fuck you. People have to eat.

So how goes
your tourist carving?

I keep hearing about this one hustler
kid who disappeared right after.

Skeef. Skiff...

You mean Skeets.

- Skeets?
- Angel Arroyo.

If he's vanished,
he didn't vanish far.

His mother lives
up in the Bronx.

This here is called...
gettin' some work out of me.

Cop Cowboys gonna do it again next year.
Just wait.

Fuck me.

Listen to this. Listen.

"He could be seen
from afar among the trees"

putting his arm 'round her waist

and walking, half-bending over,

"ruffling the chemisette
of her bodice with his head."

There's four fucking chapters,

that's the closest
anybody's got to fucking!

Agneiszka said
look to the classics. Fuck.

- "Moby Dick"?
- You gonna make a joke about a sperm whale?

- "The Iceman Cometh."
- The what?

"Crotch-22"?

"The Adventures
of Fuckleberry Finn"?

Stop. It's not
a fucking party game.

What about fairy tales?

Most of them are about sex,
anyway.

For example?

"Snow White."

You gotta cast dwarfs.

"Cinderella"? No, no.

- Keep goin'.
- "Goldilocks."

"Somebody's been
sleepin' in my bed."

"Sleeping Beauty."

How ya doin'?

You run this shithole?

I...

yep.

Gimme a Dewar's rocks.

Same for Frick and Frack
over here.

Heard about that mess
the other night.

Do you know who I am?

- The Horse.
- That's right.

I got places on either
end of Christopher,

and one around the corner.

Nobody fucks with them, do they?

Mister lanniello,

we already have an
understanding with Mr. Pipilo.

Mr. Pipilo.

Shit. I didn't know
you were with Rudy.

How the fuck
am I supposed to know

that you're with a guy

when your customers are getting
the shit beat out of them

every time they go in
and out of your joint?

I came here to help you.

Far be it from me to interject

into the business affairs
of Rudy Pipilo.

But if I were you,
I'd ask out of that arrangement,

and possibly get into a new one

where you're actually getting the
protection you're paying for.

But that's up to you, not me.

Yo! Hit us again.

He had you backed
against the passenger door.

Let me hear you say it.

Backed against the door, yeah.

So you had no way to escape him?

No.

And he was angry?

How much do you weigh?

He weighs nothing. Look at him.

Can I tell you how much
the other man weighed?

Two hundred and forty pounds.

Dios mio.

So would you say you were
in fear for your life?

Yeah.

Good.

So where were you?

He had me backed up
against the passenger door.

There was nothing else
I could do.

- Man 1 You got it?
- Man 2 Yeah. That's good.

- Alright. Watch your head.
- Yup.

Bobby Duggan.

Big Bobby Dwyer.

Holy shit.

I haven't seen you
since the Navy Yard job.

What was that,
six, seven years ago?

What the fuck's goin' on here?

What's it look like?

And why do you care?

Detective Alston?

So you solved it.

You heard quick.

I usually do.

So? Robbery? Was he robbed?

He was down on the Deuce
trolling for some young trade,

and he backed the wrong kid into doing
something he didn't want to do.

And here you are lookin' to protect
the tourists from New York.

Turns out New York needs to
protect itself from the tourists.

Wrong case for you. Sorry.

Do you have any idea what's
coming down the pike, Detective?

What? A new Knapp Commission?

A new broom?

You know who benefits?

Cats like you get all the ink.

You know who gets it
in the neck?

Cops who get suckered in.

Next thing they know, they get
shot, nobody lifts a finger.

Two years later, everybody's still
stealin' like nothing ever happened.

That's not what this is about.

Do you know what are the two greatest
crime-fighters we have in this city?

Sheetrock and cranes.

Fuckin' Christ.

What's the problem?

See what's happening
around the corner on Dyer?

Guys are cartin' shit
off a truck,

I go see what's what.

It's Hodas again,
opening another parlor.

This one right between
two of ours.

That motherfucker!

Vin? It's me. Guess what?

Another fuckin' Hodas joint's
goin' up.

Right down the street!

Right between us
and the Geisha House.

Alright,
I'll get with Rudy then.

Bye.

- Hey, Vince.
- Vince Yeah.

Gotta get with Tommy Longo,
man. Maybe Rudy, too.

I'm kinda freakin' out.

Look, I got somewhere
to be tonight.

Why don't you just go
talk to him yourself?

- Alone?
- Yeah.

You're payin' him too, right?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Vince Babe, come
on, we gotta go.

Kitchen's gonna close. They
stay open late, but come on.

- Now?
- Yeah, now.

Now or never. Come on, I thought
you wanted to grab a bite.

OK, just, um...

Abby. You.

Abby.

Abby Hello?

My God. Hey.

Sure... Sure. Where?

Abby.

I'm coming right now. OK.

Vin, somethin' came up.
I'm sorry.

What do you mean
somethin' came up?

What?

What about dinner?

That negligee's
too long for you.

You're gonna trip,
break your neck in here.

Borrowed it from my sister
who's a giant.

How about this.

Everybody says when it comes to
women's wear I have excellent taste.

If you trust me, I'll pick
you up a few nice things

and bring 'em in tomorrow.

It's how I am with my friends.

Man's a hopeless romantic.

Woman
Whatever you want to do...

Woman And one strategy
I was thinking about

is focusing on the massage
parlors, the peeps,

a group of us standing outside
with cameras

and shooting the johns going in.

Woman 2 Shooting the johns.

Woman 3 I don't like it. You're
talking about public shaming.

It could come back on us
in a bad way.

It's not about the johns.

It's about whoever's
making money off these women.

Hold on a sec. The reality is

the pimps are always gonna pimp,

and johns are
always gonna spend,

and the higher-ups will always
find a way to cash in.

So why do anything?
Is that what you're saying?

No, that's not what I'm saying.

I'm saying what do the women
need in order to get out?

And if they're not
ready to get out,

then what do they need
in order to survive?

Look, the bigger issues
are the bigger issues...

Political, criminal,
public awareness, whatever.