Goodfellas (1990) - full transcript

What the fuck is that?

Jimmy?

- What is up?
- Did I hit something?

What the fuck is that?

Maybe you got a flat?

No.

What the fuck? You better
pull over and see.

He is still alive.
You piece of shit.

Die, motherfucker.

Look at me.

As far back as I can remember, I
always wanted to be a gangster.



(Big Band Tune Plays, Background)

♪ I know I'd go from
rags to riches ♪

♪ If you would only say you care ♪

♪ And though my
pocket may be empty ♪

♪ I'd be a millionaire ♪

♪ My clothes may still
be torn and tattered ♪

To me...

being a gangster was
better than being

president of the United States.

Even before I went to the cabstand
for an after-school job...

I knew I wanted to
be a part of them.

It was there that I
knew I belonged.

To me, it meant being somebody...

in a neighbourhood
full of nobodies.



They weren't like anybody else.
They did whatever they wanted.

They parked in front of hydrants
and never got a ticket.

When they played
cards all night...

nobody ever called the cops.

♪ Must I forever be a beggar ♪

♪ Whose golden dreams
will not come true ♪

Tony Stacks. How are you?

Tuddy Cicero.

Could this be the Canarsie Kid?

Tuddy.

Tuddy ran the cabstand and the
Beautiful Vista Pizzeria...

and other places for
his brother, Paul,

who was the boss of
the neighbourhood.

Paulie might have moved slow...

but it was only because Paulie
didn't have to move for anybody.

- It is your fault.
- You started it.

I started it? It is your fault.

At first my parents loved
that I found a job...

across the street from the house.

My father, who was Irish, was
sent to work at the age of 11.

He liked that I got myself a job.

He always used to say that
American kids were spoiled lazy.

Henry. Watch how you cross.

Bring back milk.

My mother was happy after she
found out the Ciceros...

came from the same part of Sicily
as she did. To my mother...

that was the answer
to all her prayers.

I was the luckiest
kid in the world.

I could go anywhere, do anything.

I knew everybody, and
everybody knew me.

Wiseguys would pull up and Tuddy
would let me park their Cadillacs.

Here I am, this
little kid, I can't

even see over the
steering wheel...

and I'm parking Cadillacs.

But, it wasn't too long...

before my parents changed their

minds about my job
at the cabstand.

For them, it was supposed to be
a part-time job. But for me...

it was definitely full time.

That is all I wanted to do.

People like my father could never

understand, but I was
a part of something.

I belonged. I was treated
like a grown-up.

Tell him 519.

Every day I was learning to score.

A dollar here, a dollar there.
I was living in a fantasy.

Did you have a good day at school?

My father was always pissed off.

Pissed that he made such lousy
money, that my brother Michael...

was in a wheelchair.

He was pissed that
there were seven

of us living in such a tiny house.

Tell me about this.

It is a letter from school.

It says you haven't
been there in months.

In months.

You're a bum.

Want to grow up to be a bum?

After a while, he was
mostly pissed...

because I hung
around the cabstand.

He knew what went on there.

Every once in a while
I'd have to take

a beating. But by
then, I didn't care.

The way I saw it...

everybody takes a
beating sometime.

I can't make any more deliveries.

What? You will fuck everything up.

My dad says he will kill me. Look.

Come with me.

- Is that him there?
- No.

- How about him?
- No.

- That is the guy...
- Get him.

Excuse me.

- Scumbag.
- Come here, you piece of shit.

- Know this kid?
- Yeah.

- Know where he lives?
- Yeah.

- You deliver mail to his house?
- Yeah.

From now on, any
letter from school

to his house comes directly here.

Understand?

Another letter from school
goes to that kid's house...

in the oven you will
go, head first.

That was it. No more
letters from truant

officers. No letters from school.

In fact, no more
letters from anybody.

After a few weeks, my mother went
to the post office to complain.

How could I go to
school after that...

and pledge allegiance and sit
through good government bullshit?

Paulie hated phones. He
wouldn't have one in his house.

Mickey called. Want
me to call him back?

All right, make the call.

He got all his calls
second hand. Then

you'd have to call
the people back.

Got a nickel? Get
him on the phone.

There were guys, that
is all they did all

day, was take care
of Paulie's calls.

For a guy who moved
all day long...

Paulie didn't talk to six
people. With union problems...

or a beef in the numbers...

only the top guys spoke with
Paulie about the problem.

Everything was one-on-one.
Paulie hated conferences.

He didn't want anybody
hearing what he said...

or anyone listening to
what he was being told.

Hundreds of guys
depended on him, and

he got a piece of
everything they made.

It was a tribute, like
in the old country,

except they were
doing it in America.

All they got from
Paulie was protection

from the guys trying
to rip them off.

That is what it is
all about. That is

what the FBI could
never understand.

What Paulie and the
Organisation does...

is protect people who can't
go to the cops. That is it.

They're like the police
department for wiseguys.

People looked at me differently,
and they knew I was with somebody.

I didn't have to
wait in line at the

bakery on Sunday morning
for fresh bread.

The owner knew who
I was with, and no

matter how many people
were waiting...

I was taken care of first.

Our neighbours stopped
parking in our

driveway, even though
we had no car.

At 13...

I was making more
money than most of

the grown-ups in
the neighbourhood.

I had it all.

One day...

One day, some neighbourhood
kids carried

my mother's groceries
all the way home.

You know why?

It was out of respect.

What do you think?

Aren't my shoes great?

You look like a gangster.

They shot me. Help.

Henry, shut the door.

That was the first time I
had ever seen anyone shot.

Can't have that in
here. Jesus Christ.

I can't have that in this joint.

I remember feeling bad
about the guy, but also...

feeling maybe Tuddy was right.

I knew Paulie didn't want
anyone dying in the building.

You're a real jerk. You wasted
eight fucking aprons on this guy.

What is wrong with you? I
got to toughen this kid up.

(Upbeat Pop Tune
Plays, Background)

It was a glorious time.

And wiseguys were
all over the place.

It was before Appalachian
and before Crazy Joe...

decided to take on a
boss and start a war.

It was when I met the world.

And it was when I first
met Jimmy Conway.

He couldn't have been
more than 28 or 29

at the time, but he
was already a legend.

He'd walk in the
door and everybody

who worked the room
just went wild.

He'd give a doorman $100
just for opening the door.

He'd give hundreds to the dealers
and the guys who ran the games.

The bartender got $100 just for
keeping the ice cubes cold.

The Irishman is here to
take you Guineas' money.

- Want a drink?
- Give me a Seven and Seven.

I'd like you to
meet the kid Henry.

How you doing?

Thank you.

Keep them coming.

Jimmy was one of the most
feared guys in the city.

He was first locked up at 11, and
doing hits for mob bosses at 16.

Hits never bothered
Jimmy. It was business.

But what Jimmy really
loved to do...

what he really loved
to do was steal.

He actually enjoyed it.

Jimmy was the kind of guy who
rooted for the bad guys in movies.

Give me your wallet.

You might know who we are,
but we know who you are.

He was one of the city's
biggest hijackers...

of booze, cigarettes, razor
blades, shrimp and lobsters.

Shrimp and lobsters were best.

They went fast.

Almost all of them were gimmies.
They just gave it up, no problem.

They called him Jimmy the Gent.

Help the lady.

Drivers loved him. They
used to tip him off...

about the really good loads. Of
course, everybody got a piece.

Thanks, I will be back
for the rest later.

Henry, come here.

Say hello to Tommy.

You're going to be
working together,

okay? Help him. Go ahead.

Jimmy, you got anything good?

When the cops
assigned a whole army

to stop Jimmy, what did he do?

He made them partners.

I'd complain, but who'd listen?

- What do you need?
- Two Luckys.

- Here you go, Henry.
- Thanks a lot.

- What do you need?
- One Pall Mall.

What are you doing?

- It is all right.
- Says who? Your mother?

How many Pall Malls you need?

- Where'd you get the cigarettes?
- Get him out of here.

- It is okay.
- It is not okay.

You don't understand.

You don't understand.
Store is closed.

- Henry got pinched.
- Where?

By the factory.

Henry Hill. The People of the
State of New York vs. Henry Hill.

Docket #704162.

Yes, sir. That is me.

Just stand there. Now stay there.

Counsellor, proceed.

Congratulations.

Here is your graduation present.

Why? I got pinched.

Everyone does, but
you did it right.

- You told them nothing.
- I thought you'd be mad.

I'm not mad, I'm proud of you.

You took your first
pinch like a man...

and learned the two
greatest things in life.

What?

Look at me.

Never rat on your friends...

and always keep your mouth shut.

Here he is.

You broke your cherry.

Congratulations.

♪ Sometimes ♪

♪ I ♪

♪ Wonder ♪

♪ Why I spend ♪

♪ The lonely night ♪

♪ Dreaming of you so ♪

♪ The melody was my reverie ♪

♪ And I am once again with you ♪

(Ballad Continues In Background)

By the time I grew up, there was
30 billion a year in cargo...

moving through
Idlewild Airport, and

we tried to steal every bit of it.

See, we grew up near the airport.

It belonged to Paulie.
We had friends

and relatives who
worked all over it.

They would tip us off about what
was coming in and moving out.

If any truckers or airlines
gave us trouble...

Paulie's union people scared them
with a strike. It was beautiful.

It was a bigger moneymaker than
numbers and Jimmy was in charge.

Whenever we needed money,
we'd rob the airport.

To us, it was better
than Citibank.

You got a phone? Come on.

Two niggers just stole my truck.
Can you fucking believe that shit?

There was Jimmy and Tommy...

and me.

And there was Anthony Stabile.

Frankie Carbone.

And then there was Mo
Black's brother, Fat Andy.

And his guys, Frankie the Wop...

and Freddy No Nose.

And then there was
Pete the Killer,

who was Sally Balls' brother.

Then you had Nickey Eyes...

and Mikey Franzese.

Jimmy Two-Times, nicknamed because
he said everything twice.

I will get the papers,
get the papers.

What is this? Coats? I need
suits, Henry, not coats.

Suits are up on Thursday.

But it is the middle of summer.
What will I do with fur coats?

You don't want furs? I
will take them away.

No, I want them. We will hang them
in the freezer with the meat.

For us, to live any
other way was nuts.

To us, those goody-good
people who worked

shitty jobs for bum pay cheques...

and took the subway to work and
worried about bills, were dead.

They were suckers.
They had no balls.

If we wanted something,
we just took it.

If anyone complained
twice, they got hit

so bad they never
complained again.

It was all just routine. You
didn't even think about it.

Frankie, what the fuck does 520...

have to do with 469?

520 isn't even close to 469. What
has that got to do with anything?

Piece of cake. Don't
worry about the

alarms. I just got to get a key.

- No problems?
- I will take care of it.

Tell him what you were telling me.

Too good to be true.

Big score coming from Air France.
Bags of money coming in.

Americans change their money
over into French money...

and send it back here.

- Calm down.
- It is beautiful.

It is totally,
totally untraceable.

Our only problem is getting
a key, but I got a plan.

- Me and Frenchy and this citizen.
- Yeah, he is a piece of work.

If I'm right, there could be
half a mil coming in, all cash.

The best time is probably over a
weekend. So maybe Saturday night.

There is a Jewish
holiday Monday. They

won't find out until
Tuesday. Beautiful.

What about the security?

Security?

You're looking at
it. It is a joke.

I'm the midnight-to-eight man.

He just comes in like he is
picking up lost baggage.

- It is beautiful.
- It won't be a problem at all.

- Good.
- We're on.

What is really funny is that
fucking bank job in Secaucus.

I'm in the weeds lying down.

He said, "What are you
doing?" I said, "Resting."

"Here?"

"This isn't no beach or
park." "I'm resting." I said.

He pulls me in, starts asking

questions. You know,
this and that.

"What are you going to tell us?"
I said, "My usual. Nothing."

"Why tell you?" The
fuck. He says, "No,

you will tell me something today."

I said, "Okay, go
fuck your mother."

Bing. Pow. Boom.

You saw the paper, Anthony.
My head was out like this.

I'm coming around and who
do I see in front of me?

This prick again. He says, "What
do you want to tell me now?"

I said, "What are you doing here?
I said to go fuck your mother."

I thought he'd shit.

Pow. Ping.

The fuckers. I wish I
was big just once.

Funny. You're really funny.

What do you mean, I'm funny?

It is funny, you know.
It is a good story.

You're a funny guy.

You mean the way I talk? What?

It is just, you know.
You're just funny.

You know, the way
you tell the story.

Funny how? What is funny about it?

- Tommy, you got it all wrong.
- Anthony...

He is a big boy. He knows
what he said. Funny, how?

Just, you know. You're funny.

Let me understand this.

Maybe I'm a little fucked up.

But, I'm funny, how? Funny
like a clown? I amuse you?

I make you laugh? I'm here
to fucking amuse you?

What do you mean,
funny? How am I funny?

You know, how you tell a story.

No, I don't know. You said
it. You said I'm funny.

How am I funny? What the
fuck is so funny about me?

Tell me what is funny.

Get the fuck out of here, Tommy.

Motherfucker. I almost had him.

You stuttering prick, you.

Frankie, was he shaking?

I wonder about you
sometimes, Henry.

You may fold under questioning.

What is with you? I thought I
was getting pinched already.

He is on my neck like a
vulture. What do you want?

This guy didn't want
to give you the check.

Could you take care of this?

No problem. Tell him
to put it on my tab.

That is what I want
to talk to you about.

It isn't just this one. It is
seven big ones you owe me.

$7,000, that isn't peanuts. I
don't mean to be out of order...

It is good you don't like
to be out of order, Sonny.

Embarrassing me in front of my
friends, like I'm a deadbeat.

You're a mutt. You know the money
we spend in this fucking...

- Don't be like that.
- Like what?

Do you believe this prick?

You think this is funny?

What the fuck are you looking
at? You fucking moron.

You don't want to bring the check?

Do you believe this prick?

You're supposed to be
doing this stuff, too.

You're a funny guy.

That is it, Henry.

You want to laugh? This prick
asked me to christen his kid.

I charged him $7,000.

You really are a funny guy.

I'm worried. I'm
hearing bad things.

He treats me like
I'm a fucking fag.

I got to go on the I am to
get away from this guy.

This isn't right. I
can't go here or there.

I talk to them a million
times. They don't listen.

If you tell him, he will stop. I
will wind up being declared M.I.A.

They will find me in
a car in the weeds.

You've known this
Tommy all your life.

This cocksucker is
an arch criminal.

When I leave my house
in the morning

I look over both shoulders.

This is no way to live.
I'm no fence jumper.

Tell me what to do, I will do it.

What could I do?

If there was something I could do,
I would. I'd like to help you out.

Tell him what we talked about.

Maybe you could come
in with me, take

a piece of this
joint. It'd be good.

What are you talking about?

You mean the restaurant?

It is a classy place.

You've been in here
a million times.

Tommy taking over this joint is
like putting a silk hat on a pig.

I don't mean any disrespect,
but that is the way it is.

I'm begging you. What can I say?

What am I going to do?
What does he want from me?

I don't know anything about
the restaurant business.

All I know is how to sit
down and order a meal.

Not for you. Just a place to hang.

The chef is great.
The shows are good.

There is a lot of
whores coming in.

What do you want from me?

Tommy is a bad seed. What am
I supposed to do? Shoot him?

That wouldn't be a bad idea.

I'm sorry I said
that. I didn't mean

it. It is just that
he is scaring me.

I just need help. Help me, please.

Know anything about the
restaurant business?

He knows everything. He
is there day and night.

Another fucking few minutes,
he could be a stool.

You want me to be your partner?

Is that what you're telling me?

What do you think I'm talking
about? Paulie, please.

It is not even fair.

You don't understand.

You run the joint. Maybe
I will try to help you.

God bless you, Paulie. You've
always been fair with me.

Now he has got
Paulie as a partner.

Any problems, he goes to Paulie.

Trouble with a bill,
he goes to Paulie.

Trouble with the cops,
deliveries, Tommy...

he calls Paulie. But now
he has to pay Paulie...

every week no matter what.

"Business is bad?
Fuck you, pay me.

Had a fire? Fuck you, pay me."

"The place got hit by
lightning? Fuck you, pay me."

(Pop Tune Plays, Background)

Also, Paulie could
do anything. Like

run up bills on the
joint's credit.

And why not? Nobody
will pay for it anyway.

Take deliveries at
the front door and

sell it out the
back at a discount.

Take a $200 case of booze
and sell it for $100.

It doesn't matter.
It is all profit.

Then finally, when there
is nothing left...

when you can't borrow another
buck from the bank...

you bust the joint out.
You light a match.

Do you need help
reaching anything?

You look like you're
decorating a Christmas tree.

She is from the Five Towns.

Who?

The Jew broad. Diane.

I been trying to bang
her for a month.

She won't go out with me alone.

- No.
- No, what?

No, what? Who asked you anything?

Wait to hear what
I'm going to say.

All right, what?

She won't go out
with Italians alone.

She is prejudiced
against Italians.

You fucking believe
that? In this day

and age? What is this
world coming to?

I can't believe this. A Jew broad,
prejudiced against Italians.

She won't go out without
her girlfriend.

So you come along for her friend.

See? I knew it. I knew it.

What the fuck is wrong with that?

- When is it?
- Tomorrow night.

I'm meeting Tuddy.

You could meet Tuddy.
Come early and then go.

- Why do you always do this?
- Don't give me that shit.

What did I ask you
for? A favour. I

do a lot of fucking
favours for you.

I'm trying to bang this
broad. Help me out.

I don't understand
you. She is beautiful.

Her family lives in the Five
Towns. These Jews got money.

Maybe the family owns
the whole block.

You may wind up with a big score.

You with your fucking mouth.

I had a meeting with
Tuddy at 11:00...

and here I am a
backup guy for Tommy.

Did you have enough to eat?

It was delicious. I'm
just watching my diet.

Let me watch your figure.

I couldn't wait to go.

I was ordering dessert when
they were eating dinner.

When they were having coffee,
I was asking for the check.

Have some coffee. It
will wake you up.

Joe, can we have the check?

What are you doing?

- I got to go.
- We just got here.

I got that thing.

We will leave together.

This way we don't go out like a
bunch of hobos, one at a time.

I couldn't stand him.

I thought he was really obnoxious.
He kept fidgeting around.

You don't mind, do you?
That is very annoying.

Good? You might
prefer Manischewitz,

but it'd look funny on my table.

- Ready?
- Lighten up.

We just got here.
What are you doing?

Before it was time to go, he
was pushing me into the car...

then pulling me out.
It was ridiculous.

Diane and Tommy made us promise
to meet them again on Friday.

We agreed.

But when Friday came
around, Henry stood me up.

I feel terrible. I don't
know where he is.

He really liked you. All
he did was talk about her.

We were a trio instead
of a double date.

He should have called. I
hope it is nothing serious.

But I made Tommy take
me looking for him.

Tommy, what the fuck?

You got some nerve standing me up.

Nobody does that to me.

Who do you think you are,
Frankie Valli or some big shot?

I forgot. I thought
it was next week.

It was this Friday and you
agreed, so you're a liar.

We can talk about this.

Talk to you after what
you just did to me?

Forget it.

I thought you would
stand me up. You

looked bored. You
didn't say anything.

Let me make it up to you.

I will think about it.

I remember, she was screaming
on the street and I mean loud.

- But she looked good.
- I will think about it.

But it will cost you, Hill. A lot.

She had these great eyes
just like Liz Taylor's.

Hello, Henry.

- Ready?
- Yeah.

Come on.

- Wait a minute.
- What?

You have to cover that cross.
My mother sees that...

Karen?

Mum.

Meet my friend, Henry Hill.

How do you do?

My daughter says
you're half Jewish.

It is just the good half.

(Op Tune Plays, Background)

See you later.

You're leaving your car?

He watches the car for me.

It is easier than
leaving it at a garage.

It is a lot quicker that way.

I like going in this way. It is
better than waiting in line.

How are you doing? What
is up? Here you go.

- How are you doing, Gino?
- Good. How are you?

Every time I come here, I see
you two. Don't you work?

(Pop Tune Continues
Playing, Background)

♪ He kissed me in a way ♪

♪ That I've never
been kissed before ♪

♪ He kissed me in a way ♪

♪ That I want to be
kissed forever more ♪

Henry, nice to see
you. Hi, how are you?

Anthony, right in the front.

Anything you need, let me know.

Tony, thanks a lot.
I appreciate it.

You gave them $20 each.

Henry, this is with
Mr. Tony, over there.

- Where?
- Over there.

Thanks a lot, Tony.

- What do you do?
- What?

- What do you do?
- I'm in construction.

They don't feel like
you're in construction.

I'm a union delegate.

Ladies and gentlemen...

the Copacabana is proud to present
the king of one-liners...

Henry Youngman.

How are you all? I'm glad to
be here. Take my wife, please.

I take my wife everywhere
but she finds her way home.

I said, "Where do you want
to go for our anniversary?"

She said, "Somewhere
I've never been before."

I said, "Try the kitchen."

Dr. Wellsler is here.

Gave a guy six months to
live. Couldn't pay his bill.

Gave him another six months.

I love this crowd.

(Pop Ballad Plays, Background)

Air France made me.

We walked out with $420,000
without using a gun.

And we did the right thing.
We gave Paulie his tribute.

Sixty thousand.

It is going to be a good summer.

I'm proud of you. That is a lot
of money for a kid like you.

Anybody asks you where you got it,
you got it in Vegas playing craps.

Check, sir.

No. You have to sign for it here.

Should I tip him?

Hi, Karen.

- How are you?
- Okay. And you?

- Henry, this is Bruce.
- Good to meet you.

I will see you around later.

Do you know him?

Yeah.

He lives across the street.

♪ Roses are red, my love ♪

♪ Violets are blue ♪

♪ Sugar is sweet, my love ♪

♪ But not as sweet as you ♪

One night, Bobby Vinton sent us

champagne. There was
nothing like it.

I didn't think there was
anything strange in any of this.

A 21-year-old kid with
such connections.

He was an exciting guy.

He was really nice. He
introduced me to everybody.

Everybody wanted
to be nice to him.

He knew how to handle it.

Don't buy wigs that come
off at the wrong time.

Morrie's wigs don't come off.

Even underwater.

And remember, Morrie's wigs are
tested against hurricane winds.

Forget about money. You
can afford a Morrie wig.

Call me now.

Come in for a
personalised fitting.

Morrie, Jimmy is waiting.
You're past due.

I've been good to you.

But there is something
unreasonable going on here.

Jimmy's being a ball breaker.

Give him 8-to-5 on Cleveland.

I never had to pay the
vigorish he demands.

What am I, a schmuck?

You borrowed his money. Pay him.

I didn't agree to three
points above the vig.

What are you going to do? Going
to fight with Jimmy Conway?

He wants his money. Give him
his money and we will go.

Fuck him.

Fuck him in the ear. Fuck
him in the other ear.

Did I ever bust his balls?

I could've dropped a
dime a million times.

Don't call the cops.
You're talking crazy.

You got money for that commercial.

You don't got my fucking money?

Jimmy, he is going to pay you.

I will fucking kill you. Give
me the money, cocksucker.

Pay me.

He will pay, he will pay.

Morrie's. Who is this? He
is here. Jimmy, I'm sorry.

You should be sorry. Don't do it
again. Give me the fucking money.

You hear me? Give me
the fucking money.

I will give you... You've got it,
kid. You've got it, believe me.

Karen, slow down.

Where? Stay there. Don't move.

It is Karen.

What happened?

What happened? Are you all right?

Who did it?

This guy who lives
across the street

from me that I've
known all my life.

He started to touch
me. He grabbed me.

I told him to stop.
He didn't stop.

I hit him back. And then
he got really angry.

He pushed me out of the car.

You sure you're all right?

Why don't you go inside and get
yourself together. Clean up.

What do you want, fucko?

I swear on my mother, if you
touch her again, you're dead.

Don't shoot.

Hide this. Are you all
right? Are you all right?

Yes.

I know there are women...

who would have gotten out the
minute their boyfriend...

gave them a gun to
hide. But I didn't.

I got to admit the
truth: It turned me on.

Mazel tov.

(Pop Ballad Plays, Background)

♪ Will you take part in ♪

♪ My life ♪

♪ My love ♪

♪ That is my dream ♪

Why don't you be like Henry?
He has got a nice girl.

He is settling down
now. He is married.

Pretty soon he will
have a nice family.

And you're still bouncing
around from girl to girl.

It was like he had two families.

The first time I was introduced to
all of them at once, it was crazy.

Paulie and his brothers had
lots of sons and nephews.

Almost all of them were
named Peter or Paul.

It was unbelievable.

Meet Paulie Jr., my nephew.
And this is Petey.

There must have been two dozen
Peters and Pauls there...

This is Marie.

All married to girls named Marie.

She looks Italian.

And they named all
their daughters Marie.

And this is Pete. No, I mean
Paulie. I get confused myself.

By the time I had met everybody,
I thought I was drunk.

(Ballad Continues, Background)

Paulie, you shouldn't have.

Welcome to the family.

Sunday dinner?

So beautiful. I want to cry.

Here is something to
help you get started.

- The bag. The bag.
- What bag?

The bag with the envelopes
in it, all the money.

Don't worry. Nobody is
going to steal that here.

(Ballad Continues)

♪ Will you take part in ♪

♪ My life ♪

♪ My love ♪

♪ That is my dream ♪

♪ Life is but a dream ♪

He didn't call?

He is with his friends.

What kind of person doesn't call?

He is a grown-up. He doesn't
have to call every five minutes.

A grown-up would get
you an apartment.

Don't start. Mum, you're the
one who wanted us here.

You're here a month...

and sometimes I know he
doesn't come home at all.

What kind of people are these?

- What do you want me to do?
- What can you do?

He is not Jewish. Did you know
what these people were like?

Your father never stayed out
all night without calling.

Daddy never went out at
all, Ma. Keep out of it.

You don't know how I feel.

How do you feel
now? You don't know

where he is or who he is with.

He is with his friends. Dad.

Leave him alone. He
has suffered enough.

He hasn't digested a
decent meal in six weeks.

Where were you? Why
didn't you call?

We were worried. A married man
does not stay out like this.

Mum.

Normal people don't act like this.

What is wrong with you?

You're not normal. She is
right. What is wrong with you?

What kind of person are you?
What is the matter with you?

What kind of people are they?

We weren't married to
nine-to-five guys.

But the first time I
realised how different...

was when Mickey had
a hostess party.

- Karen, where you from?
- Lawrence.

On the Island. Nice.

I'm from Miami. Ever been there?

It is okay, but it is like you
died and woke up in Jew heaven.

Stop picking at that.

I'd like to smack his face.

The red-haired guy?

The guy's hands are all over me.

So I told him, "Keep
your fucking hands

off me, or I will cut them off."

She means it.

He is lucky. I just
mention this to Vinnie...

How can you mention it?
Vinnie'd kill him.

Vinnie will kill the
miserable bastard,

then he will be there for life.

Talk about problems. What
about Jeannie's kid?

He was in an argument. A $10
card game. He pulls out a gun.

The gun goes off. Some kid gets

killed. When the
grandmother hears...

she has a heart attack
and drops dead.

Now Jeannie has a
husband and son in jail

and a mother in the
funeral parlour.

- Jeannie drinks.
- Maybe she is depressed.

Give me a break. She is drunk.

As soon as something happens,
you make them out to be saints.

They had bad skin
and wore too much

make-up. They didn't
look very good.

They looked beat-up. And
the stuff they wore...

was thrown together and cheap.

A lot of pantsuits
and double-knits.

She spends her life
in a nightgown.

The woman is no angel, believe me.

They talked about
their rotten kids...

and about beating them with
broom handles and belts.

And the kids still didn't listen.

When Henry picked
me up, I was dizzy.

I don't know if I
could live like that.

God forbid, what would happen
if you had to go to prison?

Mickey said that
Jeannie's husband...

Do you know why Jeannie's
husband went to the can?

Because he wanted to
get away from her.

Let me tell you something. Nobody
goes to jail unless they want to.

Unless they make
themselves get caught.

They don't have things organised.
I know what I'm doing.

You know who goes to jail? Nigger

stickup men. Know why
they get caught?

Because they fall asleep
in the getaway car.

Come on, don't worry so
much, sweetie. Come here.

After a while, it got
to be all normal.

None of it seemed like crimes.

Henry was just enterprising.

He and the guys made bucks
hustling while other guys...

sat on their asses
waiting for handouts.

Our husbands weren't brain
surgeons, just blue-collar guys...

The only way they
could make real extra

money was to go out
and cut corners.

Where is the strong
box, you varmint?

Don't fucking move. Don't move.

- See you at the diner.
- I'm riding shotgun.

Did you see him
give it right over?

Back to the hideout
to split up the loot.

We were all very close.

There were never any outsiders
around. Absolutely never.

Being together all the time made

everything seem all
the more normal.

Police.

I'm Detective Deacy. This
is Detective Silvestri.

We have a search warrant.

Would you read and sign it?

Anywhere?

We have to go through everything.

You want some coffee?

No coffee now, thanks.

Be careful.

We will just go
about our business.

There was always a
little harassment.

They wanted to talk to
Henry about this or that.

They'd make me sign their
subpoenas or warrants.

But mostly they just
wanted a handout.

A few bucks to keep things quiet
no matter what they found.

(Al Jolson Sings On TV)

I always asked if
they wanted coffee.

Some wives, like Mickey Conway...

used to curse at them
and spit on the floor.

On her own floor. That never
made any sense to me.

It was better to be polite
and call the lawyer.

♪ Don't cry, Pretty, don't cry ♪

♪ Goodbye, Tootsie, goodbye ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

We always did everything together
and were always in the same crowd.

Anniversaries, christenings. We
only went to each other's houses.

The women played cards.

When kids were born,
Mickey and Jimmy

were the first at the hospital.

When we went to the Islands
or Vegas for vacation...

we went together.

No outsiders ever.
It got to be normal.

I began to be proud
that my husband

was willing to risk his neck...

to get us the little extras.

But I got Mum to watch the
babies tomorrow night.

- Can't do it.
- Why not?

I just can't. I got
something lined up.

But tomorrow is the only
night she can do it.

Pretty please?

I can't. What do
you want me to do?

- I got to go.
- Wait a minute.

I need money to go shopping.

How much?

That much.

This much. Give me a kiss.

Here.

See you later.

All right.

(Pop Tune Plays, Background)

♪ I always dreamed the boy
I love would come along ♪

♪ And he'd be tall and
handsome, rich and strong ♪

(Pop Tune Continues, Background)

Welcome home, Batts.

Hi there. How are you?

Sit down. Have a drink.
Give them all a drink.

And give those Irish
hoodlums a drink.

There is only one Irishman here.

It is a celebration.

- Top of the morning.
- It is good to be home.

This is my friend Jimmy.

Henry. It is his
joint. This is Lisa.

Tommy. All dressed up.

All grown up and doing the town.

Forgot you were having
a party for him.

Come here.

I will say hello.
How are you, Billy?

I haven't seen you in six years.

Jesus Christ Almighty.
You look terrific.

Watch the suit.

You little prick. I've
known you all my life.

- Don't get too big on me.
- Just don't bust my balls.

If I was going to
break your balls,

I'd say, "Go get your shine box."

This kid was great.

I used to call him
"Spitshine Tommy."

He'd make your shoes look like

fucking mirrors.
Excuse my language.

He was the best.
Made a lot of money.

No more shines.

- What?
- No more shines.

You been away a long time.
They didn't tell you.

I don't shine shoes anymore.

Relax. What has got
into you? I'm breaking

your balls a little, that is all.

I'm only kidding with you.

Sometimes you don't sound like it.
There is a lot of people around.

I'm only kidding.
We're having a party.

I haven't seen you in a long
time and you get fucking fresh.

I'm sorry, I didn't
mean to offend you.

I'm sorry, too.

Now go home and get
your fucking shine box.

Motherfucking mutt.

You fucking piece of shit.

Come on, come on.

He bought his fucking button.
That fake old tough guy.

You bought your fucking button.

- Don't get nervous.
- You motherfucker.

Keep that motherfucker
here. Keep him here.

Come on, you fucking feel strong?

Sorry. Tommy gets a little loaded.
He doesn't mean any disrespect.

He doesn't mean any
disrespect? Are you nuts?

Teach this kid a little fucking
manners. What is right is right.

- You understand what I'm saying?
- It is alright.

We're hugging and
kissing over here

and then he acts
like a fucking jerk.

You insulted him a little bit.
You got a little out of order.

- I didn't.
- You insulted him a little.

I didn't insult anybody.
Give us a drink.

Okay.

Let's have some drinks.
Drinks on the house.

No, have the drink with me.

The drinks are on the house.

I fucked kids like that
in the can. In the ass.

Fucking break up my party.

(Ballad Begins)

♪ And the other so-called
gods of our legends ♪

♪ Though gods they were ♪

♪ And as the elders of our
time choose to remain blind ♪

You been away for six
years. It is different now.

I did my fucking time, Jimmy.

I came home and I want what I got
to get. I got mouths to feed.

- You're going to get it.
- You understand?

(Ballad Continues In Background)

Get the door.

Let me shoot him in his
big, fucking mouth.

Let's shoot him.

Fucking mutt dented my shoes.

His crew will be looking for him.

This is bad. What
do we do with him?

We can't just dump
him on the street.

I know a place upstate. They will
never find him. More tablecloths.

I didn't want to get
blood on your floor.

(Ballad Continues)

Henry, go open your trunk.

We will get a shovel
at my mother's house.

She has a shovel somewhere.
Quiet, I don't want to wake her.

Look who is here.

What happened?

I hit something on the
road. Jimmy will tell you.

What happened to him?

How are you?

I haven't seen you in so
long. What happened to him?

You, too. How are you?

Why are you up so late?

He came in. You came in.
I'm so happy to see him.

Go inside. Make
yourselves comfortable.

I will make you something to eat.

- Go to sleep. We're leaving.
- I can't. Not while he is home.

I haven't seen him in so
long. I want to see him.

You go inside.

This stuff is like lead.

Tell me, where you been?
I haven't seen you.

You haven't called.
Where have you been?

I been working nights.

And tonight we were out late.

We took a ride out to the
country and hit a deer.

That is where all the blood
is from. Jimmy told you.

It reminds me, I
need this knife. I'm

taking this, okay?
Just for a while.

The poor thing.

We hit the deer and his
paw. What do you call it?

The paw.

- The hoof.
- Got caught in the grill.

I got to hack it off.

Ma, it is a sin to leave it there.

I will bring the knife back.

Delicious.

Why don't you get
yourself a nice girl?

I do, almost every night.

But get yourself a girl
so you could settle down.

I do, every night.
Then I'm free. I

love you. I want to be with you.

Settle down.

How is your friend Henry?

What is the matter?
You don't talk much.

Talk. What are you quiet for?

You don't eat much,
you don't talk much.

- I'm just listening.
- Something wrong?

When we were kids, the compares
used to visit each other.

There was this man. He would never

talk. He'd just sit
there all night.

They say to him, "What is the
matter? Don't you say anything?"

He says, "What am I going to
say, that my wife two-times me?"

So she says, "Shut up.
You're always talking."

But in Italian, it
sounds much nicer.

- Cornuto contento.
- That is it.

It means he is content
to be a jerk.

He doesn't care who knows it.

Did Tommy tell you
about my painting?

Look at this.

It is beautiful.

One dog goes one way and
the other goes the other.

One is facing east,
the other west.

He is saying, "What
do you want from me?"

The guy has got a nice
head of white hair.

Beautiful. The dog looks the same.

Looks like someone we know.

Without the beard. It is him.

It is him.

What the fuck is that?

For most of the guys,
killings were accepted.

Murder was the only way
everybody stayed in line.

You got out of line, you got
whacked. Everybody knew the rules.

Sometimes, even if people didn't
get out of line, they got whacked.

Hits became a habit. Guys
would argue over nothing.

Before you knew it, one was dead.

They were shooting each
other all the time.

Shooting people was a normal
thing. It was no big deal.

We had a serious problem
with Billy Batts.

This was really a touchy thing.
Tommy killed a made guy.

Batts was part of the Gambino
crew and considered untouchable.

Before you touched a made guy,
you needed a good reason.

You had to get an okay...

or you'd get whacked.

Saturday night was
for wives, but...

Friday night at the Copa
was for the girlfriends.

We saw Sammy Davis, Jr. You got to
see this show. What a performer.

He does impersonations. It
was like the real people.

Unbelievable. You could see how a
white girl could fall for him.

What?

Not me. But you could see how some

girls could. Like
that Swedish girl.

So you condone that stuff.

Take it easy.

I don't want to be kissing
Nat King Cole over here.

I don't mean me.

But, you know, he has
got personality.

"Personality?"

He is talented. I understand
what you're saying.

But watch what you say. People
get the wrong impression.

I just said he was talented.

Just leave it alone now.

He is talented. Leave it at that.

(Pop Ballad Begins)

♪ Pretend you don't
see her, my heart ♪

♪ Although she is coming ♪

♪ Our way ♪

♪ Pretend you don't need her ♪

♪ My heart ♪

♪ But smile and pretend ♪

♪ To be gay ♪

♪ It is too late for running ♪

♪ My heart ♪

♪ Chin up if the tears ♪

♪ Start to fall ♪

♪ Look somewhere above her ♪

♪ Pretend you don't love her ♪

♪ Pretend you don't see her ♪

♪ At all ♪

♪ Pretend you don't
see her, my heart ♪

♪ Although she is coming ♪

♪ Our way ♪

♪ Pretend you don't need her ♪

♪ My heart ♪

♪ But smile and pretend ♪

♪ To be gay ♪

- Hi, Paulie. How are you?
- How are you?

No? Not even Uncle Paulie?

What did you hear
about that thing?

The Brooklyn thing?

The guy from downtown.

The guy from where Christie lived?

The guy who disappeared, the
one they made the beef on.

Know the guy I mean?

His name was Batts.

His people are driving everyone
crazy looking for him.

Nobody knows what happened.

He came into the joint that night
and then just disappeared.

Keep your eyes open. They're
busting my balls over it.

- All right?
- Okay.

Okay, everybody, let's eat.

(Pop Ballad Plays, Background)

I want my money.

I want my money. He owes it.

You know that thing we
took care of upstate?

- Paulie was talking about that.
- We must move it.

They just sold the property
to make condominiums.

- It has been six months.
- We got to move it right away.

(Ballad Continues, Background)

Henry, hurry up. My
mother is making

fried peppers and sausage for us.

- Here is an arm.
- Very funny.

- Here is a leg.
- Here is a wing.

What do you like, the
leg or the wing?

Or you still go for
the hearts and lungs?

Oh, that is so bad.

Come on, girls.

What happened to the car?

I hit a skunk, all right?

Go with your mother.

It is disgusting, Henry.

I set up Janice in an
apartment near The Suite.

That way I was able to stay
over a few nights a week.

My new antique lamp.

Karen was home with the kids.
She never asked questions.

The furniture is all
Maurice Valencia.

Looks like Roma.

This is all silk.
This is from Siam.

Come see my bedroom.

Tommy, will you take him?

I will eat this
fucking dog tonight.

Love that crystal ball or what?

This is where we spend
most of our time.

I love the floral arrangements.

French.

Janice and I were
having so much fun...

she started screwing up at work.

I had to straighten out her boss.

Janice can do what
she wants to do.

Got it?

Just try to run. Hang up once
more and you will deal with me.

Get off her.

You're an animal.

(Pop Tune Continues, Background)

Spider, on your way here,
bring me a Cutty and water.

- Did you guys eat?
- I'm starving.

- I will play these.
- You will play those?

Do I stutter? I play those.

What am I? A mirage?

Where is my fucking drink?

- You wanted a drink?
- I asked you for one.

I thought you said, "I'm
all right, Spider."

Am I on a pay-no-mind list?

No, I heard someone
say "Spider, Spider."

- I thought it was Henry.
- You're a stuttering fuck.

You said, "I'm all right, Spider."

You aren't all right.

No, you said you were all right.

I am all right. You
aren't, you prick.

You been doing this all
night to me, motherfucker.

He wants a drink now?
I will bring it.

Get me a fucking drink.
Move it, you prick.

You walk like "Stepin Fetchit."

For everybody else you run.

Run for me. Dance the
fucking drink back here.

What is that Bogart movie?

- Where he played a cowboy.
- The Oklahoma Kid.

Oklahoma Kid. Shane?
Oklahoma Kid, that is me.

You fucking varmint. Dance.

Yahoo, motherfucker.

Round up those fucking wagons.

Now he is moving.

Shot in the foot.

He is fine. So he got shot in
the foot. Big fucking deal.

Vito, get a towel.

Nice fucking game.

Take him to Ben
Casey. Let him crawl

like he crawls for the drinks.

Take him to the doctor
down the street.

Bones are all shattered.

Don't get me upset.

Don't make a big fucking
thing out of it, Spider.

You trying to make me
think what I did here.

It was an accident.

Little fucking actor.

- You in?
- I'm in.

- Eight hundred.
- Eight hundred?

You haven't been
home in two weeks.

You're not going out tonight.

Will you grow up. I'm
still going to go out.

Not without your car keys.

Are you nuts? What
is your problem?

Yes. Something is going on.

Stop with that. Enough.
Stop with that.

No.

I look in your face and
I know you're lying.

- Get out. Get out.
- Shut up.

Out of my life.

You're fucked in the head.
It is in your mind.

- You're a lousy bastard.
- You got a problem.

Go to your ready-made whores.
That is all you're good for.

Get out of my life.
I can't stand you.

Spider, what is your rush?

Thank you.

Spider, that bandage on your foot
is bigger than your fucking head.

Next thing you know he will have
one of these fucking walkers.

But you can still dance.

Give us a couple of fucking steps,
Spider. You fucking bullshitter.

Tell the truth. You want sympathy.

Go fuck yourself, Tommy.

I didn't hear right.

I can't believe what I heard.

This is for you.

I got respect for this kid.
He has got a lot of balls.

Good. Don't take shit from nobody.

He shoots him in the foot and he
tells him to go fuck himself.

Tommy, you going to let this
fucking punk get away with that?

What is this world coming to?

That is what the fucking
world is coming to.

- How is that?
- What is wrong with you?

What is the fucking matter with
you? Are you stupid or what?

I was kidding with you.
Are you a sick maniac?

How do I know if you're kidding?

I'm kidding with you and
you fucking shoot the guy?

He is dead.

Good shot. I'm a good shot.

Hard to miss at this distance.

You got a problem with what I did?

His family are all rats. He
would've grown up to be a rat.

Stupid bastard. I
can't believe you.

Now you're going to dig the
hole. I got no fucking lime.

I will dig the hole.
I don't give a

fuck. Is it the first hole I dug?

Not the first hole I dug.
Where are the shovels?

- Hello?
- Hello.

It is Karen Hill. I
want to talk to you.

Hello? Don't hang up on me.

I want to talk to you.

You keep away from my
husband, you hear me?

Open the door.

Answer me.

I will tell everyone
who walks in here...

that in 2R, Rossi, you
are nothing but a whore.

Superintendent?

I want you to know
you have a whore...

living in 2R.

Rossi, Janice Rossi.
Do you hear me?

He is my husband. Get
your own goddamn man.

Wake up, Henry.

Karen...

What are you doing?

Karen, are you crazy?

I am crazy.

And I'm crazy enough
to kill both of you.

Karen, take it easy.

Do you love her?

Do you?

Do you?

I love you. You know I love you.

You don't.

No, you don't.

Be careful, baby. Don't.

But still I couldn't hurt
him. How could I hurt him?

I couldn't even bring
myself to leave him.

The truth was...

no matter how bad I felt...

I was still very attracted to him.

Why give him to someone else?

Why should she win?

Just put it down. You know
I love you, don't you?

You're all I want, Karen.

Please put the gun down.

Baby, come on.

What are you, fucking crazy?

I got enough to worry about
getting whacked on the street.

I got to fucking come
home... for this?

I should fucking kill you.

- How does it feel?
- I'm sorry.

How does it feel, Karen?

I'm sorry.

Hi, Jimmy. How are you?

- Looking good.
- Thank you. Good to see you.

- Hi, Paulie.
- Hi, honey. How are you?

- Go get some cigarettes, okay?
- Sure.

- Any of you need anything?
- I'm all right.

You want anything
to drink? A beer?

No, this...

- Chinese food?
- No, come on, sit down.

Karen came to the house.

She is very upset.

You got to straighten this out.

We got to have calm now. We
don't know what she will do.

She is hysterical. Very excited.

She is wild. And you got to
take it easy. You got children.

I'm not saying to go back to her
right now, but you got to go back.

You got to keep up appearances.

The two of them come
to my house every day.

I can't have it.

I can't do it, Henry.
I can't do it.

Nobody says you can't
do what you want.

We all know that. This is what
it is. We know what it is.

You have to do the
right thing. You

have to go home to the family.

You got to go home,
okay? Look at me.

You got to go home. Smarten up.

I will talk to Karen.

I will straighten this out. I
know just what to say to her.

I will say you will
go back to her and it

will be like when you
first got married.

You will romance her.
It will be beautiful.

I know how to talk to her.

Jimmy and Tommy were
going to Tampa this

weekend to pick up
something for me.

Instead, you will go with Jimmy.

You come with me.

Have a good time.

Sit in the sun. Take
a couple days off.

We will have a good time.

When you come back, you
will go back to Karen.

Please, there is no other way.

No divorce. We're not animali.

No divorce. She will
never divorce him.

She will kill him,
but not divorce him.

You going to pay us?

Give us the fucking money.

I can't.

Let's go.

We will throw the
bastard to the lions.

Lions? I wasn't going
near any lions.

Throw him over the moat.

I will get the money.

They must really feed each
other to the lions...

because he gave the
money right up.

I will get the money.

We spent the rest of the
weekend at the track.

They mean business.

Then, I couldn't
believe what happened.

When we got home, we were
all over the newspaper.

At first I didn't even
know why we got picked up.

Then I found out the
guy we roughed up...

had a sister working as
a typist for the FBI.

I couldn't believe
it. Of all people.

She gave up everybody.
Jimmy, me. Even her brother.

It took the jury six hours
to bring us in guilty.

The judge gave us ten years,
like he was giving away candy.

Ten years in a federal
penitentiary.

You will now be turned over...

to the US Attorney General.

Well, sweet Henry...

Toast, guys. Good trip,
good life. Get out soon.

Good trip, sweetheart.

We will watch the home front.

Say hello to those blow-job hacks.

Motherfuck them every
chance you get.

I will call you when
I get a chance.

Now take me to jail.

In prison, dinner was
always a big thing.

We had a pasta course, then
we had a meat or a fish.

Paulie did the prep work. He was
doing a year for contempt...

and had a wonderful
system for garlic.

He used a razor and
sliced it so thin...

it would liquefy in the
pan with a little oil.

It was a very good system.

Vinnie was in charge
of the tomato sauce.

Get that smell?

Three kinds of meat in the
meatballs: Veal, beef, and pork.

You got to have pork.

That is the flavour.

I felt he used too
many onions, but

it was still a very good sauce.

Don't put too many
onions in the sauce.

I didn't put too much
onions in, Paul.

There are only three small onions.

Three onions? How many tomatoes?

- Two big cans.
- You don't need three onions.

Johnny Dio did the meat.

We had no broiler, so he
did everything in pans.

It smelt up the joint and
the hacks used to die...

but he cooked a great steak.

- How do you like yours?
- Medium rare.

Medium rare. An aristocrat.

When you think of prison you
get pictures in your mind...

of all those old movies with rows
and rows of guys behind bars.

It wasn't like that for wiseguys.

It wasn't bad, but I missed Jimmy,
who was doing his time in Atlanta.

Give me two steaks.

Everyone else in the joint was
doing real time, all together...

living like pigs.

But we lived alone.
We owned the joint.

We batted them sons of bitches.
You couldn't recognise them.

They deserved it.

Even the hacks we couldn't bribe
wouldn't rat on the guys we did.

People used to be able to
leave their doors open.

Sorry it took so long. That skinny
guard is a pain in the ass.

We have to take care
of that bastard.

I took care of him.

What'd you bring?

Some bread.

Vinnie, I got peppers and onions.

Salami, prosciutto,
a lot of cheese.

What else?

- Scotch.
- Nice.

- Red wine.
- Okay.

- Now we can eat.
- Some white, too.

Beautiful. Okay, boys, let's
eat. Come on, Johnny, Vinnie.

Tomorrow we eat sandwiches. You
got to go on a diet, Vinnie.

Read 'em and weep.

What are you doing?

I will catch you guys later.

Going for a walk in the park?

- I will catch you next week.
- Thanks.

Is there any more?

No, that is it. Have
a good weekend.

You girls stay right here.

- Hold hands.
- Go right up front.

- How are you doing?
- Good. How are you?

What?

I saw her name on the register.

Want her to visit you?

Let her stay up all night crying
and writing to the parole board.

What am I doing here?
Where am I? I'm in jail.

I can't stop people
from visiting me.

Let her sneak this stuff
in for you every week.

Let her fight these
bastards every week.

Look what you're doing. Stop it.

I'm sorry.

Let her sneak this
shit in for you.

Will you stop it?

- Let her do it.
- Stop it.

Shh. Ruth, Ruth, come here.

Nobody is helping
me. I am all alone.

Belle and Morrie are broke.

I asked your friend Remo
for the money he owes you.

He told me to take
the kids down to the

police station and get on welfare.

It is going to be okay.

I've never seen Paulie since he
got out. I never see anyone.

That is what happens
when you go away.

We're on our own. Forget
everybody else. Forget Paulie.

As long as he is on
parole he doesn't

want anybody doing anything.

- I can't do it.
- Yes, you can.

All I need is for you
to bring me this stuff.

A guy in here from Pittsburgh
will help me move it.

In a month we will be fine.
We won't need anybody.

I'm afraid.

I'm afraid if Paulie finds out...

He is not helping us out.

Is he putting any
food on the table?

We've got to help each other.

We got to be really, really
careful while we do it.

I don't want to hear
about her anymore.

Never.

Daddy.

- We missed you.
- Are you here to stay?

Did you see our
pictures? I did the

one with the house and rainbow.

I did the sun.

My chorus concert is in two
weeks. Are you coming?

Do you like the house?

- Get packed. We're moving out.
- With what?

Don't worry. Just start
looking for a new house.

I got to go to Pittsburgh.
Those guys owe me $15,000.

We will be okay. I
got things lined up.

Pittsburgh? You have to
see your parole officer.

Don't worry about it.

Everything will be fine. Who
wants to go to Uncle Paulie's?

Me.

(Big Band Tune Plays, Background)

What do you want?

Sweetheart, let Mommy eat.

You look good. Did you eat
this good in the joint?

I don't want any
more of that shit.

- What are you talking about?
- Just stay away from the garbage.

Inside, you did
what you had to do.

I'm talking about now.
From here and now.

- Why would I get into that?
- Don't make a jerk of me.

Just don't do it.

Don't do it.

I want to talk about
Jimmy. Watch out for him.

He is a good earner, but
he takes too many chances.

I wouldn't take
chances like Jimmy.

Tommy is a good kid, but he is

crazy. He is got
too much to prove.

You got to watch out for them.

I only use them for
certain things.

I wasn't going to get
fucked like Gribbs.

Gribbs is 70 years old and he will
die in prison. I don't need that.

So I'm warning everybody. Could
be my son, could be anybody.

Gribbs got 20 years
just for saying hello

to some fuck who was selling junk.

That won't happen
to me, understand?

You're out early because
I got you a job.

I don't need this heat.

You see anybody with
shit you tell me.

Anybody.

- All right.
- Yeah?

Yeah. Of course.

It took me a week
of sneaking around

to unload the Pittsburgh stuff.

But when I did, it
was a real score.

I used Sandy's place
to mix the stuff.

Even with Sandy
snorting more than she

mixed, I saw this was
a good business.

I made $12,000 in my second week.

I had a down payment on my
house and things were rolling.

All I had to do was once in a
while tell Sandy I loved her.

It was perfect.

As long as I got the stuff from

Pittsburgh, Paulie
would never find out.

Within a couple of weeks it got
so big I needed some help.

I got Jimmy and Tommy
to come in with me.

- Nice.
- It is fucking great.

Conway.

(Rock Song Continues)

You bring your pay slips?

Four and a half months of dirt.

- It is so good.
- I did it.

- Do you love it?
- It is wonderful.

This we had to have made
special. Go ahead, sit in it.

The others you
couldn't even sit in.

Okay, ready?

Watch the wall with the rock.

The electricians did
it special. Come on.

This was imported. It
came in two pieces.

Do you believe what they can do?

Nice, huh?

Come here. Did you and Jimmy talk?

He is looking into everything.

It will make the Air France
hold look like peanuts.

Come on.

- He will do it, right?
- I told you.

He is looking into it. We will
see what happens. No promises.

Do you understand? There
is millions in there.

I've been cultivating this son
of a bitch for two years.

He owes me 20 grand. Once in
a lifetime. I could retire.

No more nut every week. No more
bullshit. My dream comes true.

Let's get a drink.

These are the guys
Jimmy put together

for what turned out to be...

the biggest heist in American
history. The Lufthansa heist.

Tommy and Carbone
would grab the guard

and make him get us
in the front door.

Louisiana Lightning.

Frenchy and Joe Buddha had
to round up the workers.

Johnny Roast beef kept them tied
up and away from the alarms.

Even Stacks Edwards got in on it.

He used to play guitar at the
lounge. Everybody loved Stacks.

He was supposed to steal
the panel truck...

and afterwards compact it by
a friend of ours in Jersey.

Only Morrie was driving us nuts.

Have a drink and shut up.

Just because he set this up...

he bugged Jimmy for an advance on
the money we were going to steal.

He didn't mean anything by it.
That is just the way he was.

(Rock Song Plays, Background)

I had everyone
working for me. Even

our old baby-sitter, Lois Byrd.

Have a good flight?

I hate Pittsburgh.
They're such creeps.

They're not that bad.

And it is worth it, isn't it?

Is this the same baby
you used last week?

No, that was my sister's.
This is Deirdra's.

Big yawn.

She looks like you.

That is what the stewardess said.

(Rock Song Continues)

Take it easy, Sandy.

Give me a break. You got plenty.

You got all day. Let's make it
last, all right? Take it easy.

- I got to go.
- Where are you going?

Don't start. You know I got to go
do this thing. Where are my keys?

Over there.

It is a mess. It is
like a pig pen. Why

do you think I got
you a dishwasher?

Fucks up my nails.

You got to be smart.

There is enough powder here
to put us away forever.

Loosen up.

What are you doing?

You don't have to go anywhere.

Make them wait.

Nobody knows for sure...

how much was taken in
the pre-dawn raid...

at the Lufthansa cargo
terminal at Kennedy Airport.

The FBI says $2,000,000, Port
Authority Police say $4,000,000.

Jimmy.

Those sons of bitches.

From the scene of
the heist at JFK.

It looks like a big one. Maybe the
biggest this town has ever seen.

Come here, you. Come here.

Look at this genius. This genius.

(Christmas Tune Plays, Background)

Merry Christmas.

- Who is this?
- This is my wife.

Come here. I want to show
you something, Jimmy.

Isn't she gorgeous?
I bought it for my

wife. It is a coupe.
I love that car.

What did I tell you? I
talked to you, didn't I?

Didn't I say not
to go buy anything

for a while? The fucking car?

It is a wedding gift
from my mother. It

is under her name. I
just got married.

- I love that car.
- Excuse me for a second.

- I just got married.
- Are you nuts?

- Why are you getting excited?
- Are you stupid?

We got a million fucking bulls out
there. Everyone is watching us.

It is under my mother's
name. It is a wedding gift.

I don't give a fuck. Didn't
you hear what I said?

Don't buy anything.
Don't get anything.

What is the matter with you?

What are you getting excited for?

Because you're going
to get us all pinched.

- What is the matter with you?
- I apologise.

- I'm sorry.
- What is the matter with you?

I'm sorry, Jimmy.

It is under my mother's name.

What'd you say? You
being a wise guy?

- I'm sorry. I apologise.
- What did I tell you?

What did I tell you? You don't
buy anything, you hear me?

You don't buy anything.

I'm sorry, Jimmy.

The fat fuck ought to wear a sign.

I can't believe this.
Are you stupid?

Excuse me.

- Take it off.
- Why?

Take it off.

Didn't I tell you not to get
anything big or attract attention?

One guy gets a Caddy and
one gets a $20,000 mink.

I will return it.

Bring it back where you
got it. Get it out

of here. Understand?
Get it out of here.

This drink here is
better than sex, babe.

I'm going to see Stacks. Don't you

look at anybody or
I will kill you.

He is so jealous. If I even look
at anyone else, he will kill me.

That is great.

I tell them all not to attract
attention. What do they do?

I've been looking
all over for you.

Listen, I need the money.

Morrie, relax, okay?
It is Christmas.

I need the money.

I'm relaxing. I need the money.

- I did what I had to do.
- Not tonight, Morrie.

I did my caper. He owes me.

Everyone is flashing
stuff. They got

money. I'm wearing the same shit.

They're wearing it. I
got to talk to him.

I got 500 grand coming to me.

The biggest bundle
he made in his life.

I will go talk to
him. Go have a drink.

- I will talk to him.
- It is poison in my eyes.

- Morris, are you all right?
- No, I'm not.

Jimmy?

Christmas. Your share.
Just a little taste.

Jimmy.

We did it.

- Who is it?
- It is me.

Pete? One second.

Don't do what Frankie
and Johnny did.

Don't be a moron with the money.

Karen, Judy, Ruth, come here.

I got the most expensive
tree they had.

- What do you think, Mommy?
- I love them all.

I love the gold outfit.

- Merry Christmas.
- Thank you.

And? And?

Happy Hanukkah.

- Very funny.
- Go get yourself something nice.

(Christmas Tune Plays, Background)

Lufthansa should have
been our ultimate

score. The heist of a lifetime.

Six million in cash. More
than enough to go around.

Yo, Stacks.

Open up.

What is with you? He isn't ready.
I knew you wouldn't be ready.

- You didn't bring any coffee?
- Do I look like a caterer?

Frankie will make
coffee. Make coffee.

Thought you'd have
a bitch in here.

I did. Where the fuck is she?

Always got these hot
books around or a bitch.

What time is it?

It is 11:30. We were
to be there by 9:00.

I will be ready in a minute.

You're always fucking late. You'd
be late for your own funeral.

What are you looking at? Make
that coffee to go. Let's go.

What the fuck you
doing? It is a joke.

A joke. Put the fucking pot down.

(Ballad Plays, Background)

Stacks was always crazy.

Instead of getting
rid of the truck as

he was supposed to,
he got stoned...

went to his girlfriend's,
and by the time

he woke up, the cops
had found the truck.

It was all over the television.

They even said they got
prints off the wheel.

It was just a matter of time
before they got to Stacks.

I got to talk to you.

- Have a drink.
- Have a drink. Come on.

Have a drink. What are you doing?
It is an occasion. Have a drink.

I still have to talk to you.

- What happened with Stacks?
- Don't worry about that.

There is Feds all over the place.

So what? Where are
they going to go?

- It is in the papers.
- He is worried.

What are you worried about?

The television and the newspapers.
All the shit is out there.

- What are you worried about?
- You worry too much.

Everything is beautiful.
Didn't you tell him?

Not yet.

- What?
- Guess what?

They are going to make him.

Paulie is going to make you?

They opened up the books.
Paulie got the okay.

Can you believe that?
This Guinea bastard.

He is getting made.
We will work for

this guy one day.
He will be a boss.

I can't believe it.

I'm happy for you.
Congratulations.

Motherfuckers, we got them now.

Jimmy, I've been looking
all over for you.

Can I talk to you a second?

I masterminded the whole
thing, I'm left with dick.

They'd be up a creek if not for
me. Fuck him. I want my money.

I want my money. I've had it up to

here. That cheap
cigarette hijacker.

- Fuck him. I want my money.
- Good. Go tell him.

Now will you keep you mouth shut?

Morrie, you will get
your money. You

just got to stop busting balls.

All right. You hear me?

Everything is going to be fine.

- Henry.
- What?

♪ Oh, Henry boy, the pipes,
the pipes are calling ♪

Sweetheart, half
Mick, half Guinea?

I will sing with
an Italian accent.

♪ And down the glen, the glen
and down the mountainside ♪

♪ The summer is gone ♪

♪ And all the roses dying ♪

(Rock Song Plays, Background)

I could see for the first time
that Jimmy was a nervous wreck.

His mind was going in eight
different directions at once.

Think Morrie tells
his wife everything?

Morrie? Him?

That is when I knew Jimmy
was going to whack Morrie.

That is how it
happens. That is how

fast it takes for a
guy to get whacked.

He is a nut job. He
talks to everybody.

He is always acting like a jerk.
Nobody listens to what he says.

Nobody cares what he
says, he talks so much.

Make sure you bring
him here tonight.

- Okay?
- All right.

Start like this. Sorry.
Did I get you in the eye?

Stop breaking my balls.

I was just stalling for time.

I knew I had 'til
eight or nine o'clock

to talk Jimmy out
of killing Morrie.

But meanwhile, as
far as Jimmy knew,

I was going along
with the program.

I pulled out his hair. I
bit him. He is out cold.

I'm enraged. I wanted to
kill this little fuck.

I walk away. We start
to go in this joint.

I don't want to turn around.
Jimmy is doing this to me.

I don't want to
fucking turn around.

I don't want to turn
around. He picks

up his fucking head,
he says, "Ah..."

I said, "Don't say it."

"Jerkoff."

What are you going to do?
What? I fucking fly at him.

I got him and I'm banging his
head, banging his fucking face.

I'm pulling his hair
out of his head. I

beat him to a pulp.
To a pulp I beat him.

He is laying there full of fucking
blood. I'm out of breath.

Forget about tonight.
Forget about it.

It was a load off my mind.

He never knew how close he'd
come to getting killed.

Even if I told him he would
have never believed me.

- Jimmy, could I talk to you now?
- You're a pisser. A real pisser.

Want to talk now?
Okay, let's talk.

I've never met a ball
buster like you.

Who loves you more than I do?

- I'd do anything for you.
- Except stop busting my balls.

- Let's go have coffee.
- Want to go to the diner?

We will go to the diner
on the boulevard.

Which diner?

Rockaway Boulevard.
It is open 24 hours.

- They got danishes?
- They got everything.

Let's pick up some
danishes for Belle.

Hear about the points
we were shaving

up in Boston? It is
terrific. Nunzio...

I thought he'd never shut up.

What a pain in the ass.

What will we do with him?

Chop him up and get
rid of the car.

Call me when you're through.

- Frank, let's chop him up.
- All right.

Where you going, you
dizzy motherfucker?

You said chop him up.

At Charlie's, not here.

Come on, what are you
doing? Get out of here.

I got a better shot
letting him drive.

The car is cold.

Get out of here. What, warm
it up? Get out of here.

- Who is it?
- It is Belle. Open up.

It is Belle. Let me in.

Morris didn't come
home. He is missing.

I know something has happened.

Calm down.

He is missing. I know
something happened.

He is probably drunk and
fell asleep somewhere.

In 27 years he has never been
away all night without calling.

Something has happened.
I know you know.

Let me get changed. I will take
you home then look for him.

I've been home. I've
been on the phone...

He is playing cards.

- What will I tell Belle?
- Who gives a fuck?

Tell her he ran off with some
broad. What do you care?

- Watch this.
- Don't fuck with them.

I will bust their fucking balls.

Don't give them the
satisfaction, the fucks.

Come on, fuckos.
Let's go for a ride.

Keep them up all night.

I will see you later.

(Piano Pop Melody
Plays In Background)

Jimmy was cutting every link
between himself and the robbery...

but it had nothing to do with me.

I gave Jimmy the tip and he
gave me some Christmas money.

From then on, I
kept my mouth shut.

I knew Jimmy. He had
the cash. It was his.

He kicked some money upstairs
to Paulie, but that was it.

It made him sick to turn the money
over to the guys who stole it.

He'd rather whack them.
What did I care?

I wasn't asking for anything.

And Jimmy was making nice money
through my Pittsburgh connections.

Still, months after the robbery
they were finding bodies all over.

(Melody Continues, Background)

When they found
Carbone in the meat

truck, he was frozen so stiff...

it took them two days to thaw
him out for the autopsy.

Still, I never saw Jimmy so happy.

He was like a kid. We had money
coming in through Pittsburgh...

and even after a while, the

Lufthansa thing
began to calm down.

Jimmy was so happy that morning...

because this was the day
Tommy was being made.

Jimmy was so excited, you'd
think he was being made.

He must have made four
calls to Tommy's house.

They had a signal
set up so he'd know

the minute the ceremony was over.

- Ma, where are you?
- Here I am.

- You're home.
- Home? I'm leaving.

- You look lovely.
- I look good, huh?

You look wonderful. Be
careful. Congratulations.

I love you. Don't paint any more
religious pictures, please.

God be with you.

We always called each
other Goodfellas.

You'd say to somebody:

"You will like this guy. He is all

right. He is a
Goodfellas, one of us."

You understand?

We were Goodfellas. Wiseguys.

But Jimmy and I could never be
made because we had Irish blood.

It didn't matter my
mother was Sicilian.

To become a member of a crew you
must be 100 percent Italian...

so they can trace your relatives
back to the old country.

It is the highest honour
they can give you.

It means you belong to
a family and a crew.

It means nobody can
fuck around with you.

Also, you can fuck
around with anybody,

as long as they
aren't also a member.

It is like a licence to steal.
A licence to do anything.

How many years since
you were made?

I'm an old-timer.
Thirty years ago.

Brings back a lot
of memories. Pike's

Peak was a pimple then, wasn't it?

As far as Jimmy was concerned,
with Tommy being made...

it was like we were
all being made.

We would now have one
of our own as a member.

- Who is this?
- This is Vinnie.

What happened? Did we
get straightened out?

We had a problem. We tried
to do everything we could.

You know what I mean.
He is gone, and

we couldn't do nothing about it.

What do you mean?

He is gone. He is gone.

That is it.

I knew it.

I can't fucking believe it.

- They fucking whacked him.
- Fuck.

Are you all right?

It was revenge for Billy Batts,
and a lot of other things.

That is that.

There was nothing we
could do about it.

Batts was a made man
and Tommy wasn't.

We had to sit still and take it.

It was among the Italians. It
was real grease-ball shit.

They even shot Tommy
in the face...

so his mother couldn't give him
an open-coffin at the funeral.

(Upbeat Rock Song
Plays, Background)

I had a busy day. I had to drop
the guns off at Jimmy's...

to match some silencers he had.

I had to pick up my brother
at the hospital...

and pick up some stuff for Lois...

to fly down to some customers
I had near Atlanta.

(Song continues)

Right away I knew he didn't want

them and I'd be stuck
for the money.

I bought them because he wanted
them and now he didn't want them.

What good are these?
None of them fit.

I'm not paying for these.

I didn't say a thing. Jimmy was so

pissed off, he didn't
even say goodbye.

The drugs are making
your mind into mush.

I will take 'em back.

My Pittsburgh guys
always wanted guns.

Since I would see them in the
afternoon, for a delivery...

I was pretty sure I'd
get my money back.

Oh, my God.

At the hospital, Michael's
doctor wanted to put me in bed.

What happened to you?

I almost got into an
accident on the way here.

And I told him I was
partying all night.

I'm fine.

Get over here.

Let me check you out.

He took mercy on me,
gave me Valium...

and sent me home.

My plan was to drop off my brother
at the house and pick up Karen.

There it is. You see that
helicopter right there?

Right up there. I think it has
been following me all morning.

- Get the fuck out. Are you nuts?
- I'm telling you.

It is the third time I've seen
it. At the hospital I saw it.

I had to make some stops.
I've seen it every time.

I've been all over town
and I've seen it all day.

I was cooking dinner that night.

I had to start
braising the beef and

veal shanks for the tomato sauce.

It was Michael's favourite. I
was making ziti with gravy...

roasted peppers...

string beans with olive oil. I
had some beautiful cutlets...

that were cut just right...

that I was going to fry
up as an appetiser.

So I was home for about an hour.

My plan was to start
dinner early so I

could unload the guns
Jimmy didn't want.

Then get the package for Lois to
take to Atlanta later that night.

I kept looking out the window and
saw that the helicopter was gone.

Michael, keep an eye on the sauce.

Stay here with your Uncle Michael.

I asked my brother to watch the

sauce, and Karen
and I started out.

Oh, God. I see it.

- Look, it is right there.
- Damn.

That is it.

We got to get to your mother's.

See, I told you.

It is funny.

- It is not the end of the world.
- We're going to your mother's.

(Rock Song Plays, Background)

Tell your mother not
to touch anything

outside of the house. Nothing.

Why didn't you go to
your mother's house?

(Blues Tune Plays, Background)

"Everything is going to be
all right this morning"

Let's go shopping.

No, I'm not nuts, It has been
following me all fucking morning.

Alright. He thinks I'm paranoid.

I should bring him the helicopter,

then we will see
how paranoid I am.

Come on, let's go inside.

Yeah, it is gone.

- I don't hear anything.
- Let's go back to your mother's.

- They all right?
- They're great.

Didn't I say you were
paranoid? Didn't I tell him?

Yeah. I need a hit.

Want to see helicopters? Come on,
I will show you helicopters.

I've seen enough helicopters
for one day, thank you.

I had to get home
and get the package

ready for Lois to
take on her trip.

Also, I had to get
to Sandy's to give

the package a whack with quinine.

Plus, I knew Sandy
would get on my ass.

I had the cooking to finish, and I

had to get Lois
ready for her trip.

It is Sandy. What
the fuck is this?

She is a pain in the ass.

- When are you coming over?
- In an hour.

You staying tonight, right?

I can't. I got my brother tonight.

Come on, stop. Stop. We will talk
about it later, okay? Goodbye.

- Hello?
- It is me. You ready?

Tell Michael not to
let the sauce stick.

Henry says don't let
the sauce stick.

I'm stirring it.

- Listen, you know what to do?
- Yeah, yeah.

Don't "yeah, yeah" me,
Lois. This is important.

Make sure you leave the house
when you make the call.

Understand me? Call from an
outside line. I mean it.

Jesus, you must think I'm
dumb. I know what to do.

You little Hick, just
make sure you do it.

You're a pain.

- Hey. Just do it.
- Okay.

Un-fucking-believable.
All of them.

Every fucking girl in my life.

- What'd he say?
- Nothing.

What does she do
after she hangs up?

After everything I told her? After
all her "yeah, yeah" bullshit?

She calls from the
house. If anyone

was listening they'd
know everything.

They'd know a package
was leaving my

house and they'd have
the flight number.

As soon as I got home,
I started cooking.

I had a few hours
until Lois' flight.

I told my brother to
watch on the stove.

All day long the poor guy has been

watching helicopters
and tomato sauce.

I had to drive over
to Sandy's, mix the

stuff, then get back to the gravy.

(Blues Tune Plays, Background)

Do you think you can come
over, fuck me, then leave?

- Got some place better to go?
- Don't talk like that. Come on.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

You believe me?

Do you believe me?

- That is the last one?
- Yeah.

You lying son of a
bitch. I hate you.

Please stop feeding the
dog from the table...

from the plate on
top of it. Stop it.

- I have to.
- You don't have to.

I got to go home.

What do you mean you
got to go home?

We got to tape this stuff to
your leg. We got to go soon.

I got to go home and get my hat.

Forget your fucking hat.
Are you kidding me?

I need a trip to Rockaway
because you want your hat?

I got to have it. It is my lucky
hat. I never fly without it.

Do you understand what
we are involved in?

I don't care. I need my hat.
I won't fly without it.

What could I do if she insisted I
drive her home for her damn hat?

I hid the package and
went to take her home.

A hat?

(Rapid Drumbeat, Background)

What the fuck is this?

Police. Freeze. Don't
move, motherfucker.

I will blow your brains out.
Shut the car off slowly.

I thought I was dead,
but when I heard

all the noise I knew
they were cops.

Only cops talk that way.

Don't fucking move.

If they had been wiseguys, I
wouldn't have heard a thing.

I would have been dead.

Michael. Lock the door.

Talk to me. When was
the last time you

took a collar? I'm talking to you.

You don't want to say a fucking
word, don't. I don't give a fuck.

You will do 25 years. See how much
of a good guy you will be then.

All day I thought the
guys in the helicopter...

were local cops
busting my balls over

Lufthansa. They turned
out to be narcs.

Just get the lawyer.

They'd been on me a month. Phone
taps, surveillance, everything.

You know the boys. All
the pals are here.

You don't want to
talk to me, you will

have a fucking problem all night.

Each one of these counts holds
25-to-life in New York State.

25 fucking years, pal. I will slap
your fucking head inside out.

What, were you guys
grocery shopping?

Are we going to make a cake? You
going to make a fucking cake?

You got anything good in there?

Is it good?

Bye-bye, dickhead.

See you in Attica, dick.

I spoke to Jimmy. He offered
to give me some money.

He wants to know
what is happening.

He just wants to talk to you.

Fuck Jimmy and his money.

I got to straighten out everything
with Paulie or I'm dead.

Then you're better
off staying in here.

They could whack me
in here as easy as

outside. They're afraid
I will rat them out.

People are already
walking away from me.

I'm dead in here. You
got to get me out.

Karen finally got her
mother to put her

house up for my
bail and I was out.

I remember I had
this feeling I would

be killed right outside the jail.

I knew Paulie was still pissed
at me and he is such a hothead.

And I was worried about Jimmy.

See, Jimmy knew if
Paulie found out

he was in the drug
deals with me...

Paulie would have Jimmy
whacked even before me.

This is the bad time.

I didn't feel safe
until I got home.

Now my plan was to stay alive long
enough to sell off the dope...

the cops never found,
then disappear

until things got straightened out.

Fuck. Where is the
stuff I left, Karen?

I flushed it down the toilet.

What?

What was I supposed to do?

That was worth $60,000. I need
that money. That is all we got.

They had a search warrant.

That is all the
money we had. I was

depending on that.
Why did you do that?

I had to. They were
going to find it.

- They wouldn't have found it.
- They would have. I swear.

They would've found it.

Why did you do that?

- They would have found it.
- Why did you do that?

Oh, my God.

- I had to do it.
- Oh, my God.

Paulie, I'm really sorry.

I don't know what else to
say. I know I fucked up.

Yeah, you fucked up.

But I'm all right now.

I can be trusted now. I'm
clean. On my kids, I'm clean.

You looked in my
eyes and lied to me.

You treated me like
a fucking jerk.

Like I was never nothing to you.

After what you said, I
couldn't come to you.

You know, I was ashamed.

I'm ashamed now.

But I got nowhere else to go.

You're all I got. And I really,

really need your
help. I really do.

Take this.

And now I've got to
turn my back on you.

Thirty-two hundred bucks.

That is what he gave me.
$3,200 for a lifetime.

It wasn't even enough
to pay for the coffin.

- We got to get out.
- I don't want to run.

Am I supposed to pick up and
leave everything? Go hiding?

I don't want to do that.

If we stay around here we're
dead. You got it? We're dead.

They're right. You
took too much of

that stuff. You're
totally paranoid.

How is he doing?

He is okay.

They sobered him up.

Good. Glad to hear it.

What kind of questions
they been asking?

I don't know.

I got my mind on so many other
things. I got no money.

The girls are old enough
to read the newspapers.

Tell him he has got to call me.

As soon as you talk to him, He has
got to call me. It is important.

He doesn't know I came here to
see you. It is like he is crazy.

Take this. It is a
couple thousand.

Thanks, Jimmy.

Don't worry, everything
will be all right.

I got some beautiful Dior
dresses. You want to have them?

Pick out a few for yourself.

- For my mum.
- Yeah, whatever.

Not here. In the
store on the corner.

It is swag, so I got
it down on the corner.

Go ahead, sweetheart,
I will see you.

- Thanks.
- Don't worry.

- I will try.
- He is got to call me.

Over here?

Right down there.

It is over there, on the corner.

Right there.

No. Go ahead. It is right there.

No, Jimmy. I'm in a hurry.

My mum is watching the
kids. I got to get home.

I will come back later.

Karen. Karen.

What happened?

Nothing.

- What happened?
- I just got scared.

Got the keys?

What happened?

I just got scared. It is okay.

- Are you all right?
- Yeah.

If you're part of a
crew nobody ever

tells you they're
going to kill you.

It doesn't happen that way.

There aren't any arguments or
curses like in the movies.

Your murderers come with smiles.
They come as your friends.

People who cared for
you all your life.

They always seem to
come when you're

weakest and most in
need of their help.

So I met Jimmy in a crowded
place we both knew.

I got there 15 minutes early
and Jimmy was already there.

He took the booth
near the window so

he could see everyone
who drove up.

He wanted to make
sure I wasn't tailed.

He was jumpy. He hadn't
touched a thing.

On the surface, everything
was supposed to be fine.

We were supposed to be
discussing my case.

But I had a feeling
Jimmy was trying to

sense if I'd rat on
him to save my neck.

I been telling you your whole
life, don't talk on the phone.

Now you understand?

It is going to be okay. You got a
good chance to beat this case.

Well, you know that
kid from the city

we were talking about? You know?

The kid turned out to
be a rat. As soon as

he got pinched, he
ratted on everybody.

I know where he is.
He is hiding out.

Know what I'm saying?

Would you have a problem going
with Anthony to take care of that?

No, not at all.

That way they got nothing.

Jimmy had never asked me
to whack somebody before.

But now he is asking me to go to
Florida and do a hit with Anthony.

That is when I knew I would never
have come back from Florida alive.

Wherever you move me, I asked
once and I will tell you again...

I don't want to go any place cold.

You don't have a choice.

Come on. Whoever
fucking controls it...

just no place cold.
Do that for me.

He has bronchial, that is why.

If he has bronchial we
will consider that.

I'd like to go some
place not cold.

Can I ask you some questions?
What about my parents?

What about them?

Am I going to see them? Am
I going to talk to them?

Don't I have some kind
of contact with them?

No.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
You mean to tell me...

if something happens to my parents

and they get sick,
I can't see them?

Maybe something can be
worked out if they're sick.

If there are extraordinary
circumstances...

I can't do this. I
can't do this, Henry.

I can't leave my parents.

Karen, I told you before.

I'm not going to do this unless
you and the kids come with me.

I can't do it without you.

So you do whatever,
but... that is it.

- You need Henry, not me, right?
- That is right.

I don't care whether
you go or not.

If it will make him a better
witness, I want you with him.

They don't want me.

Henry will be in the protection
program. They can't get to him.

They can only get to him by
getting to you or your kids.

If he goes into the
program you're in danger.

- I don't know anything.
- Don't give me...

the babe-in-the-woods routine.

I've listened to
those wiretaps and

I've heard you talk about cocaine.

Conversation after conversation
you talked to Henry on the phone.

It doesn't matter. Whether
he goes to jail...

or stays on the streets,
he is a dead man.

He knows it and you know it.

What about the kids and school?

I mean, what goes on?

Go to Wall Street and
get real crooks.

Whoever sold you those suits
had a sense of humour.

What it comes down to is
we're your only salvation.

We will save your life, his life,
and we will keep you out of jail.

This morning you told the
jury about your background.

It was easy for us to disappear.

My house was in my
mother-in-law's name.

My cars were
registered to my wife.

My Social Security cards and
driver's licenses were phonies.

I never voted or paid taxes.

My birth certificate
and arrest sheet

were all that showed I was alive.

Do you see him here
in this courtroom?

Yes.

Will you please point
him out for the jury?

Let the record show that Mr. Hill

identified the
defendant, James Conway.

Do you also know a man
named Paul Cicero?

- Is he in the courtroom?
- Yes.

Can you point him
out for the jury?

Let the record show Mr. Hill

identified the
defendant Paul Cicero.

I have a document...

The hardest thing was
leaving the life.

I still loved the life.

We were treated like movie stars
with muscle. We had it all.

Our wives, mothers, kids,
everybody rode along.

I had paper bags filled with
jewellery stashed in the kitchen.

I had a bowl of coke
next to my bed.

People call them rats because
they will do anything to survive.

- Objection.
- Objection sustained.

I know nothing about being a rat.

You know everything about it.

Anything I wanted was
a phone call away.

Free cars. Keys to a dozen
hideouts all over the city.

I'd bet 20 grand over a weekend...

then blow the
winnings in a week or

go to sharks to pay the bookies.

Didn't matter.

It didn't mean
anything. When I was

broke I would go rob some more.

We ran everything.

We paid off cops. We paid off
lawyers. We paid off judges.

Everybody had their hands out.
Everything was for the taking.

And now it is all over.

That is the hardest part.

Today everything is different.

There is no action. I have to
wait around like everyone else.

Can't even get decent food.

After I got here I ordered
spaghetti with marinara sauce...

and I got egg noodles and ketchup.

I'm an average nobody.

I get to live the rest of
my life like a schnook.

(Fast-Paced Rock Song
Plays, Background)