Casualties of Love: The Long Island Lolita Story (1993) - full transcript
Joey Buttafuoco's story, of how a sexy, possessive young girl destroyed his life by telling her friends the two are lovers and then shooting his wife.
[PLAYING ROCK BEAT]
You coming, man?
[SIREN WAILING]
Damn it! Damn it!
[SNIFFS, THEN CLEARS THROAT]
[LAUGHING]
[SIGHS SOFTLY]
[ENGINE REVVING]
[TIRES SCREECH]
[COUGHING]
[EXHALING SHARPLY]
Sorry I didn't come by last weekend, Mom.
I got really busy with the band, you know.
And, uh, I just wanted to come by
and tell you I love you.
And bless Mary Jo and the kids for me.
[PANTING, LAUGHING]
And I better get going, because she's gonna kill me.
Oh, Ma.
I love you, Ma.
[IMITATES DRUM BEATS]
[CLOCK TICKING]
[♪♪♪]
[SNIFFING]
[SIGHS]
I'm sorry, baby.
Come on, Mary Jo. I'm really sorry.
Where the hell have you been?
I was at the studio. What, till 5:00 in the morning?
Yes! We were partying.
That's why I didn't come home.
Come on. I'm really sorry, Mary Jo.
What does that mean, "I'm sorry"?
I'm sitting here, I don't know whether you're dead or alive
or wrapped around some tree, Joey.
I'm waiting for the police to call, for the phone to ring.
I can't take this anymore. I'm not wrapped around a tree.
Sweetheart, I'm right here. Now, come on. Give me a hug.
I don't wanna have sex with you.
I know that. I don't wanna have sex with you.
I just wanna be close to you. Come on!
Joey, no. I've had it. I swear to--
You promised me that you'd quit.
You promised you'd get off the coke.
I can't take this anymore.
You're just giving me ulcers. All right. All right!
I gotta get up for work in a half hour.
Let me sleep, and we'll talk in the morning.
We're not talking about this anymore.
What are you bitching about?
You got plenty of money, you got food in the refrigerator
and the bills are paid.
What are you giving me such a hard time for?
This is gonna be your last hard time.
What's this?
Where are you going?
I'm not going anywhere.
You're the one who's going.
Now, I called your father,
I spoke to my parents, and I made all the arrangements.
Joseph, sit down now!
Now, I'm driving you over to a rehab,
and you're checking in,
and you're getting off this coke for good.
Because if you ev-- Listen to me.
If you ever do it again,
I am taking these kids, and I'm leaving you.
Now, it's all up to you.
Now, what's it gonna be?
It's either the coke or your family.
[WHISPERS] What's it gonna be?
[♪♪♪]
JOEY: Mary Jo! Mary Jo!
Look at you.
You shaved your beard!
I didn't even recognize you. [LAUGHING]
[SIGHS] It's me. It's the old me.
So how do you feel? Great.
Good. I'm taking it one day at a time,
and I'm feeling better than ever.
The kids know I'm coming home? Oh, yeah.
They think you've been in Florida, but they miss you.
Well, I missed them a lot too.
Mary Jo, look, my drug addiction
is like a disease of the attitude.
Yeah. Sweetheart,
I had such a bad attitude,
I don't know how you ever put up with me.
I'm sorry. Well, I guess you're worth it.
[BOTH LAUGH]
MAN: Hey, Joey! Yo!
Good luck, man.
Jason, it's been great knowing you, brother!
Hey, Joey, is that Mary Jo? Yeah.
[LAUGHS] Is she the most beautiful wife
in the world or what? Joey!
What? Take a bow! Stop it!
These guys have been hearing about you for weeks!
Look, guys, I gotta go.
But remember, you ever need any auto-body work done,
bring it to me, Complete Auto Body in Baldwin.
I'll give you Joey's discount special, all right?
I'll be there. All right.
Look, you guys take care of yourselves.
Remember I love you, stay sober and God bless!
You running for office or something?
Will you get in the car? Hey, I love these guys.
But most of all, I love Mary Jo!
Will you get in the car?! See you, guys!
[♪♪♪]
Hey, Joey, you all right? Your arm getting tired? Huh?
Come on! Don't hurt yourself.
You gotta work today.
[GROANS]
One round, one round. Come on. Hey, we got a customer.
Where? Customer, customer.
BOBBY: Oh, damn.
Come here.
Damn it.
What's the matter?
This must be this nutcase's daughter.
This guy comes in yesterday, right?
He wants pinstripes on his daughter's car.
Yeah? That car.
He can't make up his mind what color.
First black, then white. No, red.
Ooh, is it fancy enough?
Drove me nuts.
This must be the kid. What, are you a psychic?
Hi. How you doing? Hi.
Hi. Uh, I think my father was in here yesterday.
Yeah. Yeah, he wanted pinstripes put on your car.
What color did he want? Let me ask you something.
What color do you want? Heh, black would be great.
Black. We got black.
I kind of got another problem.
I was wondering if I could show it to you.
Yeah.
What happened? Well, I was backing out
of my garage, and I crashed against the side of it.
But I can't tell my father what happened
'cause I just got my learner's permit.
My mother might make him take the car away.
She didn't want him to give me one right away. A car, I mean.
He's gonna drop off the car to you to put the pinstripes on.
And I gotta tell him tonight what happened.
But when you guys look at cars, you could tell what happened.
Okay, okay. So, what do you wanna tell him?
I'm gonna tell him I was having dinner with my boyfriend
at the Lighthouse Diner in Montauk,
and when we came out, someone had kicked the mirror off.
So will you guys go along with that? Please.
Excuse me for just a second. Okay?
Joey. What?
Listen, I think this is a weird family,
and I don't got the patience.
So you take care of it.
Bobby, money's money.
I got it. No problem.
Uh...
All right. I'll cover for you. Oh, great. Great.
So when my father comes in, we'll pretend we never met.
No problem. I'll take care of it.
Thank you, thank you. You are saving my life.
That's what we're here for. Okay. I'll see you tomorrow.
You got it.
Thank you. Take it easy.
Bye. [ENGINE STARTS]
It's all over, Dad! You're a goner!
You're dead, Paulie! Say your last rites!
Going up in smoke! You're a goner! You're gone!
[BOTH LAUGHING]
JOEY: Go! Go! Go!
One more! You're meat! Lookit that, lookit that!
Look out, Jess! [YELLS]
I got you!
[JOEY EXCLAIMS] [LAUGHING]
Gonna get you! You're gonna give me whiplash, Joey.
I'll give you a kiss. You're gonna give me a kiss?
No, don't-- What are you doing?! Hey!
Hey, hey, hey! No jumping out of cars! No jumping out of cars!
Come on. That's it. We're sorry.
The ride is over.
You see the sign over there? "No head-on bumping."
Come on, sweetheart. Whole family, everybody out.
Everybody just calm down. Relax.
I'm gonna have a little talk. No, nothing to talk about.
Come on. I got rules. It's my kids' birthday.
I got insurance! They're twins.
You're gonna close me down with that.
Look, let me give you 10 bucks, all right?
Ten bucks?
All right. I'll give you 20.
Here. I'll give you 20. Twenty.
Twenty-five, okay? There you go. That's all I got.
Five minutes. No acrobats.
Guess what?
We've been forgiven!
Let the games continue!
Here we go!
When she walked out of the diner,
she found out some idiot had kicked her mirror in.
It wasn't her fault, but she feels terrible.
Oh, I almost forgot.
After you repair the car, when you put the, uh...
Pinstripes? The pinstripes on,
I want you to stencil her name on the sides.
Okay. "Aimee."
That's spelled A-I-M-E-E.
Two E's. Yeah.
But I want that to be a big surprise.
I don't want her to know.
My lips are sealed, Mr. Fisher. [CAR HORN HONKS]
Ah, here comes my little princess now.
Just make the car perfect.
Polish it up real shiny.
See, my daughter, she ran away,
and she was gone for almost two weeks.
We didn't know where she was, and now she's back.
I want everything to be perfect.
You got it. [CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
Amy. This is Joey.
Joey's gonna take care of you.
Hi, it's nice to meet you, Joey. Real pleasure.
I don't want you to worry about a thing.
I'm gonna make your car look like it's brand-new.
Thank you. Here you go.
Okay.
Anything else I can do for you, Mr. Fisher?
Eh, call me Elliot.
No, no. You've earned Mr. Fisher.
I like to treat a man with the respect that he deserves.
So that's how it's gonna be.
To me, you're Mr. Fisher, huh?
Well, all right.
You see? This is a nice man.
He's not like those guys you run around with.
He's polite, very respectful. He owns his own business.
This is the kind of man I'd like to see you end up with.
Well, hey, you two have a great day, okay?
Thanks.
JOEY: Hey, I hope I never see you again.
That was a joke, Dad.
Oh, heh, I get it. [CHUCKLES]
Hey, I got you, Mr. Fisher. Take it easy.
MAN: Twenty-five-hundred-dollar job? It's almost totaled.
[♪♪♪]
Amy!
How the hell did you this? I drove over something.
It was cement, and it had these studs sticking up all over it.
As soon as I went over it, it just smashed up into the car.
Amy, you got some major damage here.
You have to tell your father about this.
No, no. We can't!
Then he's gonna ask where this happened.
I was in Levittown when I was supposed to be in school, okay?
We can't. All right. Just calm down.
Come on, come on, come on. [CRYING]
Everything will be all right, okay?
I'll take care of you.
Everything will be all right. All right? All right, look.
Now, come on. Give me a smile.
Come on. Stop crying all over that pretty face of yours.
I'm not pretty. Excuse me, but I happen to be
a connoisseur of pretty women,
and you are a very pretty young lady.
[CHUCKLES] There's that smile I know.
Come on. Here, here. Wipe your face.
Now, let's see
how we can fix this car, okay? Okay.
For the least amount of bucks possible.
Of course, I'll throw in Joey's special discount
one more time for you, huh?
[CHUCKLES]
How old are you?
I'm 37. Why?
[AMY GIGGLES SOFTLY]
It's just that I like older guys.
I mean, the boys in my school, one, two, three, you know,
and it's, like, over.
Excuse me, but, uh, what do you mean,
"one, two, three, and it's over"?
[GIGGLES]
You know, they get on top of you,
one, two, three,
and they're finished before they even started.
Really?
When I was 12 years old,
my parents had a tile man
doing Italian marble in the house.
And he was the first guy I ever did it with.
Get out of here.
You're serious? Yeah.
Amy, you had sex when you were 12 years old?
[LAUGHS]
Yeah. It was a guy right off the boat from Italy.
He didn't even speak English.
I just saw him recently, but it wasn't the same.
Wow. You really did it when you were 12?
What are you looking at me for? I'm a old dog.
I got a family. I'm all used up. [LAUGHS]
Oh, no. You're in great shape.
I can tell you work out because you have really nice arms.
Yeah, well, I work out at this little hole-in-the-wall gym.
I need a new gym. The one I go to now is like a pickup joint.
I could you introduce you to my friend.
He owns the place, Paul Makely. That'd be great.
Good.
How come, uh... How come you got a beeper?
So, you know, people who need me can get ahold of me.
Like when my car's finished, you could beep me, heh.
I could beep you? Yeah, heh.
I'm gonna give you a special code.
You know what it's gonna be? 007.
007? What am I, like James Bond over here?
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
No, you're not James Bond.
James Bond couldn't even come close to you.
[♪♪♪]
Oh, Bobby, would you do that?
I'd do that. Oh, I'd do that.
Would you do that? Nah. Nah, I wouldn't do that.
I would definitely do that.
Yeah.
What are you staring at?
All right! She's gone! Now can you get back to work?
JOEY: Okay, Dad. Okay.
Come on.
Come on!
We got work to do.
JOEY: ♪ You got a smile so bright ♪
♪ You know you could have been A candle ♪
♪ I'm holding you so tight ♪
♪ You know you could have been A handle ♪
♪ The way you swept me Off my feet, yeah ♪
♪ You know you could have been A broom ♪
♪ And, honey You smell so sweet ♪
♪ You know you could have been Some perfume ♪
♪ Well, you could have been-- ♪
What are you doing in here?
What do you think I'm doing in here, hm?
You're not gonna take advantage of me, are you, Mary Jo?
Yeah? Turn around. Put your hands up.
But, officer, honest,
I was singing along to my wedding song.
Ahem, excuse me, officer,
you're getting awfully personal down there.
Oh, I've been known to be a little personal.
Really? Yeah.
Well...
Hiya.
Hi, baby.
Amy, not for nothing, sweetheart.
This is the fifth time you've banged up your car this summer.
I know. I'm a terrible driver.
Since I got back from the cruise, I think I forgot how.
[JOEY & AMY CHUCKLE] This is a big one this time.
You have to leave it here at least a week.
Well, when can I get it back?
'Cause I need my car for school and my job.
I tell you, I don't know what we could there.
Bobby, I'll just go upstairs, take a look at the books.
All right. All right? Let's go.
CUSTOMER: I don't see why you had to replace the hood.
Hi, Mr. Buttafuoco!
[♪♪♪]
What's up here?
This is our private office.
I come up here to jam with the band sometimes, just hang out.
Are these all your kids, Joey? Oh, heh, no.
That's my boy, Paulie. That's my daughter, Jesse.
Cute. Yeah.
And this is your wife?
That's Mary Jo.
She's pretty, isn't she?
[CHUCKLES]
Do you plan on having any more kids?
[CHUCKLES]
Not me, baby. I had the big...
[WHISTLES] ...V. [LAUGHS]
A vasectomy? Yeah.
Yeah, I've got all the kids I want. That's it.
Oh!
How was your cruise?
It was great. Yeah?
I ate too much and spent all my time with the maître d'.
Oh, yeah?
Doing what?
Why? Are you jealous?
Me, jealous? What do I have to be jealous about?
[CHUCKLES]
[SINGSONG] I think you are.
Joey, I want one of these shirts.
Sorry. We don't give these out to customers.
But I'll give you a promotional t-shirt if you want one.
Wait a minute.
You mean all the business I give you guys,
I don't rate one of these shirts?
Amy, I can't give you one of these.
Only my brother, my Dad and me wear these. That's it.
So I'm not special at all?
Come on. I want this shirt. Give it to me.
You want mine? Yeah.
It's got grease all over it. Heh, I don't care.
I wanna be wearing your shirt on my body.
[♪♪♪]
Might be a little big on you.
I can handle your size.
You can handle extra-large?
Hm?
I can handle anything you give me.
You sure about that?
Yeah. I'm sure.
If I leave my car here, will you take me home?
Sure.
No problem.
I want this shirt, Joey.
Can't. Can't do it.
I want it. Can't do it.
Come on, Joey. Nah, I can't.
I'd love to, but I can't.
Oh, you know, I forgot my sunglasses.
I'll meet you outside. Okay.
[♪♪♪]
Joey. Joey. What?
Did you see how she folded that pizza?
The way she put it in her mouth and took a bite real slow
when she was looking at you? Maybe the pizza was hot.
The pizza was hot? She's hot for you.
No way. Come on. She's just a kid, Frankie.
But she is a beautiful thing, huh?
Yeah, she is.
[ENGINE STARTS]
[CARNIVAL MUSIC PLAYS]
[PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]
There he is. That's him. Which one?
The guy buying the cotton candy. The old one?
Yeah!
Hey, Joey!
Look, he's coming over here.
What are you doing in Massapequa?
Just cruising, thought we'd stop in.
Oh, yeah? This is my friend Lizzie.
How you doing? Want some cotton candy?
Yeah, sure. So you having a good time?
Having a ball. The kids are over in the restaurant.
How's the new car? Oh, great.
I am glad I totaled that Daytona.
I love the LeBaron. And if I wreck it,
you are the only one I will let touch it.
That's what we're here for, right? Heh-heh!
Joey is a very nice man.
A very nice man.
Look, I, uh, gotta be over there when they come out, so...
Don't I get a kiss goodbye?
Look, I gotta go.
[♪♪♪]
[SCOFFS]
You are not really dating this guy.
Yeah. Oh, well, then how come
you guys aren't hanging out if you're dating him?
Hello. Did you hear him? He is married.
Amy, seriously, like,
you shouldn't be dating him if he's married.
Oh, don't start, Miss Innocent.
I've always liked older guys, and Joey's really nice.
And he makes a lot of money. I mean, a lot of money.
And we really care about each other.
Wait. Like, you've slept with him?
Yeah.
Once when he drove me home from the shop.
He was the best sex I ever had, so slow and sensitive.
In your bedroom in your house? Yeah.
We went to motels, and we did it on his boat. And you know what?
He said I'm the most beautiful girl he has ever seen.
[WHIRRING]
♪ Soft as a summer breeze... ♪
[CONTINUES SINGING INDISTINCTLY]
WOMAN [OVER PA]: Joey, pick up line one. Joey, pick up line one.
♪ She's mine ♪
♪ I love her so ♪
♪ She's mine ♪
♪ I just want the world To know ♪
Frankie, just listening to Bobby's new demo tape.
It's all right. I liked it a lot.
Oh, yeah?
Bobby here. Just kidding. It's me, Joey.
What's the matter now, Amy?
What?
What the hell did you do that for? Are you crazy?
No, wait, wait, wait. Wait a minute!
Your father called the assistant DA?
Are you at home?
You stay there! What's the matter?
I gotta go straighten something out.
What happened?
"Joey, can you cover for me?" Are you nuts?
[♪♪♪]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[KNOCKS]
Mrs. Fisher, we gotta talk about something.
Yes, we do have to talk about something!
Shame on you. How could you?
I'd like to set the record straight.
How could you take advantage of my little princess?
I never touched her! Amy, get down here!
I am not involved with her on any level!
That's not what Amy says. How can you do this to me?
You're in a lot of trouble! No, I'm not.
Amy, will you tell them the truth?
Now, you listen to me!
This happened to a relative of mine!
Wait a minute! I had nothing to do with this.
I swear on my mother's grave.
Mr. Fisher, she's your daughter. I would never, never.
I am a happily married man. I have two beautiful children.
And I love my wife. Do you understand me?
Amy. Amy, please, tell them the truth.
I swear, I never touched your daughter. I swear.
For God's sakes, Amy, please.
Please tell them! [SOBBING]
Amy, tell them!
Amy, you tell him. Tell him what you told us.
You said Joey gave you herpes. Don't worry, honey.
I know what I said. You were telling me the truth?
Your father called the district attorney on me.
Please tell them.
ELLIOT: You gotta say the truth.
Amy. Say something right here.
It wasn't Joey.
What?
I thought it would be okay
if Joey was the one who gave it to me
because you think so highly of him.
ROSEANN: Oh, my God.
Do you realize the trouble you've put this man in?
Do you realize what you've done?
The trouble you've put him in? Don't be afraid, Amy!
You're a young girl! Tell us what you told--
I'm sorry. I'm sorry!
Now you hear the truth. I'm sorry!
You hear the truth right now, right from her.
She was lying. Do you understand me?
Daddy's home! Daddy's home!
Hey, monkey. Ahh!
Can I have a ride? You want a ride? Here we go.
Where's Mommy? In the kitchen.
Here we go.
Whoa, horsey. [NEIGHS]
Joey! [BOTH LAUGH]
Hi, honey. Mm! Hey, baby. I love you.
Well, I love you more. Mwah! [LAUGHING]
Hey. Here we go!
Joey, dinner's gonna burn. What?
Forget dinner. No dinner's gonna ruin a dance with my wife.
Mary Jo, dinner's burning. Hey!
What kind of mother serves her poor kids burned food, huh?
If you don't sit down, I'm gonna hit you with this pot.
I mean it. Get out of this kitchen.
Hey, Paulie.
Hey, Dad. I got some great baseball cards.
Oh, yeah? Like who? The rookie Carlton Fisk.
Not bad. And Willie Mays.
Willie Mays!
All right! Big score! Big score!
Hey, did you put your finger in that applesauce?
[GIGGLES]
So how was your day? Mommy and me went shopping.
We both got some new outfits. I got a--
And I had basketball practice, which sucked.
Hey, watch your language.
Yeah, Paulie, watch your language. It sucks.
Hey. And how was your day? My day?
My day was kind of nutty. Yeah? What?
Is Bobby driving you crazy with all his nitpicking?
No, no, no. It was this customer. Uh...
She really freaked out.
Yeah? Who?
She was, uh...
She was this old lady, about 100 years old.
She was still driving. She hit a telephone pole.
[CHUCKLES] Oh, no.
I had to take her inside the office, calm her down,
give her a hug.
I gave her Joey's special treatment.
♪ She's mine ♪ ♪ She's mine ♪
♪ I love her so ♪
♪ She's mine ♪ ♪ She's mine ♪
♪ Just want the world to know ♪
♪ That she's mine ♪ ♪ She's mine ♪
♪ Oh, ain't never gonna Let her go ♪
♪ Oh, oh, she's mine ♪
♪ It just so happens That later on ♪
♪ I'll be seeing one of them Tonight... ♪
Bobby!
Joey! What's going on?
♪ And with all the hearts She could have owned ♪
♪ Her heart belongs to me ♪
♪ She's mine ♪ ♪ She's mine ♪
♪ I love her so ♪
♪ She's mine ♪ ♪ She's mine... ♪
So, what are you doing? You been practicing or what?
Practicing what? The drums,
in case Bobby gets sick.
Maybe you could fill in for him. Ha-ha-ha.
You're very funny, Frankie. I'm not meaning to be funny.
There's Amy. Where?
Miss Herpes.
Joey!
She's been calling the shop every day.
Your father won't put the calls through.
Are you still mad at me? Mad?
[LAUGHS]
Why should I be mad? All you did
was tell your parents that I gave you herpes.
I said I was sorry.
♪ Makes my life complete ♪
♪ She's mine ♪ ♪ She's mine... ♪
I didn't know your brother played the drums.
Yeah.
Look, there's some people here I gotta go talk to, okay?
Another girl?
Where's your wife? At home.
Look, I really gotta go.
No, Joey, Joey, wait, wait. I gotta ask you one question.
What? Like, what would it be like
if you weren't married?
If I wasn't married, Amy? I wouldn't be married.
No, no, but wait.
What would it be like if you weren't married?
You listen to me, I cannot imagine my life
without my wife and kids.
Do you understand me, huh? Excuse me.
Well, if you had to--
I mean, if you had to imagine it, what would it be like?
Like if I had to imagine my parents being dead...
What? ...how would you imagine
being all alone?
Amy...
Joey, come on. We gotta go.
These people gotta talk to us. Hi. Bye.
Joey! Look.
♪ Oh, oh, she's mine ♪
♪ Yeah, she's mine ♪
Joey.
It's important. Yes, it's about my car--
[LINE CLICKS, THEN DIAL TONE] [GRUNTS, THEN INHALES SHARPLY]
[STUDENTS CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]
Hey, Amy.
Yeah? What's the matter?
Nothing. Nothing. Whoa, what is the matter? Wait.
What's wrong? Nothing.
I just got into a fight with my boyfriend, that's all.
Who? Paul, the guy from the gym? No, not Paul. Joey.
You are still dating that married guy from this summer?
I'm in love with him.
Oh, what, you think he's gonna leave his wife?
Is that what you think? You don't know him, okay?
He's a good person, and he loves me.
If he loves you, like, why hasn't he left his wife?
Why does your affair have to be secret?
Because it's just very complicated, okay?
Well, look, love should not be that complicated, okay?
I mean, come on, Amy. What is it with Joey?
He just-- He'd be perfect if he didn't have a wife.
[CHUCKLES] I mean, I want a husband
who knows about what family is, a real family, not like mine.
And I wanna be a married mother.
[SIGHS]
I guess I just can't deal with this anymore.
Amy, come on. You're 17.
Like, what can't you deal with anymore?
I just-- I wanna be grown-up.
And I want to have a family,
and Joey would be the perfect husband.
Well, yeah, but there's only one small problem.
He's already got a wife.
Yeah. Well, every problem can be fixed.
MARY JO: ♪ Baby, you're so tight ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, you know You could have been a handle ♪
♪ Baby, you're so bright ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, you know You could have been a candle ♪
[DOORBELL RINGS] ♪ The way you swept me ♪
♪ Off my feet ♪
♪ You know you could have been A broom, ooh, ooh ♪
♪ Baby, you're so... ♪
Hi. Hi.
I'm from Massapequa High School,
and we're having a fund drive.
I'd like to know if you'd buy a candy bar.
Oh, hon, I gotta tell you something.
You've picked the wrong house.
Between Halloween and my kids selling candy
for their own fundraiser, I'm candied out.
[BOTH LAUGH]
Oh, come on, please. I have three left.
Please. Really, I don't need it.
Honey, could you stop rocking? You're making me dizzy.
Oh, heh-heh.
Really, I don't need it. I just bought $10 from my own kids.
They had their own fundraiser. Really, I don't need it. Okay?
Come on, please. For the high school.
For the high school. Come on.
All right. I'll buy one.
Okay.
Let me get my purse. Come on inside.
[♪♪♪]
When she comes back outside, shoot her.
Okay. Got it.
All right. I'll take one.
But I only have three left. Won't you take all three?
Look, sweetheart, I already told you inside,
I don't need any more candy.
Go across the street.
I'm sure people will buy the other two.
Thank you.
[DOOR CLOSES]
What is the matter with you?
What happened? Why didn't you shoot?
Are you kidding? Amy, the gun's not even loaded.
Did you really think I was gonna shoot her?
You chicken. You coward! You used me.
I've been giving you all this free sex.
I gave you $600. Listen to me.
If you don't find someone else to do the shooting
or give me my money back,
I am gonna have your legs broken.
Do you understand me?
Yeah.
Do you understand? Yes.
Let's get out of here. Come on.
Some of these figures don't agree with mine.
Would you mind going over them again?
Cas, I am telling you, they're right.
Well, don't attack me. Just check them out.
Hey, look who's here.
That's the eighth time she's driven by this month.
[SCOFFS]
[♪♪♪]
[DOORBELL RINGS]
[SIGHS]
Hi. Uh can you come outside for a minute?
[SCOFFS]
Are you Mrs. Joseph Buttafuoco? Yes.
Well, it's, uh, not every day I confront a wife,
but I'm here to tell you that your husband, Joey,
is having an affair with my little sister.
[SCOFFS]
Really?
I think the idea of a 40-year-old man
sleeping with a 16-year-old girl is absolutely disgusting.
I mean, you look familiar.
Do I know you? No. No, you don't.
How--? What is your name, sweetheart?
Ann Marie.
How old are you, Ann Marie? Nineteen.
Oh. And where do you live? I live over there in Bar Harbor.
Bar Harbor's over in the other direction, honey.
Oh, heh, yeah, that's right. I got confused.
Look, Ann Marie, where do you really live?
Look, okay, I have proof. I found this in her bed.
[♪♪♪]
Well, you know, this thing doesn't prove anything.
I have dates and times when they were together.
There was a time last week at 5:30.
They were on some boat. Look!
We could stand here and debate this all day long.
You know, I don't know you.
You've come to me with this. What do you expect me to do?
Do you expect me to stand here and listen to you?
I don't think so.
I think I'll go inside, call my husband, and I'll talk to him.
Thank you for coming by.
[PISTOL COCKS]
[GUNSHOT]
Oh, God. Get off!
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[CAR DOOR OPENS, CLOSES, THEN ENGINE STARTS]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
DOCTOR: I want a full CBC on this.
NURSE: I got that.
Over here.
Where's my wife? I wanna see my wife.
Where is she? Who are you?
This is Joey Buttafuoco. They brought her here.
She's been shot. Where is she? In the back.
Doctors are working on her. Is she in that room?
Mr. Buttafuoco, you can't go back there.
Let the doctors do their job.
Is she still alive or did they kill her?
Somebody's gonna come talk to you.
Is she right back there?
How bad is she?
I can't give you any details, but we did call the priest.
Oh, my God. What?
They called for the priest. It's just a precaution.
Last rites? Mary Jo-- Take it easy, Joey.
Joey, take it easy. Mr. Buttafuoco.
I'm Detective Marty Alger.
This is probably a bad time for you, but we have to talk to you.
About what? About the shooting.
I don't know anything. Step in here, please.
When was the last time you saw your wife?
This morning when I went to work.
Was she expecting any visitors? No.
Joey, what the hell is going on?
Somebody shot Mary Jo, Mike. Is she all right?
I don't know. Did your wife have any enemies?
Whoa, excuse me. Who are you?
Who are you? Mike Brindenour. He's my lawyer.
Lawyer? What do you need a lawyer for?
Joey, come here. He's like one of the family.
Who are you? What do you guys got?
I'm his brother. Vince Donnelly.
What do you got? Just find out who did it,
and then I'm gonna kill him, understand?
Tell me what happened. I don't know what happened.
Excuse me. I really do have to talk to Mr. Buttafuoco.
Did you by any chance have an argument with your wife?
What? Mr. Buttafuoco?
That's me. Uh, can I see you in private?
Um, come this way, please.
Mike, Bobby. Mr. Buttafuoco, I'm afraid
I can't give you any false hope.
It's touch and go. Is she gonna die?
Well, these are your options.
If we don't operate, yes, she will die within 12 hours.
However, if we do operate, Mr. Buttafuoco,
I can't guarantee that she will come out of it,
and even if she comes out of it, I can't guarantee
that she will not be paralyzed. Paralyzed?
There's a bullet in her head.
And there's a great deal of internal damage.
Now, even if I can't remove it, I can go around it,
redirect the arteries that are working
to continue blood flow to the brain.
Nevertheless, this is highly dangerous,
and I need you to decide.
Do you want me to operate? I...
I don't...
[MONITOR BEEPING STEADILY]
Hey, don't drop the weights! MAN: I'm sorry.
Next time you drop the weights, I'm throwing you out of here.
Hey, that looks a lot better. Seriously, you're looking good.
Hey, Paul.
Ooh, Amy.
Wow, what's the matter with you? You look white as a ghost.
Oh, I'm not feeling so good.
So did your girlfriend move out yet?
Heh-heh, Amy, I told you. She's the mother of my kid.
It's not an easy relationship to break off.
Paul! Hey, man, check this out.
Joey Buttafuoco's wife was shot in the head yesterday.
PAUL: What? "Wife of Joey Buttafuoco
shot in the head." Thanks, man.
Did you hear about this? Yeah, I heard.
It's too bad, huh?
Did you call Joey and see how his wife is doing?
No. No, I'm gonna call him now.
It's amazing. She got shot in the head
and she's still alive, huh?
So I thought you said you weren't seeing him anymore.
I'm not. You are my boyfriend. I am not seeing Joey anymore.
Mm-hm.
And you didn't have nothing to do with this, huh?
[BOTH LAUGH]
Me?
You are a sick man, Paul. A very sick man.
PAUL: Whoa, Amy.
[WHISPERS] Hey, be careful.
Let's go upstairs. Right now?
[SOFTLY] Come on. Right now.
Mary Jo?
Mary Jo?
It's me, Joey.
Hi.
[WHIMPERS] [SHUSHES]
Shh, it's okay. It's okay, I'm here.
It's okay.
Do you know who did this?
Huh?
I'm gonna give you a pen,
and I want you to write that down for me, okay?
Can you do that for me?
Here, write it down right here for me.
Ann Marie?
Are you sure?
Do I know her?
Did she say anything?
Did she say anything, honey?
"Complete shirt"?
Complete Autobody shirt?
JOEY: She had one?
Are you sure?
Me?
I gave it to her?
[♪♪♪]
I only gave out one Complete Autobody shirt...
to Mr. Fisher's daughter.
That's the only one that I gave out.
It's Mr. Fisher's daughter.
[SIREN BLARES]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[DISPATCHER SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER POLICE RADIO]
Would you step out of the car, please?
What is going on? I wasn't speeding.
Are you Amy Fisher? Yeah.
Step out of the car.
What--? What's going on?
Step out of the car right now. Thank you.
What's going on? We'd like to talk to you.
Impound this.
I didn't do anything wrong.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
Hey, Joseph, I've got Amy in custody,
been talking to her since 8:00 last night.
What's she saying? She said you gave her the gun.
What? There's no way that I gave her that--
Shh! There's a lady coming up, she's a reporter for Newsday.
You don't need her hearing what you're saying.
There's no way I gave her that gun. No way! She's lying.
Yeah, but you do have guns, right?
Yeah, sure, sure. I got a .45, I got a .38, I got a .22,
but I am legal, I'm 100% legal.
Well, she says you gave her the gun.
She's lying, all right? Relax.
We've had her in here all night. We got a long way to go.
We're just gonna go in there now and tell her what you said.
Joey, pull up a chair, have yourself a cup of coffee.
I don't drink coffee.
Well, then have a donut. All right.
Joe, this is our boss. Sergeant Severin?
Hi. Joey Buttafuoco.
Nice to meet you.
Hi.
Go ahead.
Donuts, coffee.
He knew I was gonna shoot Mary Jo.
He promised me that with Mary Jo out of the way,
we could be together.
Wait, now you're saying that he knew
you were gonna shoot Mary Jo?
You mean he conspired with you to murder his own wife?
Yeah. He wanted me to kill her.
And he gave you the gun?
No. No. Oh.
I didn't get the gun from Joey. I got it from somebody else.
I know that's not what I said before,
but this time I am telling the truth.
So now the truth is that he knew you were gonna shoot his wife
but he didn't give you the gun?
Right.
I'm sorry I lied before, but I was scared, you know?
So I didn't get the gun from Joey, but he knew--
He knew that I was gonna shoot her.
He knew on May 19th that you were gonna shoot Mary Jo?
No. We had broken up by then.
Well, if you had broken up, then why did you shoot her?
Because he started saying these bad things
about my boyfriend, Paul Makely.
Wait a second.
Who the hell is Paul Makely? Paul Makely?
He's this guy that owns a gym that Joey introduced me to,
and then he got, like, real-- Really jealous.
Wait a second. Now, let me get this straight.
You and Joey had an affair, but Joey didn't give you the gun.
But Joey knew you were gonna shoot his wife,
and then the two of you broke up?
And then you got angry at Joey
for saying bad things about your new boyfriend, Paul Makely?
Right. Right. That's it. That's it.
How many versions are we gonna listen to of this, huh?
[SNIFFLES]
All right, we are gonna start
all over again from the beginning,
very slow, and you're gonna tell us the truth.
I don't understand. What don't you guys get?
We don't understand anything!
Start over! Okay! Okay!
Come on! All right! All right.
All right, from the beginning. From the beginning...
My car got crashed, okay?
I went into this body shop and I met Joey Buttafuoco.
We started going out...
[MARTY SIGHS]
That is one tough broad.
A 17-year-old with a 40-year-old mind.
Is she still telling you I gave her the gun?
No, she changed her story... a few times.
We're gonna take care of that in the statement.
Whatever you gotta do, right?
She swears you were her boyfriend.
You two were having an affair until you tried to break it off.
Is that what she's telling you?
Joey, what was your relationship with her?
I used to fix her car.
I must have fixed it, like, about 10 or 13 times.
She'd wreck it, I'd fix it.
She was always coming into my shop.
I treated her with respect.
I was nice to her like I am to all my customers, right?
And that was it.
That was her relationship to me. Strictly a working relationship.
Do I need a lawyer or something?
A lawyer? What do you need a lawyer for?
I'm kind of curious about something. What--?
What could happen to a guy if he was with a 16-year-old?
Nothing.
How about a 17-year-old?
Nothing, absolutely nothing. I mean, I could be wrong,
but I'm pretty sure the statutory-rape laws
have been taken off the books. Oh.
Well...
doesn't apply to me anyway since I wasn't with her.
Oh, yeah?
Then why'd you just ask that question?
I was curious.
It's a shocking story, a tale of adultery
and of attempted murder in Massapequa.
Earlier today, the police arrested
a 17-year-old girl from Merrick,
charging her with gunning down
her boyfriend's 37-year-old wife...
Boyfriend? What?
Definitely a twisted tale
of jealous revenge.
According to police, Joey Buttafuoco
has already admitted to this affair.
This is what Detective Sergeant Severin had to say.
SEVERIN: This is a case of fatal attraction.
She became involved in a sexual affair with him
about a year ago.
That's a lie! Joseph Buttafuoco was
attempting to walk away from that affair,
which led us to the incident.
That's a lie. I never said I had an affair.
Where did he get that from? Did you talk to this guy?
[OVERLAPPING ARGUING]
I have to change the dressings on the wound now.
I just need to talk to my wife for a couple minutes, please.
No, Mr. Buttafuoco. You said it was just gonna be 15 minutes.
He loves you too much! That guy's a liar!
I don't want you talking to the police without me.
I just have to change her dressings.
JOEY: Honey, it'll be okay. I love you, Mary Jo.
Bye.
You doing okay? Yeah, thanks.
[CRYING SOFTLY]
REPORTER: Mr. Buttafuoco! Joey! Mr. Buttafuoco, over here!
Is your wife better today than yesterday?
All I can say right now is that we're praying for her recovery.
What can you tell us...? Can you tell us...?
Is her progress day-to-day? Mr. Buttafuoco...
[♪♪♪]
[MARY JO GROANING SOFTLY]
Hi, honey.
How are you feeling?
What'd you say?
I can't hear out of this ear. I know.
Mary Jo, you're gonna be deaf in that ear.
And my eye's all spasmed,
and I've got this ringing in my ear, and--
Oh, my God.
What's happened to my hair? They had to shave it.
What happened to my hair? They had to shave it
for the operation. It'll grow back.
It's okay. Oh, my God.
Shh, shh. Come on. Come on.
Oh, I need a shower.
You want a shower? Yeah.
Well, I'll give you a shower, okay?
Okay?
Here we go.
Come on.
Got a shower right over there.
Come here. Put your arm out.
I'll give you a shower. Joey...
What's the matter?
Did you have an affair with that girl?
No, honey, that cop was lying. It was a lie.
But he said on television
that you admitted to having an affair--
I didn't say that.
Why would she shoot me, Joey? I don't know.
Mary Jo, I don't know. She's nuts.
She said that you were sleeping with her.
No. No.
I need for you to believe me.
I never had an affair with her.
Please.
Okay?
Now, come on.
[GRUNTS]
[SOBS]
Let me squeeze through here.
Oh, my God!
Oh, my God!
This is me?
Look at me!
JOEY: Hold on to me, honey.
Hold on.
Turn around.
How humiliating...
I can't even wash myself.
No, no, this is gonna be great, sweetheart.
Come on, I love giving you a shower.
Here, come on.
Need to cover that.
All right. Here we go.
Come on.
[SOBBING]
It's all right. It's all right, sweetheart.
[SHUSHING]
Up against the wall, Mrs. Buttafuoco.
Come on.
Here we go.
Hey, don't get personal.
But I'm the personal type, huh?
[LAUGHING]
[LAUGHS]
Turn around. Let me get your back now.
Because of what Severin said, everybody thinks I'm guilty.
I want to tell the press I never had an affair with Amy
and I never told Severin I did.
All I did was meet him for two minutes.
"Hello, goodbye." That was it. Nothing else.
I prepared a statement. We'll go to the press.
Today's our lucky day. Alger's here.
You guys had a bomb threat? Forget about the bomb threat.
I want something in tomorrow's paper
retracting what Severin said! You understand me?
Whoa, whoa, Joey, we're very, very sorry.
We don't know why Severin said what he said,
but we can't retract a statement
that's already been made. Why not?
The Nassau County Police Department
isn't gonna stand around with egg on its face.
He says something and I gotta pay the price?
What, it's a joke? You're gonna have to eat it.
Listen, I prepared a statement for Joey.
He'd like to tell the truth.
We don't think it's a good idea
for you to be reading any statement.
Why not?
Yeah, why can't my son make a statement?
Mr. Buttafuoco, just listen to Marty--
"Buttafuoco." Whoa, whoa, whoa, guys, heh.
We are on your side, okay?
And I'm just advising you, for your own good,
any questions a reporter asks you,
you answer with a "no comment."
You're just gonna make things worse. Trust me.
Let it go.
It'll all fade away.
You won't regret it, Joey.
Come on, will you hurry up, Joey?
Amy's gonna be on A Current Affair.
What? They just announced
they got a video of her working as a hooker.
Come on, she'll be right on.
The sad, sorry and often seamy saga
of the Long Island Lolita
took a dramatic new turn tonight.
17-year-old Amy Fisher,
accused of shooting a Long Island housewife
over an obsession for her alleged victim's husband,
so often portrayed as a lovelorn innocent.
But tonight, we show you a different Amy Fisher.
AMY: Let's take care of business,
then we can take care of pleasure.
I don't like to think about both at the same time.
You're a little nervous, aren't you? See? I'm clean.
Condoms, heh-heh.
Turn off the light.
[♪♪♪]
[SIGHS]
[SOFTLY] Our father, who art in heaven, hallowed by thy name.
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done,
on earth, as it is in heaven. Joey?
Mike.
What are you doing here?
Bobby told me you were here. We gotta talk.
Have you seen this?
What is this?
Now they're saying I'm a pimp? Yeah.
And that you forced her into a life of prostitution.
That's nuts!
The press is gonna be asking you all about this.
They're camped outside my office this morning.
Tell me about it. I had to duck them
just to come over here this morning.
This is big now, Joey. This is huge.
How did this ever happen to us?
Hey.
How was she?
Mike, I never had sex with her. [SCOFFS]
Come on. You're so full of crap.
I'll look you straight in the eye and tell you,
I never had sex with her. Joey, I don't care.
I know that you had an affair with her.
I mean, no, I don't know it for a fact,
but I know you did.
I didn't. I never did. What?
You didn't do her even once? Not once!
Well, I...
It's irrelevant anyway, huh?
Let's just drop it. No! No.
I want you to believe me, Mike.
Joey...
I'm with the rest of the world here.
It all fits together.
I mean, why--? Why did all this happen?
Mike...
between you and me...
Yes...
I did flirt with her.
But I swear on my mother's grave, Michael...
I never had sex with her.
"Joe promised that he would never let anybody hurt me,
but he hurt me more than anybody.
That is, except for my father.
You know something? I've been asking myself things like,
'Why was I ever born?'
'Cause I just don't understand, like, why my mom ever had me.
I mean, she let my father do such terrible things to me,
and she just looked the other way.
She didn't do anything to stop it.
And now all she can say is she's sorry,
and all my father can say, as a pathetic person that he is,
is that he's sorry too.
But you know what? The best part of getting involved with Joey...
is that I met you, Paul.
And, well...
[SIGHS]
I...love...you.
Bye."
PROSECUTOR: One might describe Amy Fisher
as an average 17-year-old
living at home with her parents.
But that would be about as accurate
as describing John Gotti as a businessman from New York City.
She is uncontrollable, manipulative
and extremely dangerous.
And so, Your Honor, if bail must be set,
I suggest it be in the amount of $2 million.
REPORTER: Judge Marvin Goodman did set
the Long Island teen's bail at $2 million,
which is the highest bail in the history of New York State.
Even serial killers have not received such high bail.
I got no comment! No comment!
I already said everything I gotta say!
Get 'em out of here! Goodbye!
Look, you're the third guy that's bugged me today.
I didn't know anything about the escort service.
He never had an affair with her. Joey's a good guy.
It's the wires.
The wires aren't buried underground
like in other parts of the country.
So with all this electricity in the air,
it fries some people's brains.
Mid-Island Syndrome. That's what Amy's got.
Having sex with an underage girl is rape.
Joey Buttafuoco raped Amy Fisher.
And I have here a copy of the receipt
from the motel where Joey took her.
[REPORTERS CLAMORING]
It's him. Here he comes. Here he comes.
What about Mary Jo? Mr. Buttafuoco!
I have to ask you a few questions!
Mr. Buttafuoco, please, please! Can you give me a moment, sir?
I need to ask some questions. Were you Amy's lover?
Did you give her the gun? Sorry, I can't make a comment.
Do you have an escort service?
Mary Jo works as a bookkeeper at that escort service. Is it true?
Can you respond to that?
Are you kidding me? No, I'm not.
What about the motel receipts?
Your attorney says they were forged.
Were they? I have no comment.
I cannot respond to any of these questions right now.
They've had the writing on the receipts analyzed.
They say it's your writing.
Hey, where are you from? Liverpool, England.
You know Paul McCartney? He was a bit before my time.
Have you quit your job? Are you still working?
I'm just taking care of Mary Jo now. It's my only job I have.
That's admirable, Buttafuoco.
Why can't you respond to any of our questions?
What about Amy's lawyer's allegations
that you're a pimp and a liar and a drug dealer?
What about it?
I cannot respond to these questions right now.
Why not? Give me a break, please?
All right, you know, it's awfully hot out there today.
You guys must be getting thirsty, huh?
Yeah. Could you get us a drink?
Sure, I'll take your orders in one minute.
Talk to us! How's Mary Jo? I got one comment I can make.
What's that? If you look under my picture
in my yearbook, you know what it says?
What? It says,
"I love Mary Jo!" That's what it says.
That was years ago, Buttafuoco!
What the hell are you screaming at?
I was just telling them how I feel about you.
How you feeling? Huh?
[LOUDER] How you feeling? Oh.
Yeah, it feels good to get up.
Yeah?
Want me to make you something to eat?
No. You want some hot tea?
No. No, thanks.
Leave it off the hook, okay? Why?
[TELEPHONE RINGS] It's just driving me crazy.
Hello? No, no, no.
No, I can't comment on that right now.
Leave it off the hook.
Okay.
Okay. It's off. I'm sorry.
That phone's been driving me crazy all day long.
Joey...
What's going on with all these motel receipts?
Mary Jo, how many times I got to tell you?
I never went to that motel.
My name was spelled wrong on one of the receipts.
Am I gonna spell my own name wrong? No!
When the cops went there with the photo
and showed it to the clerk, he didn't know who the hell I was.
I never went there, all right? [TAPPING ON WINDOW]
All those guys, they're driving me a little nuts, you know?
I'm just trying to get a little peace and quiet here.
They're just parked outside the front of our house.
Oh, I'm just trying to recover.
[SIGHS] They're just doing their job.
I've just about had it with their doing their job.
I've just about had it with just about everything.
I'm sorry, honey. I don't know what to say.
What do you mean, you don't know what to say?
Mary Jo, I'm not the one who shot you.
It's not my fault.
Your fault?
One of your customers did!
I have a bullet in my head
because of your friend Amy Fisher!
Whom you claim you never had an affair with!
She just did it for some reason, we don't know why!
It's not your fault.
It's not your fault.
I've had it with you!
And I've had it with the press!
And I've had it with the lawyers!
And I've had it with all the money people!
I've had it with everything!
You know, you're my husband!
Why didn't you know she was this kind of a person?
You're my husband! You're supposed to protect me!
[SOBS]
You done now?
Yeah. Good.
You feel better? Yeah.
[SNIFFLES] Yeah.
Good.
Yeah. Good.
I'm gonna go up and take a shower and a shave now.
[SOBS]
Wait a minute. You're just gonna let me stand here
and clean all this up by myself?
I'm gonna go up and shower. That was my plan.
This was not my plan.
REPORTER: After two months behind bars, Amy Fisher is free.
The $2-million bond was posted,
part of the money provided by a television company
that has secured the exclusive rights to Amy Fisher's story.
[TV SHUTS OFF]
I don't believe this.
How do we know she's not gonna come back
and, like, finish off the job? Don't worry about that.
I'm not gonna let her near this house.
How are you gonna stop her?
I know we've been over this a million times,
but if you didn't have an affair with her,
then why is she trying to kill me?
Mary Jo, none of this makes sense.
She's so in love with me, she wants to kill you,
but she's also in love with Paul Makely.
And she's having sex with some kids
that she tried to hire to be hit men?
Plus, she's a prostitute?
Sweetheart, this is all nuts.
All of this is nuts. Amy Fisher is nuts.
This is like the worst thing that could ever happen.
No. No, no.
The worst thing that could happen
is that you would be dead.
The reason you're not dead is God knew this was all wrong.
This was not supposed to happen, Mary Jo.
I love you.
And only you.
I want to make love to you.
[CHUCKLES]
[BOTH LAUGHING]
I know.
I'm just scared, that's all.
I know, sweetheart.
I won't push you.
But I miss you,
and I want to be with you.
At least she didn't take away my body.
Amen.
Come on, give me a break, please?
All right, you know, it's awfully hot out there today.
You guys must be getting thirsty, huh?
Yeah. Could you get us a drink?
JOEY: I'll take your orders in one minute.
Talk to us! How's Mary Jo? I got one comment I can make.
REPORTER: What's that?
If you look under my picture in my yearbook,
you know what it says? What?
It says, "I love Mary Jo!" That's what it says.
Way to go, Joey! Don't you got some work to do?
Yeah. Then why don't you go do it?
JOEY: Hey, Frankie...
Hey, Dad, what's everybody doing up here?
We just watched you on television.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah, you're a real jerk, you know that?
What did I do?
You come across like a real jerk.
You pretend like you're a star for the camera.
Why don't you get rid of the stupid earring, huh?
Get rid of the eelskin boots, get rid of the jewelry.
And don't wear a black shirt on TV
because it makes you look like a Mafia hit man!
Is that the image you wanna put out to the public?
If it is, you're gonna get public sentiment against you.
Bobby, this is who I am. This is what I am.
This is the way I've always been.
He's right, Bobby.
Nothing's changed. Yeah.
Pop, he wore the damn sunglasses on TV!
Heh, Bobby, I always wear sunglasses.
If people can't see your eyes,
they think you got something to hide!
All right, calm down, the both of you!
Joey, Bobby is right.
When you go in front of the cameras,
I want you to come off more like, "We're the victims here.
We didn't do anything wrong." Mike,
all I said was, "I love Mary Jo."
What's so wrong with that? Because you were happy.
Why were you happy on TV? Why was I happy?
Because my wife is still alive.
That's why I'm happy! You don't get it!
He don't understand this! We don't need this!
You're your own worst enemy! Shut up! Calm down.
Come back here, Bobby.
Bobby...
I want to talk to you.
Upstairs.
Come on.
Hey, Mike,
what was that all about?
We just heard from Americo Insurance.
So what? They said
if you're ever implicated into this mess,
meaning if the police ever do tie you to Amy Fisher,
then they can't continue to do business here anymore.
What are they talking about?
My personal problems
have nothing to do with this business.
And Pop's been in this spot for 40 years.
One thing has nothing to do with the other, am I right?
You're right, Joey. But the fact is, Joey,
if you go down, this whole family goes down with you.
[CLATTERING]
Dad? Dad!
BOBBY: Pop! Pop!
JOEY: Dad?
Jeez, Cas! Call the ambulance!
Call the ambulance, Mike!
Hold his head, Bobby, hold his head.
I got it, Pop, I got it.
If you feel your arm, that's good. You'll be all right.
Hold on, hold on.
Mike, get that ambulance here!
You'll be all right, Pops. Hold on, now. Come on, Dad.
[♪♪♪]
[JOEY SNIFFLING, CRYING]
Mom, please bless Dad.
He needs your blessing right now.
He had a double heart attack,
and the doctors say they can't operate
because his arteries are too clogged.
Bless Mary Jo...
and give her and the children the strength...
to get through all this, please.
Please give me the strength to be there for them.
To be able to take care of them.
Mom...
Mom, I miss you.
I wish you were here to help me, Mom.
[SOBBING]
Remember, the purpose of the meeting
is to give your input to the assistant DA
concerning Amy's plea.
I want this girl to go to jail forever for what she did to me.
I know. I'm not interested in any plea.
I mean, unless they promise-- [METAL DETECTOR BEEPS]
Excuse me, can you step back through here?
Did I just do that? I'm afraid you did.
Matt, she's with me. I don't--
Well, I gotta check-- It's the bullet in your head.
Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you. I'm sorry.
Hey, you're gonna be setting off airports
all over the country, huh? [BOTH CHUCKLE]
Thanks, Matt. Yeah.
Unless they promise not to go after Joey
on the statutory-rape charge.
Joey's just sitting around the house right now,
waiting from some policeman to come in
and drag him off to jail because of-- On her say.
But if they agree not to pursue the statutory-rape charge,
then maybe... Maybe I'll accept a plea bargain.
The DA's already said he's not gonna do that.
He's got to investigate Amy's charges,
and they might arrest Joey.
Then I want her to go to trial. Okay.
Then that's what we're gonna tell them.
Well, let's do it. Okay.
Excuse me. Excuse me.
[KNOCKS]
Pop! What are you doing out of the hospital?
Mr. Buttafuoco! We'll wait for you outside.
Okay, honey.
Come on in, come on in.
Oh, it's really coming down. Yeah.
You know, some of those newspaper people
are good people.
Yeah. But I wouldn't want their job.
Come on in. Sit down. Want me to take your hat?
Yeah. Give me. Give me that.
Sit down.
How you feeling?
Joey, why don't you get Cas something to drink?
What do you feel like? Just a glass of water.
All right. I'll get it.
Mary Jo, can I talk to you?
Yeah. Sure, Cas.
What's the matter? You look upset.
I am upset.
I'm mad and I'm frustrated,
because I'm old and I can't fight this.
What's the matter?
Thanks. You're welcome.
This Naiburg...
Amy's lawyer...
You know, he just subpoenaed all of the shop's records
for the Fishers for the last year and a half.
Yeah. Oh, no.
They're coming after us.
And I'm...
Oh, in my younger days, I would've put up such a fight.
Yeah, Dad, what are you getting at?
Mary...
let Amy cop a plea.
I mean, let them do what they want to do with her.
Don't worry. Forget your principles.
Wait a minute. What are you saying,
that it's my fault that they subpoenaed the shop? Ha!
Mary...
they're gonna destroy the business,
a business I spent 45 years of my life building.
Can't you just tell the DA
you don't care if they let her off?
What difference does it make, really?
[SCOFFS]
What are you blaming me for?
I mean, I just answered the door,
and some girl comes and shoots me in the head!
I mean, if someone shot you,
you would wanna go after them too, Casper.
All right, sorry I came. It was a mistake.
I didn't mean to upset you. Just so fed up with everyone
throwing this whole thing back at me.
I mean, I didn't do anything wrong.
You're right, I'm sorry.
It's not just about revenge, either.
I'm just trying to protect my husband here.
All right, I'm gonna go home now.
Just wait a minute. Sorry--
Casper, careful.
No-- I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Okay, honey.
We'll work it out somehow.
[SIGHS]
Okay. I'll call you, huh?
Good night.
[THUNDER CRASHING]
[SIGHS]
Hey, Mary Jo. So how did it go in court today?
There's gonna be a press conference on TV any minute.
What happened? None of it mattered, Mary Jo.
You had no say in the plea. They cut a deal with her.
Joey, turn on the TV!
And this was the scene today at the Nassau County Courthouse
where Amy Fisher pleaded guilty
to one count of reckless assault,
for which she'll only receive five to 15 years.
Reckless assault?
How can they do this, Mike?
What, they dropped the attempted murder charge,
the criminal use of a firearm charge,
the armed felony charge,
the criminal possession of a weapon charge?
Why? They cut a deal with Amy.
In exchange for dropping all the other charges,
she's gonna testify in front of the grand jury
so they can go after Joey. [SIGHS]
We got one fish, and we're going after the other fish.
We're going after Joe Buttafuoco for statutory rape.
And we're looking into other allegations
of Joe being involved in a conspiracy to murder his wife.
REPORTER: Did you make a deal with Amy Fisher...
Oh, my God.
How much more of this can I take?
I can't take much more of this.
[MARY JO SIGHING] [KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Joey, Mary Jo.
I'm sorry, we're gonna have to search the house.
You think you're gonna find a strand of Amy's hair?
I'm advising you for your own good--
Some more good advice? I really appreciate this.
Can I see the warrant? This was not our idea, okay?
Hello? What, are you kidding me?
You guys are really amazing, you know that?
What's going on? How's Pop doing?
He's taking it bad, Joey. Come on, Pop.
Bad. Very bad.
I don't do any criminal things. Just don't worry about it.
Hey, where are you taking me? They got a warrant.
I don't care what they got! This is my lot.
["HARD COPY" THEME PLAYS]
This is Hard Copy for Friday, September 25th, 1992.
Hello and welcome. I'm Barry Nolan.
A videotape that exposes the truth
about New York's infamous Lolita,
teenager Amy Fisher, who took a gun
and shot the wife of the man she said was her lover.
The case was supposed to come to an end this week.
Amy, now 18, agreed to plead guilty to a lesser charge,
accept five to 15 years in jail,
and everyone was supposed to get on with their lives.
But Rafael Abramovitz,
an investigative reporter for Hard Copy,
has found something that has blown the case wide open,
a videotape of the real Amy Fisher,
made before Amy made her plea.
I want to keep my name in the press as long as possible.
Why? Why? I can make a lot of money.
I figure if I have to go through
all the pain and suffering, heh, I'm getting a Ferrari.
BARRY: The night before, she was here.
The clock on the wall says 10:36.
She already knows what tomorrow will bring,
and she's bragging about the deal she will get.
My lawyer says two years, nine months and a week.
That'll be my total jail time.
Then he says he's coming up personally to get me out.
So I want you to marry me. What?
What?! AMY: I'm serious.
PAUL: Marry you? Yeah.
PAUL: Don't even say that word around me. Makes me tremble.
What kind of marriage would that be anyway?
Eric says it's just like going to a judge,
getting a piece of paper signed,
so that when you come see me on conjugal visits,
I can have sex in jail.
It's like a convent up there,
and I will never last without sex.
I have to have sex.
BARRY: This exclusive tape...
That boyfriend of hers is a rat.
He sold her out.
Well, Dad, that rat is my best friend.
I guess so. [LAUGHING]
Mar...
The timing couldn't have been more perfect!
What a sleazebag! [BOTH LAUGHING]
JOEY: Maybe you should go kiss him, huh?
[KNOCKS]
Mary Jo, Mike.
Fred. Come on in.
Thanks for coming today.
Marty. MIKE: Hey, Marty.
Mary Jo.
Eye looks a lot better.
Yeah, yeah. Well, you know, it's healing.
That's good. That's real good.
So are you gonna indict Joey?
I don't know how things got this bad.
The truth is, Mary Jo, I always wanted to do the best for you.
I like you very much. MIKE: We know that. That's fine.
Now, what exactly did you gentlemen want to tell us?
Look, we know how you feel
about the fact that you were raided,
but we had to continue with this investigation.
Allegations were made against Joe by Amy.
We had to look into them. Look,
are you gonna arrest my husband, yes or no?
[♪♪♪]
[FOOT TAPPING]
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]
[METAL DETECTOR BEEPS]
Well?
Mar?
It's over!
[CHUCKLES] It's over!
Oh, Mary Jo! Oh, Mary Jo.
Thank you, Lord, thank you.
Mike... Come here, guys.
Congratulations, Joe.
Good. You doing good? Yeah, I'm doing good too.
[LAUGHS]
Mary Jo, it's finally over.
Yeah, well... It's almost all over.
Your Honor, I realize
what I did was terribly wrong.
If I could put my hands on her face
and make it go away, I would.
The truth is, is I did something that was awful.
But it is also the truth
that I had an affair with a married man
and that Joey knew of my intentions towards his wife,
and he encouraged me.
And I cannot and will not take that back
for the sake of harmony.
But once again...
I am very sorry for my actions.
Thank you, Your Honor. I am ready to be sentenced.
Amy Fisher, your act on May 19th was not impulsive.
For months, you stalked Mary Jo Buttafuoco
like a wild animal stalks its prey.
Prior to that, you attempted to induce young men
in return for money and sexual favors
to kill Mary Jo Buttafuoco.
And on May 19th, motivated by lust and passion,
you were a walking stick of dynamite with the fuse lit.
And with the passage of time,
you may be able to put the events of that day behind you,
but for Mary Jo Buttafuoco,
you have created a lifetime
of unrelenting mental and physical agony.
For some people, you have become a media celebrity.
But to this court,
you are a disgrace to yourself,
your family and to society.
And you deserve no less than the maximum sentence
that I can impose by law.
Amy Fisher...
you are hereby sentenced to a maximum term of 15 years
and a minimum term of five years.
You will be delivered
to the Bedford Hills Correctional Facility
for the term of your sentence.
This court is adjourned.
[GAVEL BANGS]
[♪♪♪]
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