All language subtitles for Blast of Silence (1961, Allen Baron)-eng

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[Train Rumbling]

[Man Narrating]
Remembering, out of the black silence...

- you were born in pain.
- [ Woman Gasps ]

[Screaming]

[ Narrator]
Easy. Easy does it, little mother.

- We've never lost a father.
- [ Woman Breathing Heavily]

- [ Narrator] Your job is done, little mother.
- [ Spanks ]

[ Baby Cries ]

[ Narrator]
You were born with hate and anger built in.

Took a slap on the backside
to blast out the scream...

and then you knew you were alive.

Eight pounds, five ounces.

Baby boy Frankie Bono.

Father doing well.

[ Train Horn Honks ]

Later you learned to
hold back the scream...

and let out the hate and anger
another way.

You come into Manhattan by dark,
whatever time of day it is...

through tunnels,
like sewers hidden under the city.

But you don't mind that.
It's always that way, whatever city it is.

You're alone.
But you don't mind that.

You're a loner.
That's the way it should be.

You've always been alone.

By now it's your trademark.

You like it that way.

[ Choir]
* Silent night *

[ Narrator]
The railroad company makes sure you don't
forget you're coming to town on Christmas.

It gives you the creeps.

But that's all right. Everyone on the goodwill kick,
maybe they'll leave you alone.

You hate cities,
especially at Christmas.

But that's all right too.

When the Better Business Bureau
rings the Christmas bell...

the suckers forget
there's such a business as murder...

and businessmen
who make it their exclusive line.

Like you.
Baby boy Frankie Bono.

Out of Cleveland.

Nice view we have here.

Thank you, mister.
Merry Christmas.

[Narrator]
Registeredas Fred Moore of Albany.

In town fora week orless,
on business.

By the way, mister, if you need anything,
just ask for George.

Okay.

- [Ship Horn Blows ]
- [Narrator]At noon, you make contact.

The wind is coldas you approach the ferry...

but the palms of yourhands
start to sweat.

[ Wind Howling]

[ Narrator]
This is the first bad moment.

There's always a few on everyjob
when you're not alone.

You can depend on yourself,
no one else.

You've learned the hard way.

They all hate the gun they hire.

When people look at you,
baby boy Frankie Bono, they see death -

death across the counter.

Remembering.

[ Ship Horn Blows ]

Watch it, Frankie.
You almost missed him.

You'll know him by the hate in his eye
when he asks for a light.

You got a match, bud?

- [ Ship Horn Blowing]
- [ Seagulls Squawking]

Ever been in Ohio?

Yeah. Cleveland.

I got a friend that practices in Cleveland.

- You know him?
- Yeah, I know Fat Nick.

You got my passport?

Half the dough is in the envelope.
You get the other half when the job is finished.

- How do I get in touch?
- There's a number in the envelope.

Call after you make the hit. I'll let you know
where to meet me forthe payoff.

Okay.

Uh, one more thing.

If you get spotted before the hit,
the contract's off. You understand me?

Yeah, I understand ya.

[Narrator]
Now you're alone again.

You relax. Your hands are cold now,
even with gloves on.

On your own again.
Nothing to worry about.

[ Squawking ]

The target's name is Troiano.
You know the type.

Second-string syndicate boss
with too much ambition...

and a mustache
to hide the fact he has lips like a woman...

the kind of face you hate.

Nice little home.

Quiet little community.

An hour out in the suburbs.

Every morning he's picked up
by two bodyguards.

Hood written all over them.

But when the neighbors read
the headlines, "Mobster Killed"..

they'll say, "But Mr. Troiano seemed like
such a respectable man.

He went to work every morning,
9:30 on the dot. "

You already know one thing:
You can't make the kill at his house.

Too easily spotted.

Twenty-four hour street lamps.

It's a laugh.

You could afford a house like that,
if you wanted it.

You're in the upper
five percent income bracket.

Killing pays well,
for a reason.

You have the experience and the know-how.
You're proud of your reputation.

Expert and thorough.

You don't have to know a man
to live with him.

But you have to know a man
like a brother to kill him.

Watch it.

Bodyguards slowing down.

Could be they're watching for a tail.

Pass them.

Don't ever take chances.
You're not a gambler.

Now you know the pattern
the job will take:

a waiting job.

Waiting to find where Troiano goes
to be alone.

And you know another thing.

It'll have to be quick and silent...

while he's away from his bodyguards.

It'll be ajob for a gun.
That means another bad moment.

Another contact.

Your hands sweat a little
on the wheel...

remembering another Christmas
running from the cops.

Watch it, Frankie.
Danger signal. Your mind's wandering.

But you know why.

You have to do business with Ralphie,
and he turns your stomach.

[ Water Dripping]

Oh, yeah.

Uh, Frankie, huh?

- Uh -
- Bono.

Bono. Hey, yeah. Come on in.

Geez. It's good to see ya.

You really surprised me.
I didn't expect nobody.

Kids been knocking on the door all day.

Trying to bother me, you know.

Place is kind of a mess. You have to excuse me.
I didn't expect no company ornothing.

I just had my lunch here. Hey.

So how you been?
You makin' a dollar?

- Doin' all right.
- Yeah?

Yeah. Yeah, you always did all right.

- Sit down, Frank.
- I'm in a hurry, Ralph.

Ah. Uh, you got one of them for me?

- I, uh -
- [Match Strikes ]

I heard you did a little time, huh?

Still in business, Ralphie.

What can I -
What can I do for you?

- I need a piece.
- That's no problem.

Thirty-eight with a silencer.

Oh.

A silencer, huh?

That, uh -

That may, uh, be a little problem.

You know, I, uh -

I gotta worry about a machinist.

But, uh...

we'll work something out.

But it'll cost ya.

Hey, Nancy.
How you doing, huh?

Coo, coo, coo.
[ Chuckles ]

Look how she knows me, huh?
How you doing, sweetie?

[ Chuckles ]
Coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo.

Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop.
[ Chuckles ]

- Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop.
- How much?

She hasn't eaten all day.
Let me get her something.

Here you go.
Here you go, sweetie.

Hey. Come on. Come on.
Come on. Ah!

Come on.
Yeah. You like that, don't you?

You like that.

$500, Frank.

Coo, coo, coo, coo.

- I'll give you two.
- Oh, I'd like to help you out, Frank, but two?

Ah.

Come on. Come on.
Here you go.

There's another one.

I'll tell you what I'll do, Frank.

$400. But that's rock bottom.

Three.

A yard and a half now,
and the rest when I get the piece.

Aw, Frank, make it another 50.
Come on.

What does it mean to you?
I gotta make something on the deal.

Just another 50.
Come on, Frank. Please.

All right. I'll give you the other 50.
But that's it.

- Do you understand?
- Sure. Sure, Frank.

When I make a deal, it's a deal.

Now we'll have a drink, huh?

I'm in a hurry, Ralph.
Where do I pick it up?

Aw, just one for the new year, Frank.

Hey.

Whatever happened to that, uh -
that girl you used to go with, the redhead?

Whatwas her name?

Sally. Yeah.
Hey, Frank.

She, uh -

She liked me, didn't she?

Yeah. She liked you.

Yeah. Here's to, uh -

Here's to Sally.

Ralph, where do I get the goods?

Oh, yeah. Over on the East Side.

There's a barge called the Katherine L.
Pier 21.

Ask to speak to Joe Boniface.
Tell him Vinny Sintera sent you.

Tell him you're from Cleveland.
He'll deliver the goods.

- Where is that near?
- Between 23rd and 24th Street.

- And I want this quick.
- Oh, yeah. Anytime after tomorrow, Frank.

- All right.
- Hey. Wh-What's your rush, Frank?

- Gotta run, Ralphie.
- I thought we could talk over old times.

Hey.

Look here, huh?

Look what big Ralph got for Christmas.
Isn't that nice?

Yeah. Isn't that nice?

[Narrator]
Now you're alone again, in another rented car.

You pick up the target
where you left off yesterday...

right on schedule.

Today the breaks are with you, and you stay
with him while he makes his morning rounds.

The streets of Harlem are busy enough.
No one notices you.

You catch a danger signal.

Your hands are sweating, but that's
all right, because you know what it is:

the hate of Harlem.

You hate them, and they hate you.

Like another Harlem
where you grew up.

Watch it, Frankie.
Save your hate for Troiano.

He runs the girls and the dope
and the books and the numbers.

There's a guy you could really learn to hate.

You will, before the time comes.
You always do.

Somehow you always hate the targets
before you hit 'em.

The sisters at the orphanage used to say,
"God moves in mysterious ways. "

Sometimes you wonder if he moved you in
to rid the world ofmen like Troiano.

He thinks he looks like a gentleman
ifhis shoes are shined.

You could kill him
right now with pleasure.

[ Car Horn Honks ]

[ Narrator]
Knock it offfor today.

Pick him up tomorrow
when he leaves the restaurant.

** [ Band: "O Come All Ye Faithful"]

[ Narrator] Time to kill.
Twenty-four hours to stay faceless in the crowd.

Get yourself lost in the city.

Lose yourself in the Christmas spirit
with the rest of the suckers.

Ho, ho, ho, ho!
Hello! Hello, little boys and girls.

Merry Christmas to you all.

- Hello! Merry Christmas to you all.
- [ Girl ] Mommy, can I ask Santa
for my presents now?

- [ Woman ] No, honey. No.
- I hope you've all been good little boys and girls...

because Santa is here
with lots of toys and candy...

and goodies for all of you.

Ho, ho, ho. Make sure you all
go to sleep early Christmas Eve...

because I'll be coming down
your chimney.

Away!

[Choir]
* Deck the halls with boughs ofholly*

* Fa, la, la, la, la
la, la, la, la*

* 'Tis the season to bejolly*

* Fa, la, la, la, la
la, la, la, la *

* Don we now our gay apparel*

* Fa, la, la, la, la, la
la, la, la *

* Troll the ancientyuletide carol*

* Fa, la, la, la, la
la, la, la, la **

[ Car Horn Honks ]

[ Narrator] Funny. Your hands are cold
when you think of Christmas.

- Remembering.
- [ Choir]*Joyful and triumphant *

* O come ye
O come ye *

* To Bethlehem *

* Come and behold him *

* Born the king ofangels *

* O come let us adore him **

Remembering other Christmases.

Pushing your nose against
the plate glass store windows...

till the cold ofit
made your head ache.

Wishing for something.
What was it?

Roller skates? Bike?

Sled? Games?

Nothing like that.
Something bigger.

More important.
Something special.

Alone at dinner.

Your hands are hot
remembering the hot, sweaty hands...

of the mother superior holding you.

[ Chattering]

- [ Man ] It can't be.
- [ Narrator] Watch it. Danger signal.

And now you catch it.
Another bad moment.

Of all crummy times.

The familiar face out of the past.
Good old Pete from the orphanage.

It has to happen now and then.
You can handle it.

But why now? You feel hot, like they
were crowding in and pushing you.

Who? Anyone. Everyone.

Pete. You hate the type.

You'd like to push his loud mouth in.

You smile. You're polite.
You don't even hear the words.

Yak, yak, yak, like a parrot.

Then he's reminding you.
There was a girl - his sister. Lori.

You don't usually remember names,
especially women's names.

But Lori.
There was something special there.

Tell me about yourself, Frankie.

What have you been doing?

Petey, I can't stay.
I've gotta take off.

What, are you kidding?

Hey, waiter.
Bring me two more here.

You're going no place, man.

Come on.

Do I have to lay you out like I used to?

Come on now, Frankie.
Fill me in.

Where the hell did you disappear to?

Well, I've... been on the move a lot.

And I -

Well, sure. Sure. Who hasn't?

As for me, maybe you remember.
I was always pretty fair with a paintbrush.

Sowhen I came out of the army,
I studied commercial art. G.I. Bill.

And finally got myself a job
with an advertising agency.

I guess I been kind of lucky.

Glad to hear it, Petey.

S-Say.

Whatare you doing tonight? I mean,
Lori's giving a party, and you're coming.

No. I can't make it, kid.
I've gotta go.

- Waiter.
- Aw, nonsense. Listen, Frankie.

It's Christmas Eve.
Aw, Frankie. You gotta come.

- I can't make it.
- There'll be a lot of real swinging people there.

You'll have a wonderful time.
Besides, here she comes now.

Hey, Lori. Look who's here.
How about it, huh, Lori? You recognize this guy?

Hello, Frankie.

Hello.

- You sure have changed.
- Go on. She hasn't changed a bit.

Maybe a little longer, wider.
That's all.

Hey, Lori. We gonna let him have
a lonely old beer on Christmas Eve?

[Narrator]
You know you're making a mistake.

But you tell yourself
maybe it's smarter to play it cool.

Go for one drink,
stay for a dance maybe, then get out.

You tell yourself they might get
suspicious if you turn down the invite.

Maybe you're right.
Maybe you're smart.

Maybe you're kidding yourself.
So watch it.

** [Jazz Ballad]

You hate parties.

You sit alone waiting for a chance
to blow the noisy crowd out of your ears...

wondering what you're doing here.

If you want a woman, buy one.

In the dark,
so she won't remember your face.

But for some reason you stall around...

telling yourself it's as good a way
as any to kill time.

[ Men ]
Ding. Ding, dong, ding.

Ding, dong, ding.

- Ding, dong, ding.
- [ Man Laughing]

[ Laughing Continues ]

** [ Continues ]

I've always wanted
to dance with you, Frankie.

Come on. Go ahead.
We're all friends here.

Yeah. Go ahead, Frankie.
My sister only asks once, you know.

[Chattering]

You're not having a very good time,
are you?

I guess I just don't mix in.

Try.

That's more like it.

All right, ladies and gentlemen.
Listen. Qiet down. Listen.

Twentyyears ago I won a great contest.
I'll neverforget it.

And just to prove my manhood,
I'm gonna do so again.

Frankie, I hereby challenge you to another
peanut-pushing contest with the nose.

Of course, I have a slight advantage.

- Will you take this loud mouth?
- Come on. He hasn't a chance.
I've been practicing for years.

Come on, Frankie. I'm giving you a second chance.
Very few people get that in their life.

- Come on.
- [ Man ] Go get 'em, Frankie.

[ Chattering ]

One for you.

On your mark, get set, go!

[ All Shouting ]

[ Cheering ]

Well, you son of a gun. You won.

**[Salsa]

**[Choir Singing, Indistinct]

[Narrator]
December 25.

You have all of Christmas Day to kill.

You hate Christmas so much...

you can't stand the thought of sweating it out
alone in a crummy hotel room.

* In excelsis Deo *

* Gloria *

* In excelsis *

* Deo **

[ Doorbell Buzzes ]

- Hi.
- Hello.

You know, I had such a funny feeling.
I wasn't sure you'd come.

- Uh, here.
- Oh.

Thanks, Frankie.

Merry Christmas to you.

Hey, come on in.

No, it really was great.

I haven't eaten a meal like this in years.

Why not, Frankie?

Well, you know, I've, uh, moved around a lot.
Never settled in one place.

Doing what?

You certainly can be evasive.

Where did you go
when you left Chillicothe?

Frankie.

Cleveland.

I was sick of that little burg.
I wanted a big city.

And what did you do?

I got a job in this big parking lot.

The old guy who ran it- he liked me.
He treated me like a father.

He made me manager.

And I was doing pretty good...

until the whole damn thing fell apart.

What do you mean?

Oh, there were these local racket guys,
and they tried to shake the old man down.

They bombed his house,
and they killed his wife.

- Why?
- Why?

You just don't ask questions like that.
That's why.

All I know is the old guy took off
for Florida like a scared rabbit.

- Maybe I should have gone with him.
-What did you do?

What do you mean what did I do?

I lookto stay alive. That's what I do.

- Now I -
- Let's just forget the whole thing, shall we?

[ Frankie Sighs ]

- [Clicks]
- **[RecordPlayer: Ballad]

I vote we dance.

Unless, of course, you'd rather push
another peanut across the foor.

Come on, Frankie.

That was some dance.

- Let's sit down.
- No, Frankie.

Frankie, no!

No! Frankie!

- ** [ Continues ]
- I'm sorry.

I'm very sorry.

Sometimes I just don't know
what the hell I'm doing.

I think you better go, Frank.

Oh, Lori, please.
Let me stay. I -

I promise you I won't get rough anymore.

I just got carriedaway.

Please, Lori.

**[Continues ]

Please.

Suppose we have
a warm-up on the coffee.

Lori, look. I want to explain
about what happened over there.

Frankie, look.
Just forget it. Really.

There's nothing to say,
and... it's okay. It's fine.

You know, Frankie, you're really a very
attractive guy. How come you're not married?

I don't know.

Well, I think-
I think what you probably need is...

a girl, or someone.

You know, someone
that you could feel good with.

Someone who could make you feel at home.
That's all.

Drink your coffee, Frankie.

And then you'd better leave.
I really am very tired.

** [ Continues ]

[Narrator]
December 26.

Troiano has had his day in church,
and he's back at work.

So are you.

You're feeling betternow
you got Christmas out of your system.

You begin to feel the excitement
that always comes as you start to close in.

You have a crazy hunch something new
will happen today...

to break the monotony of waiting.

And you're right.

In the middle of the afternoon,
Troiano goes into a small brownstone.

He leaves his protection outside.

Now you know where Troiano goes alone.

But you still don't know why.

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

You should have figured it.

Troiano was strictly in character.

Christmas Day with the family.
Day after Christmas shacked up with a dame.

Four hours alone.
Or almost alone.

Now you know
where the target is going to get hit.

The details will have to be worked out.

But the general setup is perfect.

And you're learning to hate Troiano
like you haven't hated anyone since the old man.

** [ J azz ]

* Met a girl a year ago *

* She knew everything there was to know *

* Her eyes were gray
Her hair was jet *

* Oh, my evil baby
I can't forget *

* So I'm dressed in black all the time *

* Dressed in blackall the time *

[Man Laughing]

* Rightat thestart
ofouraffair*

* Hercat-grayeyes
searched with care*

- * But I'd pretend*
- [Narrator] Watch it. Danger signal.

Ralphie. You should have spotted him
before he spotted you.

- Ralphie, with his pet sewer rats.
- * Dressed in black all the time *

* Oh, why does it happen *

*Just like a carbon copy *

* Why can't I fall in love with someone *

* Who's in love with me *

* Now even though
a year's gone by *

* On Thursday nights I still do cry *

* I think ofher
and how she lied*

* Deep inside I know I've died*

* So I'm dressed in black all the time *

* Dressed in black all the time *

* Another guy
His name was Lou *

* Stabbed my baby
and killed himselftoo *

* It broke my heart
I must confess *

- * In a snow-white coffin *
- [ Laughing ]

* And a cold black dress *

* She'll be *

* Dressed in black all the time
Dressed in black all the time *

[Narrator] Troiano with his high-priceddame
and Ralphie and his rats. Two ofa kind.

And the conga drum beating your head
till you taste the hate on your tongue.

* All the *

* Time **

[Applause ]

* For he's a jolly good fellow *

* For he's a jolly good fellow *

* Forhe's a jollygood fellow *

-[Woman ] Happy birthday!
-* Which nobody can deny**

- ** [Piano ]
- [ No Audible Dialogue ]

[ Chattering, Laughter]

At times like this
you know who your real friends are.

- Skoal.
- Skoal!

[ Chattering]

** [Salsa ]

*The sky is faming orange
and the streets are golden brown *

* And I'm gonna find my baby
in this torrid *

*Torrid town *

* She left me across the border
on a horse of tan and white*

* Gotta help me find my baby
or there's gonna be a fight*

* She's here
A strangertold me she's here *

* Oh, Lord, hold me
I fear *

* I'll do her harm
though I love her *

* She ran off with another man *

-* And I can't rightly stand*
- [ People Laughing]

* To think of her with a lover *

* Clear the streets of gold and brown
before I lift my head*

* Then I'll find my baby and her lover
I'll shoot her very dead*

* The sky is bloody purple now
because the sun's gone down *

* Gonna find my baby
in this torrid*

* T orrid town *

* Now there's no more hope within me
The sky is turnin'red*

* It's time I left this torrid town
The both of them are dead*

* I'm headin'across the desert
and don't care what is done *

* I no longer have my baby
I'll never love another one *

* What's good
There ain't nothin'good*

* I feel like I was wood*

* Don't care anymore *

* Won't run *

* I'll wait here in the sun *

- [ Water Splashing]
-** [ Singing Continues ]

* Gallop on my way *

How you doin', Frankie?

You, uh, see the birthday party outside?

I usually don't like birthday parties.

You know, I figure like it's bad luck.

I mean, like why tempt fate?

What are you drivin' at, fatty?

You know, Frank,
I may be fat over here...

but I'm not fat up here.

You know, I figure we're gonna
have to renegotiate the contract.

Renegotiate this.
We made a deal.

Yeah, I know we made a deal, Frank...

but I'd had no idea I'd have to outfit
the whole safari out there.

I mean, you're goin' after
big game, Frank.

Yeah, you're gonna have to
pay luxury prices, boy.

I'll pay you nothin'.

I'm warnin' you, fatty. You're stickin'
your belly where it doesn't belong.

Don't threaten me.

Without a gun in your fist,
you're nothin'.

You know, I overpaid you
in the first place.

Why don't you go home
and feed your rats?

Fine, Frank. I'll go home.

But if I just happen
to read in the newspaper...

that our friend out there
ain't havin' no more birthday parties...

well, you come by and see old Ralph.

I figure you're gonna owe him
a few bucks or somethin'.

You're over your head, fatty.

We'll see, Frank. We'll see.

I gotta run now.
I'm in a hurry.

[Chattering, Laughing]

*The orange sky is burning
on the scaffold looking down *

* I'll soon be with my baby *

* Far away *

* From this torrid *

*Torrid town **

[Police Radio Chatter, Indistinct]

** [ Humming ]

** [ Continues ]

** [ Continues ]

** [ Stops ]

[ Snoring ]

[ Water Dripping ]

[ Gags ]

[ Panting ]

** [Jazz On Radio]

[Narrator]
You're not marked up. That's a break.

You're sweating all over your body.

You tell yourself it's the steam heat...

but you know the radiator's
been cold all night.

You know you'll stayin a sweat
till they find the body and the news breaks.

[ Man On Radio ] That was a fine ballad
from Gus Lowen and his ensemble.

- And now -
- [ Radio Tuning ]

[ Various Voices ]

[Ship Horn Blows ]

[Vehicle Horn Honks ]

[ Phone Dings ]

[ Line Rings ]

- [ Man ] Yeah?
- This is Cleveland.

Oh, hello, Cleveland.

- Listen, I gotta talk to you.
- So talk.

I mean, not on the phone.
I wanna meet with you.

Did you take care of everything?

No. What I'm trying to tell you
is there's been some trouble.

[ Exhales ]
Did you see the papers?

- How the hell did you get into that?
- I couldn't help it. Hewas trying to shake me down.

All right. Were you spotted?

- No, but what I want to tell you -
- I ain't interested in the details.

- But listen. Let me tell you -
- I told you, I ain't interested.

You got no time to play with.

We're only interested in one thing:
you gettin' that job done.

What I wanna tell you
is I don't want to do the job!

What?

I want out!

All right.
Now listen careful, Cleveland.

Item one: For just thinkin'
what you just said...

you're in real trouble...

and they're gonna hear
about this call.

- But I -
- Item two:

You made a contract with us,
so you'll do the job and you'll do it right.

Then we'll listen to your problems.

You've got till New Year's Eve.

And remember,
you're in trouble now.

[Vehicle Horns Honking]

[Narrator]
The worst trouble in your life, but you can't
get the scream out of your head to concentrate.

For the first time in your life,
you don't wanna be alone.

[ Ship Horn Blows ]

[ Line Ringing ]

- [ Line Clicks ]
- [ Lori ] Hello?

Lori? This is Frank.

Oh. Hello, Frank.

Lori, I've gotta see you.

Is something wrong?

Are you in trouble?

No, uh - No trouble. I -

I've just gotta see you.
It's important.

Frank, I'm sorry,
but it's just impossible for me...

to get away
for the next couple of days.

Christmas week practically
my whole family comes to town...

and, well, you know how it is.

Yeah, I know.

Couldn't you tell me over the phone?

No. No, I - I wanted to see you
when I tell you.

Frank...

if it's about the other night...

I'd like you to know
I have no hard feelings...

and as far as I'm concerned,
we're still the same friends.

Okay?

Okay.

Frank, I really can't
talk any longer now...

but why don't you call me next week
when things won't be as hectic?

All right, Lori.
I'll - I'll speak to you soon.

Okay. Bye, Frank.

Oh, by the way-

I'd like to wish you
a happy New Year.

- Thanks.
- [ Line Clicks ]

[Handset Settles In Cradle]

[Narrator] Okay, she doesn't know it,
but she just did you a big favor.

You're alone, the way you were born.

Your head's cooler
and the scream's fading away.

Your hands are still hot,
but you know why.

[ Ship Horn Blowing]

[ Second Ship Horn Blows ]

[ Third Ship Horn Blows ]

[ Narrator]
Another bad moment.

Another contact, to pick up the gun
fat Ralphie ordered.

And you wonder how much the contact knows
about Ralphie's being whacked out...

and if it means something to him.

Hey.

- Where can I find Joe Boniface?
- What do you wanna know for?

I'm a friend of Vinny Sintera's.
He asked me to say hello.

I'm Joe Boniface.

You got some merchandise
I'm interested in.

Come on up.

What do you want?

I can use a.38 special
with a silencer.

Oh, yeah.
Had a lot of trouble gettin' that.

- They're not easy to get these days, you know.
- Oh, cut your cryin', pop.

- You're gettin' paid for it.
- Uh-huh.

[ Coughing ]

[Narrator] You're allright.
He doesn't know or doesn't care.

You're relaxing now,
hands cold again.

There'll be a gun in them soon.

And your mind's running
clear and cool.

Expert, as an engineer
designing a bridge.

You could have been an engineer.

[ Door Closes ]

[ Narrator]
You're moving now, smooth...

like a piece of precision machinery.

Before you hit the target
in his little love nest...

you have to know everything
about the flat and the building...

as well as the architect
who built it.

You could have been an architect too.

Hello. Hello, Mr. Troiano.
It's so good to see you.

- How are you?
- Oh, I'm so tired.

Can never get through here.
There's so much work, I can never get through.

- Thank you for taking care of the apartment.
- Thank you. Thank you so much.

You know, the people upstairs don't think
I'm entitled to a life ofmy own.

I have a right to my own life!
4:00 this afternoon-

I'm supposed to meet my sister at 6:30.

[Chattering Continues ]

[Narrator]
Keeping watch on Troiano...

you feel the hate shaping up at the back
of your neck where the hair is short.

That's a good sign.

You get a feeling
this is how it was meant to be -

like you are Troiano's fate...

like you're God.

Now you know you have a free hour
inside the love nest.

[ Rings ]

[ Rings ]

[ Narrator]
Relax! Watch it. Steady, Frankie boy.

- [ Phone Rings ]
- So the dame's phone rings.

Where'd you get the crazy idea
it was Lori? Calling you here?

- [ Rings ]
- Concentrate.

No gun. Concentrate.

- Concentrate. A life depends on it.
- [ Rings ]

No neighbors
to peek in from any window.

Troiano wanted his privacy.

Okay. That just about wraps it up
in a beautiful package.

Just a couple more details
before you tie the baby blue ribbon on it.

[ Switch Clicks ]

[ Narrator]
The last day.

Injust a few more hours,
yourjob will be done.

Check and recheck.

[ Clicks ]

[ Narrator]
Nothing can go wrong. No mistakes.

Because this is your last job.

You've got that figured out now.
You faced fact.

You know you're through.

You killed fat Ralphie in panic,
then you tried to run out.

They don't like that,
the people who hire you.

They say a guy's cracking up
when that happens.

Maybe they're right.
Watch it.

Hold on till it's over.

[ Children Chattering ]

[ Narrator]
How do you like that?

It's not in your head at all.

An orphanage. A crummy orphanage
right under your nose.

[ Chattering, Shouting ]

Remembering.

[ Bell Rings ]

Just one more killing, Frankie,
then you're through.

One more to die,
and then you won't have to be alone.

[ Lori's Voice ] You know, Frankie,
you're really a very attractive guy.

How come you're not married?

What you probably need is a girl...

or someone.

You know, someone
that you could feel good with.

Someone who could
make you feel at home.

[ Doorbell Buzzes ]

- Frankie.
- Lori, I -I wanna talk to you.

Oh, I-I'm terribly sorry, Frank.
It's so early, and I -

It's - It's important.

You know, what we said
the other night about -

what you told me about -
about needing somebody.

Well, I - I've been thinking about it,
and you were right.

I do need somebody.

What I'm trying to say is this:

Lori, I need you.

- Frank, I'm sorry-
- Lori, sweetheart, have you got -

Hello, Frank.

- What the hell is this?
- I'm - I'm terribly sorry, Frankie.

You must have misunderstood.

What?

It's just that you were so lonely.

- I just thought -
- You thought what?

-[Man] Well, you really ought to call-
- Shut up!

What?

- That -
- Never mind. Never mind.

I understand.

Merry Christmas.

[Narrator]
Watch it, Frankie. Danger signals.

Like electric current, like lightning,
like fire in the night...

and sirens screaming in your head.

Don't think. Don't remember.
Don't look ahead.

Concentrate.

You have a job to do,
and you're an expert.

A killer who doesn't kill
gets killed.

[ Gun Clicks ]

[ Footsteps Departing]

** [ Cleaning Lady Singing]

** [ Humming ]

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

[Narrator]
One last contact - to pick up your money.

Only a few minutes,
and then you'll be alone again...

the way you were meant to be,
the way you like it.

[ Phone Dings ]

This is Cleveland.

[ Wind Howling]

[ Thunder Rumbling]

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

[Howling Continues ]

[ Gunshot ]

[ Gunshots Continue ]

[Narrator]
"God moves in mysterious ways, " they said.

Maybe he is on your side,
the way it all worked out.

Remembering other Christmases...

wishing for something,
something important, something special.

And this is it,
baby boy Frankie Bono.

You're alone now. All alone.

The scream is dead.

There's no pain.
You're home again.

Back in the cold, black silence.

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