All language subtitles for Police Woman S02E01 Pawns of Power

[Sirens wailing]

Down on the step.

The action's changed.
We want you under cover.

The important thing is, you've
gotta stay close to this guy, diamond.

-Mr diamond.
-Yeah.

-I told you, move it angel face.
-Hey.

[Clamoring]

Something with diamond
and she won't contact us.

Bill: Did you ever stop to
think that maybe she can't?

[Tires screeches]

I don't care what
you think, mr molton.

All you know how
to do is use people.

What if I don't believe that?

It's the truth, I swear.

[Theme music playing]

Man: Place your bets, please.

We have a new lucky
shooter coming out.

[Laughing and cheering]

Man 1: Place your bets.
Man 2: Come on, come on.

Man 1: Six. Man 2: Come on.

Man3 seven. Seven to win.
- How you doing, pal?

I'm breaking my
friend in. [Laughs]

Ah. We gotta have a
little luck. Come on now.

Well, we'll see if we
can change your luck.

Bets everybody.

What is it?

Driver: Boss, we're about
five minutes from the club.

[Revving]

Five minutes? Okay.

Do me a favour, Lou, will
you? Slow it down on the kerbs.

-21. -Sorry.

Well, what are we
gonna do about that?

What are we gonna do about that?

Karen: Better luck next time.
-Hey.

Oop, still my kind
of woman, honey.

That's the way
to prove it, honey.

Let's go over to the...

No probs there. Hey, you're
a really high roller, Henry.

Ooh, pretty good, huh?

Ten years I've been here,
they can't deal without me.

-[Laughs]
-Who's that?

Hey, sour puss. Somebody
take you for a bundle?

If they did, Karen,

I'd send you right in
there to get it all back.

Uh, [kiss]. Excuse me.

12-y-50.12-y-50.

Go ahead, 52.

Everything's on schedule, 50.

I should have
enough within an hour.

[Telephone rings]

- Yeah.
- They're just ahead of us, Mr. Diamond.

[Truck revving]

It's just a short stop,
ladies and gentlemen.

Nothing to be concerned about. Just
keep on playing. Have a good time.

I just got started.

The boss wants to talk to
you. There's a car outside.

-I've just got started.
-Henry! The boss!

Hey, look, why don't
I go along with you?

Maybe later we
can kick those butts.

-No, I don't...
-sure, it's okay.

He's a friend of yours, Henry.

-Come on, Sammy.
-Hey, thanks.

-Seven. Here we go. Seven!
-Let's go.

50.

It was a couple of gamblers, they were
getting off, and diamond is with them.

Bill, I'll need to buy another hour
or so to nail down the principals.

Diamond, this is my first night off
in two weeks. What does he want?

Him.

[Grunts]

What did we come here for?

We shouldn't be
here, you know that.

Yeah, but do you know it?

You know, Henry.

You've got a big
mouth when you drink.

- You make friends too easy.
- Hey, what is this?

It's your friend
here. Sammy boy.

He's a plant.

Plant.

[Laughs]

Oh come on, that's crazy.

Hey, I'm a friend.

[Grunts]

[Coughs]

What are you doing here, Sammy?

Look.

[Gasps] You've got it all wrong.

Diamond: At two o'clock
this afternoon you took a bus,

second and grand, and you
took a taxi to the belmont hotel.

You met a man there and
you had a conversation.

We tailed that man, Sammy.

He went straight
to the state building.

[Gasps]

[Laughs]

I couldn't m..., the guy
I met is, is my friend.

Wait, wait.

[Laughs]

He told me he was being
audited by the tax people.

That's why he went there.

Honest.

[Groans]

Oh, no. Ah, no, no.

I'll tell. No more.

Then tell us.

I, I had to work off a case so
they, they paid me to, to get inside

and see what I could find out.

Honest. I swear.

What did you say to the man?

Just, just, just that
I ran across Henry.

And we talked about making
some counterfeit plates,

driver's license, his
passport, stuff like that.

-You moron!
-Hey.

Money.

-What about money?
-Yeah.

What about the phoney 20s?

[Pants]

Henry, Henry said
he was the best.

He can make 20 better
than even the treasury.

Henry tell you his second name?

Ah, I don't know what it is.

Everybody call him Henry.

The man said it wasn't enough,

he said he needed
more, to find out who he is.

Hm.

Yeah.

And then he told you where
this place was down here,

where we... He does
his fancy engraving.

No, no I didn't. No, he's lying.

I didn't tell him anything.

Tell him, that I didn't
tell you anything.

You're lying. Tell him that!

Sammy, you sang well.

[Panting]

Eddie, just to be safe,
we move the operation.

What about him?

Eddie, what about him?

You're the junior partner.

-Ink.
-Ink.

Yeah.

Maybe his friends will
give him a nice funeral.

[Revving]

Pepper: 12-y-50. This is 52.

Any time you want,
bill, I have enough.

By the way, don't let them
book me into that crummy jail.

Food's lousy and
the company's worse.

Ah, let's take 'em.

Okay, Joe, I'm moving in.

Get your lights on.

Roger, bill.

[Sirens wailing]

Chop, chop. You and your
buddy are busted. Open up.

Bill: Ladies and gentlemen.

[Screams]

Nothing to be concerned about.

Just a friendly visit from
your local police department.

Now if everybody will just file out,
you're all under arrest for gambling.

-Let's go. Man 3: Come on.

Bill: Let's go. Alright, come
on. Move along please.

Step onto the other Van.

Come on, let's go there buddy.

Bill: Come on, move along.

Denholm. When did you
get out? It's good to see you.

Keep moving it though. Come on.

Wasn't kidding, crowley, you'd
better not stick me in that jail.

Let's move it, honey.

-This is serious, Paul.
-I know.

We'll settle it as soon
as crowley gets here.

- Crowley's here, what's up?
- Well, you tell us.

What went on with that truck?

Oh, sergeant crowley,
Alexander molton.

Alex is in charge of the state
organized crime team bill...

Deputy Attorney
General's office.

Now just what is with this
Mickey mouse gambling raid?

Well, I'm sorry, I didn't know

the department had stopped
working organized gambling.

For your information, sergeant,

that rolling casino was merely
peanuts compared to what we were onto.

What's he talking about?

Alex had an informant in that
casino by the name of Samuel kaplan.

They were working another
angle on diamond co's trucking.

Yeah, and now he
has been busted.

I mean he was
spooked enough before,

but now kaplan just may be
blamed for having burned your raid.

Well, that's bad luck. Don't
you have anybody else?

-Well, yes, sergeant...
-Sergeant crowley.

Crowley, yes, we do
have somebody else.

A dispatcher in their garage.

She was duped in with a
promise of no testimony.

[Thuds]

This is Sammy kaplan.

I want you to bail him out and that
should give him the proper cover.

Well I'm sorry,
I can't help you.

Sergeant, you just
were given a direct order.

Yeah, I said I can't help you.

This man wasn't
arrested. He wasn't there.

[Telephone buzzes]

Hello. Yeah. Alex.

Yeah, molton here.

-Kaplan's dead.
-What?

Molton: He wasted my informer.

You had somebody working
on that job didn't you?

Yeah, policewoman.

-Where is she now?
-She's in jail.

- She's waiting for me to spring her.
- Book her.

- Book her?
- I want you to book her right away.

With kaplan dead, I need her.

I want her to take
kaplan's place,

and I want crowley and his entire
team under my personal command.

Paul, now wait a minute!
My squad's overloaded now.

I don't want any part
of this guy's operation.

You will have to
call the governor.

-Book her.
-Paul!

Book her!

[Indistinct talk]

[Camera shutter clicks]

Okay, give me a profile.
Come on, to the side.

Move it! Okay, that's
it. Come on, you're next.

Alright, smile pretty now.

Who knows, you might make
the next cover of weight watchers.

[Cries]

Come on, ladies.
Come on. Come on.

This is all a mistake, you know?

If my husband ever finds...,
they won't let my husband know?

It's alright. It'll all be fine.

Yeah, but, if I call the attorney,
don't have to let my husband know.

Busy, busy night. Come
on right through, ladies.

Come on. Move
it. Move it. In, in.

- Will they keep us here long?
- Oh, I don't know.

- You know? My son's birthday is next Wednesday.
- Oh, you'll make it.

You'll be fine.

[Cries]

Hey, hey, now don't
you worry, honey.

We'll see that no
one bothers you.

Leave me alone. Don't touch me.

Hey, I'm only
here to protect you!

Theresa, what are
you doing here?

Hey, move it!

Cut it out. What
are you doing here?

I told you. Move it, angel-face.

Hey, who do you
think you're shoving.

[Clamoring]

Easy.

Ouch.

Ouch.

Crowley?

Crowley, keep your
cotton-picking hands off me.

[Exhales]

What happened to you?

I got in the way of a
couple of lady wrestlers.

Ah, merchandise
still looks pretty good.

Talk like that will
get you everywhere.

-Where you going?
-Home. I wanna go home.

Yeah, well, listen, I wanna
talk to you about that.

You got..., uh. [Clears throat]

-Pepper.
-Yeah.

You're gonna have to
stay in this thing for a while.

-No, no, I'm not. Oh, no.
-No, listen.

Yeah. Pepper, just for a while.

The action's changed.
We want you undercover.

Do you know that everybody
we busted last night

is getting bailed out
by the organization?

Be want you bailed
out the same way.

Who is we, and what's the
reason for my staying in?

It's the chief's orders.

We got you a new
apartment, honey.

-This is the address.
-Yeah.

- Is that a new freckle?
- Na..., get out of here.

And you still haven't
answered my question.

I don't have the answers, pep.

The important thing is you've gotta
stay close with this guy diamond.

- Oh.
- He's out there right now making your bail.

String him along, honey.

See if you can work yourself
into another job with him,

you know what I mean?

- We'll be in constant touch really.
- Sure. Give me the key.

Come on now, you love
the action. You know you do.

And you never
take advantage of it.

[Sniffs] Ooh.

Maybe on wednesdays.
I think just wednesdays.

There's a girl in my
cell, Theresa Collins.

I know here from back home.

Do me a favour, check out why she's
in jail and what she's doing in town.

- You think she knows you're on the job?
- Oh, I'm sure she does.

Could be bad news, right?

What did you expect
from jail, Mary poppins?

Nurse: Clemens, Janine.

Alright.

[Sighs] What took you so long?

- Getting rough in there?
- A picnic it ain't.

-Think I've got a cure.
-Such as?

Nurse: Brandon, Karen.

-What's this?
-That's a job.

I told you I'd take care of you.

-A job.
-Sign here place.

- Well, when do I start?
- Check your property.

Well, you could start tomorrow,

but I figured tonight we
might go to your place

and have a couple of drinks.

Hey, [laughs], by the time
you got the ice cubes out

I'd be asleep by then sorry.

In that case, the
job starts now.

Good afternoon, Mr. Masseria.

Excuse me. Sorry.

-Is he always that happy?
-Mr. M?

He has a million
things on his mind.

- Well, I'm sure not one of them.
- Ah, you're wrong, Karen.

He was very pleased the way
you handled that gambling bust.

Mr. Diamond.

Man 4: Low balls, high game.

Eddie, hey, do you
have another casino,

these high rollers never heard of
a tip and I'm just not making it here.

You're doing better
than downstairs.

I'll tell you, Karen, it
takes a lot of trust of Mr. m

just to have you
working up here.

Okay, so I'm trusted.

Have you heard of
the high cost of living?

I am not making enough money,

-that's what I was trying to tell...
-it'll get better, I promise.

Hey, Godzilla. Watch the hands.

[Laughs]

Molton: This is the latest picture
we have of masseria, the cupbow.

You know that was just taken by one of our
undercover men last week, at his birthday party.

Hm.

And here, as you well know,
we have the consigliere,

Eddie diamonti
alias Eddie diamond.

Now he was sent out here from
the east by the syndicate council,

a sort of a, you know,
an heir apparent.

Now keep your eye on masseria.
He's getting sick, he's getting old.

You know the usual
conglomerate m.O.

Now because trucking got into financial
difficulty and the mob loan-sharked its way in,

10% is legitimate.

The other 90%,
however, skims the casino

along with loan-sharking,
cigarette smuggling,

drug shipments and
somewhere... Counterfeiting.

But you have no proof.

Well no, that's what
Eddie kaplan was after.

Tell me something,
you recognize him?

Pepper: He was in the casino.

He got off with diamond and
another man when we made a stop.

This other man, was he in
his 50s? Little chubby. Bald?

-Yeah. Who is he?
-Henry.

We are not sure
of his last name.

He, well we have reason to
believe that he could be the engraver.

Over $1 million in counterfeit 20s has been
pumped into this area in the last six months.

Oh, oh. Like, like this one?

Henry. My big tipper.

Aha. Ah, that synches it. Yeah.

Oh, the executive club is
just another one of their fronts.

You are with the right people.

Well, I'm just not sure I wanna continue
working with your organization, Mr. Molton.

But, sergeant, you
have been ordered to.

And maybe get herself
killed like kaplan?

-Uh-huh.
-But that was unavoidable.

Well this time how
do you plan to avoid it?

[Sighs] Paul.

By using an intermediary.

Somebody who is completely
above suspicion who you can contact.

Theresa.

-I'm so glad you're alright.
-I'm fine.

Is this your idea
of helping her?

It was my idea.

She will be the perfect contact,
she will be paid for the work

and the charge of
prostitution will be dropped.

I left home last month.

The folks were not real
happy about the divorce.

I thought I could get a job.

Pepper, I needed the
money. I just couldn't go back.

Why didn't you call me?

She will be placed in
an apartment near yours,

but contact will be made
strictly by telephone.

No way!

Pepper, you gotta have
somebody out there.

- I... bill!
- Pepper, I won't be any trouble.

Let me help. Please.

I need the money.

[Sighs] You're crazy.

Could we just have
a few minutes alone?

I'm sorry, she has to
be briefed and located.

-Perhaps a little later. Hm.
-Pepper.

Thanks.

Thanks for what?

[Knock on door]

-Who is it? Diamond: Diamond.

You alone?

No, Marlon Brando's in
the closet but come on in.

Well, he can wait. We
have good business.

-You want some coffee?
-No.

You wanted better bread.
I got you a better job.

-How much better?
-Oh, better.

Take a car to San Francisco, you leave
it there and you fly right straight home.

What's in the car besides me?

[Laughs]

Karen, do you want the job?

Yeah. I'll be right back.

Mr. M likes to be very
careful. You want the job.

We'll leave right now,
no stops, no delays.

-Okay?
-Let's do it.

Uh-huh.

Okay.

Here's your phoney
driver's license.

Here's your ticket for the
plane back from San Francisco.

Here's your car.

Karen, do me a favour.

- No stops anywhere along the way, right?
- Right.

You get right to San Francisco
international, and you come right back home.

And don't get too
anxious about...

I think the word's
transporting, is that the word?

-Uh-huh.
-I won't get curious.

Wasn't it curiosity that
killed the little old pussy cat?

Keys.

See you when you get back.

[Dog barks]

[Suspenseful music playing]

[Car starts]

I know your orders were to follow Eddie
diamond, but what has happened to the girl?

No more excuses,
have you heard from her?

Then call back every half
hour until you do hear from her.

Yes.

[Sighs]

Damn.

She's into something with
diamond and she won't contact us.

Did you ever stop to
think that maybe she can't?

[Tires screeching]

[Siren wailing]

[Sighs]

May I please see
your license, ma'am?

I'm sergeant Anderson.
Special investigations.

I'm working on a case and don't look now
but I'm being tailed by that black limo.

There's a phone number under
this phoney driver's license.

Call sergeant crowley, tell him
I'm heading to San Francisco.

Give him a
description of this car.

You'd better write me up.

[Exhales]

So she's doing some
kind of a messenger job.

Okay, thanks.

They got her to deliver a set of wheels to a
parking lot at San Francisco international.

We'll get a team out from
our office there to greet her.

And do what?

Check the car. Verify
counterfeit money.

Molton, you come near that car you're
gonna burn her and the distributors.

Now until she's out of it,
surveillance only. You understand?

Hm. Okay, surveillance only.

Okay.

[Door closes]

[Airplane whirring]

Kinkaid: Well,
the car's in place.

-Any hitches? Man 4: Just one.

I don't think there's anything to it but she
got herself pulled over by a traffic cop.

[Thudding]

-[Pepper screams]
-Stop. Now stop.

Hey!

-Mr. M said stop.
-[Gasps]

[Groans]

Karen brennon.

That's your name?

[Pants] Yes.

That's her name, Eddie?

Yeah.

Karen, now tell me, this citation, why
did you get that cop's attention yesterday?

-I was nervous, sir.
-Huh?

I made a mistake, haven't
you ever gotten a ticket?

What if I don't believe that?

-It's the truth, I swear.
-The truth.

Eddie, do you
believe this Karen?

Look, Mr. M. Why don't
you just make a call.

If the pick up man's been
busted, that's one thing.

We lose a messenger,
we lose the load.

And if not, we'll find
out about that too.

Good idea.

[Typing phone keys]

Masseria: Yeah, give me vito.

How'd the pick up go?

Okay.

It went smooth.

I offer you my apologies.

I'd like to go now.

Give you a ride home.

No thanks, I'll take a cab.

I don't care what
you think, Mr. Molton.

All you know how
to do is use people.

Well you can take your
rinky-dink outfit and dump it.

- I've had it.
- Now you listen to me, sergeant.

That Theresa's a kid. A kid that
you've forced to play your lousy game.

Now you just wait
one minute, sergeant.

Shut up, molton.

Would you just try for
once to do something right?

Well "magic fingers"
crowley's here.

[Sighs]

You're as bad as he is.

Oh no, honey. I'm worse.

[Exhales]

What's the matter,
am I losing my touch?

I'm out of it, bill.
I'm really out of it.

Don't.

Let me explain
something to you, pep.

There's a lot at stake here.

Things are coming into
place for the first time.

You can't leave now.

You look tired.

I am tired.

[Gloomy music playing]

I'll tell you something.

When your eyes get that
heavy-lidded look like right now,

ain't a bad-looking broad.

You get that little
faraway smile,

which I ain't about to
get one right now, right?

Hm.

Lay one on me.

Just one.

Hm.

Is that it?

I guess it's a start.

Why don't you get some sleep?

It's all downhill
from now on, honey.

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

You know, Eddie,
as you get older,

it doesn't mean you get stupid.

I know why they sent out here.

-It's to help you out, sir.
-Yeah.

Not that I need any help. Hm.

But I guess they're feeling, you
know, sort of concerned about old sal.

- You've a lot of good friends back there, sal.
- Oh, sure.

I owe 'em a lot, but
they owe me too.

Anyway, you know if they
wanna make some changes here

with these, these college
guys and the computers.

That's alright with me.

Hm.

You know, it's funny, here in
California we eat the salad first.

Makes no difference to me.

Oh, in my town, you know, where I come from,
we eat the salad last before the coffee.

So, you see, some
things never change.

-And some do.
-What's the matter?

This is my house, and this is
my territory, and I make the salad.

Okay, sal.

Yeah, we kind of spread the
oregano rather liberally back east.

I'm sorry.

[Knock on door]

-Who is it? Diamond: Diamond.

We, we forgot
something yesterday.

Oh, what's that?

Payment.

A job well done.

I don't see any bonus
for the loose teeth.

Yeah, I'm sorry about that.

And Mr. M's really sorry
too. Everybody's sorry.

[Sighs]

Look, I'm talking
about you and me.

Okay, I buy that.

The money's good. I need that.

So I guess I'll be
coming back to work.

How about a ride?

Yeah, well... We
have about an hour.

-I thought maybe we'd just...
-have lunch?

You bet, I'm hungry.

No, no.

No, that's definite, sir. Ah.

I have found the San Francisco
distribution centre for the 20s.

Yeah.

Oh, I'm hopeful that my operatives
will locate the engraver very soon. Hm.

[Knock on door]

Come in. I'm sorry.

Yes, when I find him, I will
wrap up the entire organization

right along with
diamond coast trucking.

Masseria will be our bonus.

Well... [laughs]

Yeah, I certainly
will. Yeah, so long.

Yeah, bye.

[Phone thuds]

You know, I wouldn't be at all surprised
if you get a promotion out of this.

Eddie.

Let's go out.

Mr. Diamond.

Mr. Jay wants another 30.

-What's he in for?
-65.

He's good for it.

A new batch goes to San Diego.

[Telephone rings]

Hello.

Theresa, I have
a message for bill.

The artist is in the pantry.

They're making a
delivery to Mr. Velasquez.

Diego velasquez.
That's all I know.

I'll tell him.

Pepper's recorded voice:
Theresa, I have a message for bill.

The artist is in the pantry. They're
making a delivery to Mr. Velasquez.

Diego velasquez.

That's all I know.

Theresa's recorded
voice: I'll tell him.

[Thuds]

I thought it might be
important, Mr. Masseria.

[Foreign dialogue]

What do you think I pay you for?

Who made that call?

Dozen women work in this place.

I can't make out the voice.

Mr. M, perhaps this
Theresa can help.

How?

Got some magic
way of finding her?

Mr. Masseria, the address is
1640 allendale, number two.

You see, the clicks made can be counted
when you put the recorder on, on slow speed.

That gave me the
number. I checked it out.

Mr. Matthews, you just
earned yourself a raise.

[Telephone buzzes]

Yeah, molton here.

[Breathes]

Alright.

What was that?

My man covering
the Collins girl.

What is his name? I forget
it. Well he's been shot.

What about the girl?

She's gone. They've got her.

[Theresa screams]

-[Theresa screams] -Ah,
you never use a soft one.

[Theresa crying]

You take a wooden match.
Now you burn it down here.

I sort of roast it, and by that time,
you see, all the sulphur's gone.

-[Shouts] Man 5: Talk! Talk!

Ah.

See that? You get no taste in
your mouth from the sulphur.

What is she, uh?
What is she, a cop?

-It's a very good one.
Man 5: Are you a cop?

[Theresa crying]

[Screams]

How do you get
that thing off the end?

- Oh, that, what, you mean I bite it off.
- You bite if off?

Yeah, well, you see, I got, funny
thing, I carry this around with me.

-See this? -Yeah.
-That's like a knife.

Theresa: Karen.
- That can cut your finger off, you don't even feel it.

-You don't use it?
-No, I never use it.

[Laughs] Gives a funny
taste in your mouth.

-[Laughs] -Why do
you carry it around?

- Well, I keep it 'cause a friend gave it to me.
- Oh.

[Theresa groans]

It's Karen.

[Rings]

Come on, Theresa. Come on.

I'm sorry.

-I really am sorry.
-Ah.

Your security leaked again.

Pete, get over here.

Walking out with her.

-Anderson.
-Anderson.

[Pants]

-Theresa.
-Ah.

Oh.

I di... [sobs]

Oh.

Joe: Yeah.
-No, Henry, no.

Okay, what have you got?

18's working north,
six others to the south.

-What about elmwood?
-What about elmwood?

- It's covered.
- How many more people is that?

-What's our people like?
-Oh, no, no.

I assure you, it's
gonna be alright.

Maybe they've got a couple
of bodies we can have.

Alright, I'll get back to
you. Check with vice.

-Maybe they've got some teams...
-right, I got that part.

[Telephone buzzes]

-Alrighty.
-Molton.

Yes, lombardo, where are you?

-Stop it.
-[Clicks fingers]

Hold that a minute. Here.

-Hey bill on two.
-Okay, go ahead.

Lombardo: It's kinkaid...

And it looks like he's leaving.

In a diamond coast ten-ton
twin screw four by six.

Good work.

And there's no trip
ticket on this one.

Lombardo, this is 12-y-50.
Which was is it heading?

West. On Wellington.

Okay. Let's go.

Have all units
phone in, code two.

[Tense music playing]

Cop: 2x43.

We just spotted the Van.

Heading south bound
on San Marco at Benson.

43 from 50.

Stay on 'em.
Don't get too close.

I'll pick you up at magnolia.

[Tires screeches]

52 from 50. Come in, 52.

Cop: Roger, 50.
-Yeah, Pete.

Try to pick us up at magnolia.
Just fall in behind us. Okay?

Yeah, we're about, we're
about 50 feet behind it.

Now let's go.

[Sirens wailing]

Bill: Alright, hold it fella.

Hold it right there.

Alright. You're down the steps.

Reach 'em. Get 'em up there.
And move your tail down here.

Let's go.

Up against the wall. Spread 'em.

Right in front of the truck.

[Rings]

Yeah.

Man 5: Boss, we got
visitors at the back gate.

-Visitors, yeah? Man: The
cops. They got the truck.

-Who are they talking
to? Man 5: Butler.

-Butler. Man 5: He's
squealing like stuck pig.

I see.

Everything alright, sir?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

That was Chicago.

-Chicago.
-Yeah, yes, Aldo's brother.

Aldo's flying down here.

He wants to have
a little talk with me.

About what?

Well...

[Chuckles]

to tell you the truth...

[Laughs]

retirement.

Well, after all I'm not
getting any younger.

This arthritis isn't
getting any better.

But, you know, I'm even starting
to get mad about little things like...

[Laughs]

oregano.

Ah, maybe they're right.

It's time to quit, huh?

Come on.

Look, we fly down to the city.

We'll go out to the airport, we
meet Aldo's plane... Together.

Yeah. The old.

[Laughs]

And the new.

No, no, Eddie. Eddie.

The king is dead.

Long live the king.

Hey!

[Gunshots]

[Gunshot]

Freeze.

Oi. I'm unarmed.
I ain't got no gun.

Oh.

And I know my rights.
I wanna see a lawyer.

Where are you holding
the women, masseria?

Where are you holding the women?

They're fine. Nobody's hurt.

They're in the basement.

I wanna see a lawyer.

[Keyboard clacking]

Listen, you left a
"g" out of resignation.

[Inaudible]

-What?
-You wanna sign it?

[Exhales]

- Now what do I do with it?
- You really wanna know?

No.

- Sign it and send it through.
- Just like that.

Well, if you hurry you could run
off to Mr. Molton's press conference.

Sign it and I'll
take it upstairs.

Gotta get out of here.

What, is the game
getting too rough for you?

Game. I played
games when I was a kid.

What I can't abide is the "anything
to get the job done" people.

I just can't accept
it, I'm sorry.

Yeah, well, that's
the way it works pep.

-Yeah.
-All anybody can do is his best.

That's what you did,
you did your best.

Oh, yeah, yeah. I
did great, just great.

-What about Theresa?
-Theresa's okay.

She'll be alright.

Look you know that if I'd been calling
the shots she wouldn't have been there.

- But she was there.
- Okay, she was there. So what do I do?

Curl up in the corner and suck
my thumb for the rest of my life?

I'm going home. I gotta think.

Yeah, well you wanna
think over teriyaki steak?

Maybe a couple of Mai
Tai's, little fried shrimp.

Not necessarily in that order.

You really gonna spring?

I'll even read your
fortune cookie.

[Mellow music playing]

Gotta deal, magic fingers.

There. Try that in your
shipyard. Come on.

[Theme music playing]