All language subtitles for Связь.Bound.1996.Unrated.Criterion.Collection.UHD.BDRip-HEVC.1080p_track17_[eng]

[woman 1 whispering]
I had this image of you...

inside of me, like a part of me.

[echoing] Me. Me. Me.

[woman 2] You planned this whole thing.

We make our own choices.
We pay our own prices.

Five years is a long time.

[man 1] Where's the fuckin' money?

[echoing] Money. Money. Money. Money.

[woman 1] All part of the business.

[man 1] All part of the business.

[woman 1] You made a choice once.

[woman 2] What choice?

[woman 1] I want out.

[echoing] Out. Out. Out. Out.

[woman 1] Like a part of me.

[woman 1] Hold the elevator.

Thanks.

[elevator bell dinging]

[sighing]

[metallic clattering]

[door closes]

[woman 2] Yeah, I looked
over everything, sir,

and I don't think there should be
any problems.

Yes, sir. I-- I ordered the vanity,
and I looked at the tub.

I'm pretty sure we could rout it out.

[man moaning]

Yeah. Um...

Yeah, I'll start everything
first thing tomorrow.

[man exclaiming]

Yeah.

Mmm.

Thanks again
for this opportunity, Mr. Bianchini.

[man moaning]

[sighing] Yeah.

[man exclaiming]

[thudding]

[machine whirring]

[clattering]

[knocking on door]

Hi.

My name's Violet.
We sort of met on the elevator.

Sure, I'm Corky.

Corky.

Well, I heard you working in here,

and I was just wondering
if you'd like a cup of coffee.

Sure. Come on in.

Uh, just give me a second.

All right.

So, what happened to Rajeev?

He went back home to India, or someplace,
but I think he'll be back.

So this is just a temporary situation
for you?

Yeah. Pretty much.

You know, one day at a time.

Hmm. I guessed you were straight black.

Good guess. Thanks.

My pleasure.

To be perfectly honest,
I did have a slightly ulterior motive.

I was wondering if I might ask you
a little favor.

- Favor?
- Yeah.

You see, I'm kind of a night person,

and I was wondering
if you might wait a little bit

before you start using the power tools.

- Sorry.
- Oh, no, no. It's not your fault.

It's just the walls here
are so terribly thin.

Really?

It's like you're in the same room.

But if it's too much trouble,
I understand.

No. It's no trouble at all.
I got a lot of stuff I gotta do here.

You doin' all the work yourself?

Hmm.

That is so amazing.

I am so in awe of people
who can fix things.

My dad was like that.

We never had anything new.

Whenever anything was broken,
he would just open it up,

tinker with it a little bit, and fix it.

His hands were magic.

I'll bet your car is 20 years old.

Truck.

Truck. Of course.

'63 Chevy.

I knew it.

Well, I guess I should be going.

You can drop the cup off at any time.

Thanks.

My pleasure.

["I Never Loved a Man
(The Way I Love You)" playing]

♪ You're no good ♪

Well, well.

It's been a long time, Cork.

Five years, two months, 16 days.

- How you doin', Sue?
- Like shit.

Well, now that we're all caught up,
can I buy you a drink?

Thanks.

Welcome home.

[bottles clinking]

So, did you get a job yet?

Yeah. Some plumbing, painting and shit.

I mean a J-O-B, a real job.

Nope. Not for me, Sue.

I'm just here to get laid.

♪ I ain't never, no, no ♪

♪ Loved a man ♪

♪ The way that I ♪

♪ I love you ♪

♪ Some time ago I thought ♪

♪ You had run out of fools ♪

♪ But I was so wrong ♪

♪ You got one that you'll never lose ♪

- Hi.
- Hello.

♪ The way you treat me is a shame ♪

Hey, Jesse, what's happenin' here?

♪ How could you hurt me so bad ♪

Wait. I know you.

♪ Baby, you know ♪

I don't think so.

I didn't know you were out.

When you get tired
of Cagney and Lacey, find me.

♪ Don't you never, never say
That we're through ♪

[jaw harp twanging]

["Hopeless Faith" playing on stereo]

♪ Nice and slow ♪

♪ Night and day ♪

♪ When you stop to think
It just gets in the way ♪

♪ And there's not a single soul among us ♪

[telephone ringing]

Yeah.

Hey, Mr. Bianchini.

Yeah, everything's going just fine.

Yeah. I got the tub drain all cleaned out.

What apartment?

Oh, no.

Shit.

I didn't know he would call you.

You must think I'm a total nuisance.

Not exactly.

I'm sorry. I would usually call Rajeev,
but I didn't know what to do,

so I called Mr. Bianchini.

He said you lost something?

Yeah.

Come on in.

[door creaks]

[door closes]

I was doing the dishes,
and just as I pulled the stopper,

my earring fell in.

That's why I got upset.
It's one of my favorites.

[grunts]

You got a pot or a bucket?

[water dripping]

Did you find it?

Oh, my God.

I can't believe it.

I can't thank you enough.

You have to let me pay you something.

- No.
- No?

I told Bianchini I'd do it. I did it.

Well, if you won't take money,
how about a drink?

You can't work all night.

All right.

One drink.

What would you like?

Beer.

Beer.

Of course.

Sit down.

Thanks.

You seem uncomfortable.

Do I make you nervous, Corky?

No.

Thirsty, maybe.

Curious, maybe.

That's funny.

I'm feeling a little bit curious myself.

That's a great tattoo.

Beautiful labrys.

Are you surprised I know what it is?

Maybe.

I have a tattoo.

Would you like to see it?

A woman in upstate New York
did it for me.

[whispering] Do you like it?

Took her all day to do it.

She promised it wouldn't hurt,

but it was sore for a long time after.

I couldn't even touch it...

but now I love the way it feels.

Here.

Touch it.

[sighs]

What are you doing?

Isn't it obvious?

I'm trying to seduce you.

Why?

Because I want to.

I've wanted to ever since I saw you
that day in the elevator.

[gasping]

[breathing heavily]

I know you don't believe me,

but I can prove it to you.

You can't believe what you see,

but you can believe what you feel.

[Violet breathing heavily]

I've been thinking about you all day.

[Violet breathing heavily]

[moaning]

[Violet moaning]

You planned this whole thing.

You dropped that earring
down the sink on purpose, didn't you?

If I say yes,
will you take your hand away?

No.

Yes.

Please, Corky.

Please.

Kiss me.

[Violet moans]

[breathing heavily]

[moaning]

[door opening]

Fuck!

Violet!

Vi, you home?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm right here, Cea.

What's this?

- What the fuck is this?
- I didn't expect you.

What the fuck is...

Oh.

Corky, this is Ceasar. Ceasar, Corky.

I thought...

Fuckin' dark in here.

Corky's doing some work
for Mr. Bianchini.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, right.

Don mentioned that to me. Uh...

I'm sorry. Hi.

Welcome to the family.

So, uh, you're working
with Rajeev, right?

No. Rajeev's in India.

She's doin' the work herself.

No shit.

Well, Bianchini hired you.

You must be pretty good
with your hands.

- You know, he's a good friend of mine.
- Yeah, that's what Violet says.

Family, really.

So when did you get out?

- Jesus, Ceasar.
- What?

It ain't no big fuckin' deal.
I know who Don hires.

You know, he did time himself.

Thirteen fuckin' years.

What did you do?

Five.

Five. That's not bad.

What for?

That's none of
your goddamn business, Ceasar.

You're right. She's right.
It's none of my goddamn business.

You don't have to tell me
if you don't want to.

Look, it's just, I want you to understand
one thing, all right?

You're amongst good people here.

Come on. Come on.

If you understand what I'm talkin' about,
you're gonna take the money.

If you don't, then I'm gonna have
to worry about you.

Good.

I hate to worry.

I got ulcers.

I should be going.

Why?

No, come on. Stick around.
Vi, get her a drink.

No, no, no. I got to go
clean out my brushes.

Another time.

Right. Another time.

[water running]

[moaning]

Corky, Corky.

What are you doing?

I had to see you.

[clears throat] Look.

I don't think this is a good idea.

I wanted to apologize.

Please, don't apologize.

If there's one thing I can't stand,
it's women who apologize for wanting sex.

[whispering]
I'm not apologizing for what I did.

I'm apologizing for what I didn't do.

[Corky breathing heavily]

You have a bed somewhere?

[moaning]

[breathing heavily]

[gasping]

[sighs]

I can see again.

I needed that.

So Ceasar's mafia, huh?

You have to ask?

No.

Funny.

Nobody really calls it that anymore.

Ceasar just calls it the business.

How'd you meet him?

They took over a club
I was working at.

Ceasar started managing it.

- He's a launderer?
- Basically.

How long you been with him?

About five years.

Five years is a long time.

Yes, it is.

The redistribution of wealth.

Excuse me?

That's what you wanted to know, isn't it?
What I did time for?

The redistribution of wealth?

Yeah. That's what I tell someone
when I'm trying to get them in my bed.

But I'm already in your bed.

My cellmate would say she did her time
for getting caught.

She was always a lot more honest than me.

You didn't have to tell me
if you didn't want to.

I guess I wanted to.

I'm glad you did.

So am I.

["Hallelujah, I Love Her So" playing]

♪ Let me tell you 'bout a girl I know ♪

♪ She is my baby and she lives next door ♪

♪ Every morning before the sun comes up ♪

♪ She brings my coffee
In my favorite cup ♪

♪ That's why I know ♪

[man]...you think I don't know
that he's gone?

Please, come on. Just...

I have to leave tonight.

Look, don't... Come on.
Don't make me beg, Violet.

Oh... Two minutes. Da-dink.

[lock buzzes]

[knocking on door]

[door opens]

[man] Hey, Violet.

[chuckles] You look great.

[Violet moaning]

[Violet whispering]
I had this image of you

inside of me, like a part of me.

You are so beautiful.

- What's wrong?
- Nothing.

Yes, there is.

You didn't wanna see me, did you?

If there's one thing I can't stand
about sleeping with women,

it's all the fucking mind reading.

I don't understand.

I know.

Violet, that's because
you can't understand. We're different.

We're not that different, Corky.

[sighs]

Let's see.

This is the part where you tell me
what matters is on the inside,

and that inside of you
there's a little dyke just like me.

No, she's nothing like you.

She's a whole lot smarter than you are.

Is that what her daddy tells her?

I know what I am.

I don't have to have it
tattooed on my shoulder.

[scoffs] So, what are you saying,
you don't have sex with men?

I don't.

Oh. Shit. For Christ's sake, Violet.

I heard you.

Thin walls, remember?

What you heard wasn't sex.

What the fuck was it?

Work.

You made certain choices in your life
that you paid for.

You said you made them because
you were good at something

and it was easy.

Do you think you're the only person
that's good at something?

We make our own choices.

We pay our own prices.

I think we're more alike
than you care to admit.

What about that guy this morning?

Who? Shelly?

Don't tell me, you're a workaholic.

No. Shelly knows what I am.

He saw me in a bar with another woman.

Yeah. I suppose he just wants to watch.

Fuck it.

I think you'd better leave.

Yeah. I think I'd better.

Try not to steal
anything on the way out.

- [gate opening]
- [tires screeching]

♪♪[dramatic]

[man 1] You wanna fuck with me?

[man 2] I didn't do it.
Come on. I swear to you.

Bullshit!

[thumping]

Where's the fuckin' money?

Please! Please! Don't...

Where is it?

- [man 2 screaming]
- Oh, that hurt, didn't it?

Please, stop. Please!

You think you're smart, huh?

Where's the fuckin' money?

Christ, please!

- Please, Johnnie, don't. Please!
- Do you wanna fuck me?

Please stop it! [screaming]

Don't make me beg!

Stop it! Please! Please! Stop it! Please!

- Please stop what you're doing!
- Trying to fuck us?

- You wanna fuck me?
- No! No!

- We're goin' home.
- I'm sorry! Don't!

We're goin' home, you piece of shit!

- Nobody fucks me!
- I'm not fucking you!

- I promise! I swear I'm not!
- Oh, oh.

Johnnie! Oh!

- Oh.
- Please! Please!

He's making too much noise.

You hear that, bitch? Shut up.

[grunts]

- Give me a towel.
- You hear that, shitface?

- [Shelly groans]
- Shut up!

Here.

Put it in his mouth!

[mixer whirring]

Ceasar, I'm leaving.

What?

Why?

I didn't use a good towel.

Ceasar, I'm serious. I can't take this.

I have to get out of here.

Why?

'Cause you know him?

Ah, you see?

Baby, that's what I love about you.

You're so fuckin' sensitive.

But I like you here.

I want you to stay.

You know, this is hard on me, too.

I like Shelly.

So why don't you watch some TV
and put on a cassette or something?

Are you okay, Violet?

Mick, why is Johnnie here?

You know how I feel about
that psycho fuck.

Ceasar, didn't I tell you
to get something?

Sure.

Sorry, Mickey.

You shouldn't have to see this.

Why don't you get out of here?
Go for a walk.

Ceasar wants me to stay.

Don't worry about Ceasar.

I'll handle Ceasar.

You just get out of here, okay?

- [Johnnie] I can go all night, bitch.
- Okay.

Thank you, Mickey.

- [Shelly grunting]
- Here you go, Mick.

[Johnnie] Go all fucking night, baby!
All night!

[grunting]

Hey, Johnnie, ease up, okay?

Bitch!

Pick him up.

Shelly.

[whimpering]

I'm gonna ask you ten times.

You understand? Ten times.

Yeah. Yeah.

[sobbing]

[whimpering]

One. Where's our money?

[screaming]

[Shelly screaming]

[sighs]

You all right, Violet?

Come on. Let's get out of here.

[people laughing]

Keep it.

♪♪[dramatic]

Shelly was skimming from the business.

He came to see me yesterday
because he was afraid Ceasar found out.

He wanted to run,
but he wanted me to come with him.

Even though he knew about you?

Yeah.

This guy's in love with you, right?

That's what he tells himself,
but it's not even about me.

You see, he could have run at any time,
but he didn't want out.

Sounds like he wanted to get caught.

Yeah, maybe he did.

He would brag to me all the time.

He was never afraid of Ceasar
because he didn't know him.

Not like I do.

I used to be able to block it out.

I would just tell myself

that I wasn't really there,

and so none of it really mattered.

But I can't do that anymore.

I'm making the same mistake Shelly made,

but now I know what I want.

I want out.

I want a new life.

I see what I've been waiting for,
but I can't do it alone.

I need your help, Corky.

[Violet] Ceasar's gonna get the money.
He's gonna bring it--

- How much money?
- Shelly said it's over $2 million.

Yeah.

So Ceasar's gonna get it.

He's gonna bring it by the apartment.

He's gonna count it.

He's gonna go through the books
and try and figure out how Shelly did it.

Wait a minute.
Violet, do you know what you're saying?

You're asking me to help you
fuck over the mob.

Violet, these people are serious.

You wanna know how serious,
you ask your friend Shelly.

These people are worse than any cop,

because they have lots of money
and no rules.

You fuck them, you'd better do it right.

That's why I need your help.

- You said you were good.
- I am good.

All right, let's just say for a moment
I believe everything you're saying.

- You think I'm lying?
- I didn't say that.

But since you did, let's say you are.

It would have been easy for you
to set up Shelly.

You could have had him killed,

knowing that Ceasar would bring
the money back to the apartment.

All you would need to keep yourself clean
is someone unconnected,

Someone like me.

Is that what you think?

I'm just makin' a point.

You have no idea what you're asking,

how much trust it takes two people
to do something like this.

For me, stealing has always been
a lot like sex.

Two people who want the same thing,

they get in a room, they talk about it.

They start to plan.
It's kind of like flirting.

It's kind of like foreplay.

Because the more they talk about it,
the wetter they get.

The only difference is,
I can fuck someone I've just met...

but to steal

I need to know someone
like I know myself.

You think you know me like that?

I wanna see the money.

Oh, my God.

Don't worry. It ain't mine.

Ceasar, what happened?

It was unbelievable, Vi.

Un-fuckin'-believable.

Ah, shit.

Look at this shirt. Look at it.

It's ruined.

It all started when Shelly
took us to the money.

I'll tell you something.
Mickey, he knows his shit.

He does. Shelly took us right there.

So Shelly's down on his knees, right?

And he's pulling out this stuff of money
from the safe on the floor.

And I'm there. I'm standing there,
and I'm-- I'm looking at it, right?

Like, holy fuck!
And all I can think about is

"How the fuck was he able to do this?"
when bang!

Johnnie caps him. He capped Shelly!

Blood goes flyin' everywhere,
all over me, all over the money.

I have no idea if this is even all of it.

And right then,
I go through the roof, and bam!

I punch the dumb son of a bitch.

I punch him, Vi,
right in his dumb fuckin' face.

I didn't give a shit whose son he was.
I just wanted to hit him again,

smack some sense
into the dumb son of a bitch.

I mean, look at the shit that I got
to fuckin' deal with now.

What are you gonna do with it?

I told him to run it through the cycles.

But no, Johnnie calls up the old man,

and I guess he's got other plans

because he wants to pick up
this shit tomorrow night.

Where's the laundry detergent?

It's in the linen cabinet.

Come to my place in
the morning. Early.

[Violet] You think you know me like that?

[echoing] Like that. Like that. Like that.

[Corky] $2 million.

[Violet] You're having second thoughts.

No.

You said Ceasar washed the money?

Yeah.

Then what, exactly?

He hung it up.

He what?

To let it dry.

It was unreal.

Hundreds paper-clipped
everywhere like leaves.

Then, one by one,
he ironed all of it.

- [Corky] Did he sleep?
- [Violet] No, but neither did I.

All night long, I listened to that sound.

What sound?

The sound of money.

[fluttering]

Where is it now?

It's in his office.

I saw it this morning.

I need to go to the store.

It's in a case on his desk.

Does the case lock?

Yes.

Huh.

- Tell me about Johnnie.
- Johnnie?

Yeah. Sounds like he and Ceasar
don't like each other.

Like each other? They hate each other.

- Why?
- I don't know.

Happened long before I came around.

I think it's basically Ceasar thinks
Johnnie's a complete idiot,

but, you know, what can you do?

Johnnie runs Chicago
'cause Gino's his father.

Who's Gino?

Gino Marzzone.

Marzzone?

As in Angelo Marzzone,
head of the Marzzone family?

Yeah, that's his brother.

Shit.

Gino Marzzone's comin' to your place
tonight to pick up the money?

Yeah.

And Johnnie Marzzone's his son.
That's Johnnie?

Yeah.

Sweet Jesus.

It's perfect.

Gino Marzzone is coming
to your place tonight. This is a big deal.

Ceasar's gonna wanna do it right.
He's not gonna wanna look like an idiot.

Has Gino ever been to your place before?

- Yeah, twice before.
- What happened?

Well, Ceasar was really nervous.

He kept cleaning the apartment.

Um, the first time, he picked out
the dress he wanted me to wear.

Did Johnnie ever hit on you?

Oh, Johnnie hits on me all the time.

He hits on anything in high heels.

Did Ceasar ever see this?

He does it right in front of him.

[laughing]
This is getting better and better. Go on.

Well, Gino doesn't speak much English,
or at least he pretends not to,

so he usually gets right to the point.

Both times, they only talked
for about five minutes.

They had a drink, and then they left.

What did Gino drink?

Scotch. Glenlivet.

I remember that 'cause Ceasar
made a big deal about it.

[sighs] All right.

I have an idea how to make this work.

[Corky] Go back and get ready.
Take your time. Make it real.

What time did you say they'd be there?

[Violet] The plane gets in at 7:00,
so I'd say around 8:00.

[yawning]

[Corky] All right.

Now, at some point,
Ceasar's gonna quit.

I guess sometime around 6:00,

making sure he's got time to get ready.

As soon as he's done,

you'll be right there
to put a big drink in his hand.

[Ceasar] Unbelievable
what this guy Shelly did.

I'll tell you, Shelly's one
smart-ass motherfucker.

I mean, he was one smart-ass motherfucker.

Poor boy. Has to work so hard.

[Violet moans]

[Corky] We want him to relax, unwind.

You look good enough to eat.

[Violet] Where will you be?

[Corky] I'll be waiting
in the apartment next door.

Waiting for what?

For the shower.

That's gonna be our signal.

When he's done with his shower,
you'll go to the bar.

You'll get out the Scotch
that Gino drinks.

As you do, the bottle
will slip from your hands.

An accident.

[Ceasar] Vi, what the hell was that?

Vi, you can't hear me?

Ah. Fuck!

Ceasar, it slipped.
I was trying to get ready.

How the fuck did you do that?

Ceasar, it was an accident.
I didn't mean to.

- Don't worry. I'll get some more.
- Fuck. Jesus.

There's no fuckin' time!

Don't be silly. There's lots of time.

- Look, I'll clean this up...
- Fuck!

...and I'll be back before
you're even dressed.

Fuck, Vi!

[Corky] When you open the door,
I'll be there.

[Violet] What if he sees you?

He won't.

You can't know for certain
that he won't see you.

Trust me.

I'm just asking, what if?

If he does, then I won't have
a choice, will I?

When I'm inside,
I'll get the money.

[lock clicking]

I'm gonna need somethin'
to fill the case.

Hide it near the desk.

And at that point...

there's no turning back.

When I get the Scotch,

how do I know you won't just take off?

The same way I'll know
that you went to go get the Scotch.

Trust.

I still don't see how I'm gonna
get away clean

with all the money in the apartment.

Everyone's gonna think I took it.

- Not Ceasar.
- Why?

Because of what you're gonna tell him.

You gotta be as real as you can.

The moment you walk through that door
with the Scotch in your hand,

you'll be covered.

And that moment's the most important
moment of the plan,

because if you're real enough,
he's gonna believe you

'cause deep down, he'll want to.

Cea! Shit. I'm sorry. They were early.

What are you talking about?

They just left, didn't they?

What, are you drunk?

- You mean they weren't just up here?
- No. They're still on their way.

That doesn't make any sense.

- Why?
- Well, I just saw Johnnie downstairs.

- What?
- Yeah.

I was getting out of my car,
and I saw him in his BMW.

No. It couldn't have been.

It was him, Ceasar. I'm positive.

Vi, that's impossible.

Ceasar, I know Johnnie.

It was him.
I screamed when I saw him.

I couldn't believe I missed him.
I knew you were gonna be upset,

so I thought I'd stop
and apologize and give Gino the Scotch,

but I honked a couple of times

and Johnnie didn't even hear me.
He didn't stop.

But...

Gino's plane doesn't get here
for another half-hour.

Actually, I didn't see Gino in the car.

[lock clicking]

[Corky] If Ceasar hates Johnnie
as much as you say,

the second he opens up that case,

he's gonna know in his gut
that Johnnie just fucked him.

He'll have no choice,
and he can't go after Gino or Johnnie.

There's only one way out.

He'll have to run.

And if he runs, everyone will assume
he took the money.

You'll be clean, and we'll be rich.

[Violet] Jesus, that's beautiful.

If you're this goddamn smart,
how did you ever get caught?

I had a partner once.

She fucked me.

I won't.

I think we're gonna find out.

[sighs]

Oh, God!

Ceasar?

[breathing heavily]

Cea?

Oh, no.

No.

Oh, God!

[groans]

Vi...

Vi, I've been set up.

Johnnie?

That fuck.

That rat fuck!

That motherless rat fuck!

But why?

Why would Johnnie do this?

[sighs]

Jesus Christ, Violet,
open your fucking eyes.

Johnnie hates me as much as I hate him.

I hate that motherless rat fuck.
I hate him.

I fuckin' hate him. I hate him.

But you know he did it.

Yes. So what?
Violet, so fucking what?

Look, the money is gone, right?

Gino is coming to get it.

Now, do you think Gino
is going to believe me

when I tell him his little rat-fuck son
stole it? Is that what you think?

'Cause I don't. You know what I think?

I think I'm a dead man.

I'm one in the back of the head.

That's what I think.

Ceasar, what are we gonna do?

Well, I know what Johnnie wants me to do.

Johnnie wants me to run.
He wants me out of here.

But if I run, then everybody thinks
I fucking did it,

and he gets away with $2 million clean.

I can see him right now,

on the way to get Gino, laughin' at me.

Laughin' at me. Laughin' at me.

Laughin' at me. Laughin' at me!

Fuckin' laughin' at me!

- Cea, Cea...
- Don't!

Don't, Violet, please.
Don't touch me, okay?

I gotta think. I gotta fucking
think this through!

- Ceasar, I think we should run.
- No, no, Vi. No.

- No.
- We should go.

- We have to go now before it's too late.
- Violet. No, please.

Violet, leave me alone!

Please! All right?

Just leave me the fuck alone!

All right, Ceasar.

[stammering]
I just... I gotta think. That's all.

I-- I just gotta think.

[phone ringing]

- [Violet whispering] It's me.
- What happened?

He totally freaked out.
I've never seen him like this.

He's out of his fucking mind.

That's all right, as long as he believes
it was Johnnie.

Believes it?
Jesus. It's driving him crazy.

He wants to kill him.

I don't know, Corky. I don't know.

I'm getting nervous.
I'm getting really nervous.

I don't know what he's gonna do.

It's all right, Violet. It's working.

All we gotta do is wait him out
and see what he does.

What if he doesn't run?

That means he'll probably kill Johnnie.

[gasping] Oh, Christ.
I have to get out of here.

Listen. If he doesn't run,
all you gotta do is break down.

Go into the bedroom
and pack some things.

Start crying. Tell him you love him,
but you can't take it.

You're sorry, but you gotta leave.
And just walk out.

All right. Okay.

We're almost there, Violet.

- Just hang on.
- [doorknob clicking]

He's coming.

I got it.

I know what I have to do.
I have to get the money back.

The money? The money's gone.

No, no, no. Johnnie's got it.

I gotta get it back.

But it could be anywhere.

There's not enough time, Violet.

Johnnie's got to pick up Gino
at the airport, right?

That means he's probably
got the money with him.

He's probably got it in the car.

He didn't see you, did he?

No.

Good.

That's good.

So that means I got the edge.

He doesn't know I know.

That's why he put the paper in the case.

He wants me to hand it to Gino.

Then there's no doubt I did it.

Gino will put a bullet in me himself.

But that's not gonna happen.

That jag-off's not gonna set me up.

No way, no how, not like this.

This is insane.

What are you doing?

I'm leaving.
I don't want any part of this shit.

I don't want to be involved.

You can't leave.

The hell I can't.

I need you.

You don't need me.

You've never needed me.

I can't help you. Understand?

I can't let you leave, Violet.

Now, if you're not with me,
then I have to assume you're against me.

Ceasar, this is crazy.

Maybe it is.

Maybe it isn't.

Maybe you dropped that bottle of Scotch
by accident.

Maybe you didn't.

It would have been so easy
to let him in as you left.

[chuckles nervously]

You can't believe that.

I've seen the way he looks at you.

He's always wanted you.

Maybe $2 million finally bought you.

I'm sorry, Violet.

I wanna trust you.

I hope you understand.

I don't have any other choice.

You sure you don't want a drink?

[jaw harp twanging]

[intercom buzzes]

- Hello?
- [Johnnie] Yeah, we're here.

Hey, Johnnie.

- Open the fucking door.
- Sure. Come on up.

♪♪[dramatic]

Gino.

Good to see you. Vi, look who's here.

Hello, Gino. How are you?

Che bella.

You shouldn't have hit me.

- You want to get into this now?
- No, no, no, Ceasar, not now.

[exclaims]

You are as radiant as ever, Violet.

Mm-hm.

Gino, Glenlivet, right?

[speaking Italian]

And, uh, I'll have
whatever Violet's drinking.

- I'm not drinking.
- Oh. Well, then, neither will I.

No, I'll have a Tanqueray and tonic.

Mmm.

Ceasar, two T and Ts.

[ice cubes clinking]

Salute, huh? Roy, Pop.

Violet, Ceasar.

No, no, son. No, no, Johnnie, no.

- I gotta make a bet.
- No goddamn phone. Not now.

Cesare, come and sit.

We're gonna talk now.

Johnnie, you, too.

No, no.

Cesare, look at me.

Johnnie, he, uh,
said to me what happened.

Cesare, you gotta do me a favor.

A personal favor for me, huh?

You gotta start respecting Johnnie
the way you respect me.

Capisce?

Good. Good.

And you, Johnnie,
you gotta stop acting stupid.

You gotta earn this respect
that Cesare's gonna give.

Capisce?

Good.

Done.

Now...

where's my money?

♪♪[dramatic]

We know how this was done, eh?

Yeah. I know.

And it won't happen again, eh?

[Ceasar] No.

Good. Done. We go now.

Wait a minute, Pop. Jesus Christ.

Come on. You got, uh,
two hours till your plane leaves.

[Gino speaking Italian]

Well, so just relax. Have a drink.

[Gino speaking Italian]

So, Ceasar, tell me something.

What did it total out at?

$2.176.

[whistling] Unbelievable.

Grazie mille.

Can you believe that, Violet?

Johnnie, stai zitto.

Come on. I just want to know one thing.

Just one thing after he made
such a big deal about it.

I bet it wasn't such a big deal,
huh, Ceasar?

What's that, Johnnie?

[Johnnie] The money.

I bet it wasn't nothing to make it clean

after you made such a big fucking deal
about it.

Johnnie, what did I tell you?

It's important to me, Pop.
It's a simple question.

If he'd just answer the simple question,
that's the end of it.

Where's this going, Johnnie?

Just admit it.

Admit what?

That you overreacted.

That you lost it.

Not me.

It was your mistake.

You wanna play it this way?

I can play it this way.

You wanna know who made a mistake?

Open the case.

- Ceasar...
- Shut up, Violet.

This is between me and Johnnie.

You wanna do this now?

[Ceasar] Let's do it.

Open the fuckin' case.

Open the case.

[locks clicking]

Where's the fucking key?

You don't need a key.

Then how the fuck can I open it?

The same way you did before.

What are you talkin' about?

[sighs]

All right, Johnnie.

Violet...

Get me another drink.

What is this?

Don't. Don't you fucking move.

[speaks Italian]

Where is it, fuckface?

Where's what?

The money!

[stuttering] Okay, Ceasar,
I don't know what you're thinking here,

but if you don't put down that gun...

Sit down.

Ceasar, what is this?

Gino, your son stole this money
to set me up.

He fucking stole it, and I can prove it.

Violet, tell them.

Tell them!

For God's sake, Johnnie,
do what he says.

For Christ's sake...

This isn't happening.

[screams]

Next one blows off your fucking dick.

I'm looking at a dead man.

You're a fucking dead man.

Enough!

- Basta!
- Gino, don't.

You point the gun at me?

You know who I am.

I am Gino Marzzone, capisce?

[speaks Italian]

No, Gino, please.

[speaks Italian]

Gino, sit down.

We're...

We're family, Cesare.

Family, Ceasar.

Family.

Now...

give it to me.

Good man.

[gasping]

- [heavy thud]
- [grunts]

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

[gasps]

[yelling]

[groans]

Don't shoot.

[heavy thud]

[gun clicking]

[gun continues clicking]

[panting]

I had to do it, Violet.

You saw it.

I had no choice.

It was Johnnie.

Lying rat fuck.

He made me do it.

Hey. Hey.

You stupid fuck!

You think
you could set me up? Huh?

You...

I'm a dead man, Johnnie?

I'm a fucking dead man?

Guess again, Johnnie.

Who's the dead man? Who?

Who's dead, fuckface?

Who? Who?

I can't hear you, Johnnie.

Guess again.

Take another guess, Johnnie.

Take another fucking guess.

What are you doing?

Maybe three hours.

Ceasar, what are you going to do?

What do you think?
We're gonna get the money back.

What?

Violet, if we get the money back,
then none of this ever happened.

Ceasar, you just killed Gino Marzzone.

No, I didn't.

Not if the bodies disappear.

Not if the money's here.

Then they never showed up.

What happened to them?

I don't know. Maybe we'll never know.

My guess? It was a job.

Maybe the Carpellas.

All part of the business.

Look, once we find the money,
then everything's gonna be all right.

[police siren wailing]

[Violet whispering] Somebody called them.

- Fuck!
- Oh, no.

Fuck.

Ceasar, what are we gonna do?

They're just cops.

Stall them as long as you can.

[grunting]

[panting]

Gino, man...

[Ceasar grunting]

Come on.

Come on!

- [thud]
- [Ceasar grunting]

[sighs]

[intercom buzzing]

Answer it.

[buzzing]

Hello?

[police officer]
This is the police, ma'am.

The police?

We had a report of gunfire.

So if you could buzz us in, please.

Gunfire?

Is this a joke?

No joke, ma'am.

♪♪[dramatic]

Please open the door.

Um...

How do I know that
you're really the police?

Ma'am, you have to open the door.

All right.

[elevator bell dings]

[grunts]

[man grunting on TV]

[screams]

[man yells]

[gunshots on TV]

[sighs]

[TV blaring]

- [knock on door]
- [police officer] What's going on in here?

Now, if you're thinkin'
about doing something stupid,

remember,

I just killed Gino Marzzone.

You understand what that means?

They're just cops.

See? We're for real.

I'm sorry.
It's just that sometimes you hear stories.

You did the right thing.

Come on in.

Hey, hey, Chicago's finest.

How's it going tonight, fellas?

Very good, sir.

Look, I'm sorry. Got a bum ear.
Can't hear shit with it.

My name is Ceasar,
and this here's my Violet.

So, Violet tells me there's some problems
about gunshots?

Uh, yes, sir.
A neighbor in the building called in.

- I think we know what happened.
- Probably just the television.

Oh, the television.

Honey, why don't you turn it off?

This happened before.
This ear, I was born with it,

and today the batteries went dead
on my hearing aid.

I'm sorry.

- It's all right, sir.
- No big deal.

Listen. I hate to trouble you guys.

Can I get you a beer or somethin'?

Uh, no, not on duty. Sorry.

But, uh, you mind if I use your bathroom?

No. Sure. It's, uh, right over here.

Thanks.

Listen, you mind if I make myself a drink?

Yeah, right there.

Yeah, sure. Go right ahead, sir.

[clears throat]

[urinating]

[police officer grunts]

This is a beautiful place.

Thank you.

[blood squishing]

Is this a condo?

[toilet flushing]

Okay, let's roll.

Oh, uh, try to keep
extra batteries around for the aid, okay?

Good idea.

[door closes]

[Ceasar] Come on, let's go.

Shit.

♪♪[dramatic]

Fuck. Where is it? Where is it?

Think.

It's gotta be at his place.

- Get in the car.
- What?

- Ceasar, I don't think--
- Get in the fucking car.

[breathing heavily]

[car tires screeching]

$2 million, Corky.

[Ceasar] $2 million.

It's gotta be here. It's gotta be.

I just... I gotta, gotta think.

Think like Johnnie.

Okay.

I'm Johnnie.

I come in.

Where did I put it?

It's a lot of fucking money...

and I gotta hide it.

I gotta hide it. I don't have much time.

I gotta get to the airport,

pick up my fucking daddy!

[glass shattering]

"I can't wait to see Ceasar's face
when he finds out."

Where did he put it?

Cea...

Think. Think.

Where is it, you motherfucker?

Where? Where?

[grunting]

[sobbing]

Cea?

Cea.

It's not here, Ceasar.

Where is it?

I don't know.

It could be anywhere.

We don't even know
if he was alone, Ceasar.

Come on. We have to get out of here.

We don't have much time.

[panting]

What are you doing?

[phone beeping]

Gotta buy more time.

More time.

Who are you gonna call?

[line ringing]

- [Mickey] Yeah.
- Hey, Mickey?

Oh, God.

Ceasar, what the fuck time is it?

Oh, Mickey, I wake you up?

Listen, I'm sorry.
I-- I know it's late, but...

Look, I don't know if this is a big deal,
but they ain't showed up yet.

What? They ain't there?

No. No, I-- I-- I called the airport.

The plane landed on time.

I even called over at Johnnie's house,
but, uh, there's no answer there.

Okay. Let me call around.
I'll see what I can do.

Don't go anywhere, okay?

Yeah. Okay, sure.

Ceasar, you still have the money?

Oh, yeah, Mick. I still got the money.

Staring right at it.

Good. Sit tight. I'll call you.

Bye.

So I'll start packing.
You know what you have to do.

I'll use Johnnie's car to dump the bodies
in the lake.

I need plastic bags and rope and tape.

Just hurry.

[line ringing]

Please, Corky, please.

[sighs]

Thank God.

[Corky] I'm still here.

I was so afraid
you were going to leave me.

You don't quit on me, Violet,
I won't quit on you.

Corky, it worked. He's going to run.

He needs to take care of the bodies
to buy himself a little time,

but as soon as he leaves, it's over.

Just a little while longer.

Corky.

I wanna tell you something.

I know, Violet.

I know.

It's why I'm still here.

Who was that?

Vi, who the fuck was that?

Did you call Mickey?

Did you call Mickey?

Did you?

[choking]

[breathing heavily]

[phone ringing]

Mickey? That you?

Fuck.

[beeping]

[line ringing]

[phone ringing]

[phone continues ringing]

Who is that? Who's over there?

Who's over there? Tell me!

- Tell me!
- No! God!

No! Please don't! Please don't! [yells]

[Violet screaming]

No! No! No, Ceasar!

[grunts]

[doorknob clicking]

[Violet screaming]

Drop the fucking gun or die.

Drop it!

[gun thuds]

Turn around.

You?

Holy fucking Christ.

You gotta be fucking kidding me.

[Ceasar] You gotta be fucking kidding me.

Hey. Come on.

Wake up. Wake up.

Wake up.

Wake up, you fucking dyke.

Good.

I know everything now.

So I don't wanna hear
any "I don't know" bullshit.

You understand?

God.

I should have seen this coming
the minute I met you.

Everybody knows
your kind can't be trusted.

Fucking queers. You make me sick.

But you made a fatal mistake.

You tried to fuck the wrong guy,

and I swear to you,

I'm gonna kill you for it.

Where's my money?

- Don't tell him.
- Shut up, Violet.

He can't kill you.

- Violet!
- Not until he has the money.

[gunshot]

Now...

Where is it?

Lick me.

Where is my money?

Either pull the trigger or get
that fucking thing out of my face.

Fucking cunt.

Ceasar, stop acting
like an asshole and think.

Violet, don't try to tell me what to do.

You need the money just like we do.

- Shut up!
- Why don't you let us go?

- We'll make a deal.
- Shut the fuck up!

What? What? What?
What did you do to her, huh?

What did you fucking do to her?

That's not my Violet.

What did she do to you?

Everything you couldn't.

You ungrateful fucking bitch!

Vi, you were nothing before you met me!

Don't you remember you had nothing?

Who gave you this place, huh?

Who gave it to you?

I did, Vi. I did.

You were nothing. You had nothing.

What a load of crap.

Take a look at yourself, Ceasar.

You're nothing but a common thug.

You launder money for the mob.

You rent women like you rented
this apartment.

You used me, Ceasar.

You used me, that's all,
just like I used you.

All part of the business.

You betrayed me.

You murdered Gino!

Yeah, sure. You-- You made me.
I had to do that.

Bullshit. You did it. You.

You did it because you couldn't
stand the thought of Johnnie fucking you.

- Shut up.
- You shut up.

All right, Violet. All right.

You want the business, Violet?

All of the business?
I'll fucking give it to you.

I'll give you all of it.

I'm gonna make you fucking suffer,

just like Shelly, Violet,

just like fucking Shelly.

[muffled grunting]

I'm sorry, Corky.

Don't be sorry.

Help me.

Oh, no, no, no!

Hey, Vi, do you remember these?

All right. I'm gonna start with Violet...

[muffled screams]

...so you get an idea of what's comin'.

I'm gonna ask you ten questions.

Every time I don't get an answer...

[muffled screaming]

...I cut off a finger.

[muffled screaming continues]

Where's the money?

[intercom buzzing]

- [beeping]
- [intercom continues buzzing]

It's Mickey.

I said, where's the money?

- [muffled screaming]
- [Corky] All right.

I'll tell you.

It's in the apartment next door.

I put it in the paint drums.

Good.

Now, I promised you I would kill you.
Remember?

You can't kill me.

Oh, really? Why not?

I could be lying.

You're gonna be sorry you said that.

♪♪[dramatic]

[elevator bell dings]

Motherfuck!

Son of a bitch.

[grunting]

Keys. Keys. Keys. Keys.

[muffled grunting]

[grunting]

[knocking on door]

I can kill you right now

if that's what you want,

or you can live.

But I need your help.

You gotta help me make Mickey believe
that everything is normal.

Now, what do you wanna do?

You wanna live?

[doorknob clicking]

[doorknob clicking]

[exclaims]

Oh, shit!

Christ, Mickey.

You scared the shit out of me.

[Ceasar sighs]

What are you guys doing
with your peckers in your hand?

You gonna do me, Mickey? Is that it?

No, Cease. There was no answer.

I thought I heard
some knockin' at the door.

I was buzzing. I was knocking,

but I guess you couldn't hear me
on account of being in the shower.

Yeah, well, you know, Mick,
I'm all wound up.

I'm driving myself crazy
over this Gino thing, and, well,

Vi, you know, she thought maybe, uh...

She could, uh, you know,
relax me in the...

That Violet is one nice lady.

I wish someone would help me relax.

Ah.

Let me, uh, get you guys a drink, huh?

[Ceasar] I got Scotch, bourbon, vodka.
Whatever you want.

We was worried about you, Cease.

Me? Why?

We went over to Johnnie's place
just to check it out.

It was busted up, bad.

What?

I started thinking,
maybe it's about the money.

So I call you,
but all I get is the busy signal.

I figure the phone is off the hook.
That's why I come rushing over here.

Fuck. The phone. Shit.

That was me. I did that. Fuck!

That was a stupid thing to do, huh?

Hey, if Violet was helping me relax,

I'd probably do the same thing.

[chuckles]

[water running]

[water stops running]

Hey, Cease, can I ask you something?

Sure.

Why did you move all the furniture around?

Let me guess.

That was Violet's idea, too.

Yeah, uh, actually,

she was, uh, nervous
about Gino coming.

You know, wanted everything
to look perfect, and, uh,

you know women, Mick.

Sure, Cease.

They make us do stupid things, don't they?

- Is that the money?
- Yeah, yeah, that's it.

What did it total out at?

$2.176.

That fucking Shelly.

Gotta hand it to the guy,
but, Jesus, if I were him,

I would have bailed a long time ago.

I mean,

how much money does a man need?

I remember, I was just staring
at all this goddamn money.

Shelly down on his knees,

and the next thing I know,

Johnnie just blows his head off.

What a fuckin' mess.

Johnnie's laughin' his ass off,

and that's when Ceasar lost it,

and boom.

He cold-cocked him.

He cold-cocks fucking Johnnie Marzzone.

[both laughing]

Hey, Ceasar.

Where's the key?

Um...

The key.

Oh. They're-- They're in my pants

[stammering] in the bathroom.

Ah, fuck it. I don't need the key.

I didn't need a key to get in here, did I?

[gulping]

[heart beating]

[heart pounding]

[phone ringing]

Who could that be?

[phone continues ringing]

Are you gonna answer it?

Yeah.

[phone continues ringing]

- Hello?
- [Violet] Hello, Ceasar.

- This is Gino.
- What?

You're blowing your only chance, asshole.
Act like I'm Gino.

Holy Christ, we've been worried sick
about you, Gino!

- Good boy.
- It's Gino.

Where the hell is he?

We were in a car accident.

- [Ceasar] They were in a car accident.
- But everybody's all right.

Everybody's all right,
just bruises and shit.

Un-fucking-believable.

I called those highway patrol dumb fucks.

Mick, please. I'm trying to hear Gino.

Now, you listen to me, asshole.
I know your gun is behind the bar.

Either we make a deal right now,

or I come out
and I hand this phone to Mickey.

I'm listenin'.

All right.

I want what's mine. I want half the money.

We get rid of Mickey,
and no one else dies.

No one.

Say, "Yes, I understand."

Yes, I understand.

Tell them I'm at St. Mary's,
off the Kennedy, in the waiting room.

Stay on the phone until I come out.

Okay. Right.

St. Mary's, off the Kennedy. Yeah.

Johnnie's okay?

Mickey, what are you doing here?

Violet, it's Gino and Johnnie.
They were in a car accident.

Oh, my God. Is everybody all right?

- I think everything is okay.
- All right. All right. Bye.

They're at St. Mary's.
Can you fucking believe this?

I can't fit them all in my car,
so give me your keys.

- Sure. Sure. Vi.
- You drive my car, Lou.

[Ceasar] Vi. Vi!

Do me a favor. Go in my pants
in the bathroom and get my keys, okay?

Come on, let's go. Vi, let's go!

Thanks, V.

Call me as soon as you get there, eh?

Leave your phone on the hook.

Now, that's teamwork.

I should have let him kill you.

He would have done you, too.

I knew I couldn't trust you.

Relax.

I said I would let you live,

and I will...

maybe.

[grunting]

Let's go see if your dyke
was dumb enough to lie.

Let's go.

[grunting]

Yes.

No!

♪♪[dramatic]

Violet!

[grunting]

Violet!

Violet!

Violet!

[grunts]

Please!

[elevator bell dings]

[grunting]

Bitch. You fucking bitch!

[panting]

[line ringing]

- Mickey?
- [Mickey] Violet?

Oh, God, Mickey.

He made me do it. I was so afraid.

I didn't want to, Mickey.
It was Ceasar, all Ceasar.

He made me help him.

You have to help me.

Oh, God! Oh, God, he's coming!

♪♪[dramatic]

Corky.

[Ceasar] Fuck!

[groans]

[yells]

[grunting]

Stop.

Oh, for Christ's sakes!

[Ceasar sighs]

It's over, Ceasar.

I called Mickey. He's on his way.

Get out of here, Ceasar.

If you want to live,
you better start running.

All these years, Vi,
and you still don't know me.

But I know you.

Ceasar, don't.

What are you gonna do with that, Vi?

Shoot me?

Kill me in cold blood?

I don't think so.

If you were gonna shoot me, Vi,
you'd have done it a long time ago.

If I were you,

I'd have shot me the minute
I brought the money back to the apartment.

But you didn't, and I'll tell you why.

You don't want to shoot me, Vi.

Do you?

Do you?

I know you don't.

Ceasar, you don't know shit.

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

[gunshots]

[Violet] I'll never understand it, Mickey.

You didn't even call the police.

I told you.

The family doesn't want
the police around.

We want to take care of it
ourselves, and we will.

I'll find him.

I swear I will.

I know you will.

Sure you gonna be okay?

I mean...

If you're having second thoughts...

my offer still stands.

Thanks, Mickey,

but I have to get out.

You know, I have to get away
from all this.

But thanks.

Thanks for everything.

[footsteps approaching]

Hey.

Hey.

So how did it go?

- I'm here, aren't I?
- Mm-hm.

[lock beeps]

Oh, I thought we might
need a getaway car.

Hmm.

[engine starts]

You know what the difference is
between you and me, Violet?

No.

Me neither.

["She's a Lady" playing]

♪ Well, she's all you'd ever want ♪

♪ She's the kind
I like to flaunt and take to dinner ♪

♪ But she always knows her place ♪

♪ She's got style, she's got grace
She's a winner ♪

♪ She's a lady ♪

♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa, she's a lady ♪

♪ Talkin' about that little lady ♪

♪ And the lady is mine ♪

♪ Well, she's never in the way ♪

♪ Always something nice to say ♪

♪ Oh, what a blessin' ♪

♪ I can leave her on her own ♪

♪ Knowin' she's okay alone
And there's no messin' ♪

♪ She's a lady ♪

♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa, she's a lady ♪

♪ Talkin' about that little lady ♪

♪ And the lady is mine ♪

♪ Well, she never asks very much ♪

♪ And I don't refuse her ♪

♪ Always treat her with respect ♪

♪ I never would abuse her ♪

♪ What she's got is hard to find ♪

♪ And I don't want to lose her ♪

♪ Help me build a mountain ♪

♪ From a little pile of clay ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Well, she knows what I'm about ♪

♪ She can take what I dish out ♪

♪ And that's not easy ♪

♪ But she knows me through and through ♪

♪ And she knows just what to do ♪

♪ And how to please me ♪

♪ She's a lady ♪

♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa, she's a lady ♪

♪ Talkin' about that little lady ♪

♪ And the lady is mine ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ She's a lady ♪

♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa, she's a lady ♪

♪ Listen to me, people, she's a lady ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She's a lady ♪

♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa, she's a lady ♪

♪ Talkin' about the little lady ♪

♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪

♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa ♪

♪ She's a lady ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ She's a lady ♪

♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa, she's a lady ♪

♪ I can't live without that little lady ♪