Wannabes (2000) - full transcript

[train running]

[loud punches]

[groans]

No!

[coughing]

Do you know who I am?

Yeah.

Santo Minieri's son.

That's the wrong fucking answer.

-You got him?
-I got him.

I'm Vinny Minieri.



And don't you fucking forget it.

[screams]

["I Wanna Be Somebody"]

[kids chatting]

Oh, yeah!

[cheering]

[Paulie] Everyone wants
to be somebody.

Especially in my neighborhood.

Me, my brother Angelo
and my friends

were just trying
to make ends meet.

We're still trying to figure
out what we wanted to do.

For now, we were just having
fun on the same streets

that we grew up on.

Come on, Paulie! Come on!



Let's go, baby. Come on!.

Come on, Paulie.

[crowd chanting]
Paulie! Paulie!

Paulie! Paulie! Paulie! Paulie!

[whistling]

Come on. Get it! Get it!

-Alright. That's an out.
-Shit!

That's two, baby.
One more, and you're done!

"Now batting: Derek Jeater."

Derek Jeater just got
about 200 pounds heavier.

-Fuck you, Freddie.
-Come on, Pete.

Just pitch the ball already.

-Alright, Pete.
-Come on, Pete.

Yeah, Pete!

Stay at second. Stay! Stay!

Yeah, Pete!

Alright, Tie runs on second.

Come on, Ang.
You're the winning run.

Let's go! Let's go!

-Come on, Ang.
-Mike Piazza steps up.

-Piazza's a righty.
-Well, today, he's a lefty.

Bring me in, Ang!

[cheering]

-Come on, Pete! Run!
-Go, Pete! Go!

[cheering]

Shit! Tie game, let's go.

Tie game my ass! We win.
I beat that throw.

Hey, fuck you, you jerk off.

You fucking cheating
cock sucker!

Yeah, go back to Bay Ridge,
you fucking losers.

-Your mother's a--
-My mother's a loser?

I'll bust
your fucking head open.

[yelling]

What are you doing?
What are you nuts?

Keep that bat.

Aren't you neighborhood kids?

[all] Yeah.

"Yeah?"

Well, neighborhood kids

shouldn't fight
with one another.

If you want to fight,

I'm sure Eddie here would love
to accommodate you.

I thought not.

This is my neighborhood.

Do I make myself clear?

-[all] Yes, sir.
-Yes, Mr. Minieri.

Alright. Give them back
their bat.

You kids look a little old
to be playing stick ball.

You alright, Fred? I think
your broke my fucking rib.

Come on, give us the money.

Hand over the money.

-Hand it over, come on.
-Give us the money.

You happy with
your 20 dollars each?

Yeah. Better in our pockets
than yours.

-Hey, he was out.
-Double or nothing next time.

-He was out. He was out!
-I don't want to hear it.

Now, I got cigarette money.

Hey, come on, Ang. We got to go
home and get ready for work.

Yeah, I know.

I'm real fucking excited
about it.

[Dom] I got to go to work, too.

I've got kids
that want ice cream.

Hey, hey, hey.
Watch this. Watch this.

Hey, Dom. Give me
a chocolate éclair, will you?

No chocolate éclairs today,
fat boy.

Fuck you, you half assed--

Hey, Dom. You have
any Italian ice in there?

Italian ice is all sold. Yeah.

What kind of ice cream man
are you?

I'm a little light today, okay?

You're always fucking light.

Come on, cheapskate.
Give us some ice cream.

-You guys are ball busters.
-Come on, give it. Give it.

-Let's go.
-Busting my balls.

He's always holding out.

[laughs]

I don't like
ice cream sandwiches.

What do you want from me?

I'll take it.

I love ice cream sandwiches.

Know what Italian ice is, Dom?

-Paulie, get out of here.
-Come on.

-Don't choke on those.
-See you.

Wow. Did you see
that car Santo had?

What's the difference?

He's eaten in the restaurant
at least a hundred times.

He don't even know
who the fuck we are.

Ang, neither of us
had ever had his section.

Working there over two years.

Think the guy would at least
recognize us.

We're waiters, Ang. Come on,
who notices waiters?

One day, he'll know our faces.

Right.

God, I hope it's me.
I bet he's a good tipper.

Get in that way, moron.

[calm music]

Alright, here we go.

Shrimp for the lady.

Why were you staring
at the waiter?

You know him?

What are you talking about?

No, I don't know him.

Well, you were looking at him.

Here we go again.

Oh, that's it. We're leaving.

-Bobby, let's go.
-But the food!

I don't give a shit.
We're leaving.

Right.

You're lucky I don't kick
your ass, alright?

What's the problem?

I don't know, sir.
They just walked out.

They--Good evening, sir.

They just walked out?
I know they walked out.

They also didn't pay
for their appetizers.

The guy said you were flirting
with his girlfriend.

-Oh, that's bullshit.
-Hey, watch your mouth. Alright?

Happens again,
you're out of here.

Now, come on.
Clear off these tables.

What's the matter?

Some asshole just accused me
of flirting with his girlfriend.

-Were you?
-No!

She slipped me
her phone number, though.

-You going to call her?
-Yeah! She was hot!

Yo, her name is Tammy.

I thought you weren't flirting?

Oh, Tammy? Well...

You can look her up
in the phonebook under 'T'.

You find this funny, "Mr. Ha?"
What is this,

a brother's convention
or something?

Alphonse and Gaston,
let's go!

We got customers waiting
out there.

Guess you ain't calling her.

Can I get you guys
anything else?

Yeah, you can heat up
this bread.

Okay.

Son of a bitch.

-I've seen that.
-Yeah, like you don't do it.

I do much worse and I get
a ballbreaker.

One time, I peed
in a guy's coke.

-What?
-Yeah, I mean it.

He wouldn't stop
breaking my balls,

so I put a little
bit of urine in the glass

before I poured the coke.

He didn't know?

Oh, if you put a little bit in,
you can get away with it.

Mario, Victor's waiting
for you outside.

Right on time. Like fucking
clock work, this guy.

Your bookie again?

This is the third week
in a row me and my friends lost.

We're going to make
that son of a bitch a rich man.

So why don't you quite betting?

Yeah, right. As soon
as I stop breathing.

You know, I hate doing
business with that prick,

but you know what they say?

It's the only game in town.

Oh, you're not going to believe
who's sitting in your section.

-Who?
-Santo and Carmine.

-You're kidding me.
-Go see for yourself.

This bread better be hot.

It's real hot.

What can I get for you guys?

Hey. It's the kid
from the stick ball game.

You still swinging
that stick ball bat?

We love to play.

Not many kids
play stick ball anymore.

I love the old school stuff.

Stick ball, Skully.

Even play stoop ball sometimes.

Skully's a good game.
Play with a bottle cap, nice.

-Good game.
-And stoop ball?

Remember stoop ball?

Can we eat now?

What do you suggest?

I suggest anything
you guys want.

Because it's on the house.

[laughs]

You've never seen us eat
and drink, kid.

I don't think your boss
is going to like you

giving us food on the house.

He ain't going to know.

How do you like this kid?

It's busy tonight.

We'll just slip the food by.

Leave it to me.

I'll take good care of you guys.

What's your name?

Angelo, Mr. Minieri.

Angelo.

This is Carmine.

This is Pino,
this here, Rosetti.

Oh, but you've already met him.

I won't forget him.

I'll bring all
the appetizers for now.

Nice bottle of Moet.

-Sounds good.
-Hey, Dad.

Vinny!

Angelo, this is my son, Vinny.

You going to eat?

Yeah, me and Elaine
were going to sit down.

He can sit in my brother's
section, Mr. Minieri.

-My brother will take good--
-Don't tell me where to sit.

-I was trying--
-Keep your mouth shut

before I give you a back slap.

Angelo.

Just get the food.

Sorry.

Vinny.

Vinny!

Go sit down.

I can't believe you slipped
that check by Mr. Letto.

Fuck him!

Do you feel like you have
to impress these guys, Ang?

I'm telling you,
you're going to get us fired.

I don't plan on making a career
out of being a waiter, Paulie.

Well, neither do I, Ang.

But the restaurant's
paying our bills.

And if we don't pay the bills,

we're going to be out
on the street.

Don't you get it, Paulie?

I want to be the one sitting
down with a nice looking broad.

Or somebody serves me.

I do, too, Ang.

But for right now, we got
to do what we got to do.

What did we say, huh?

We said this was going
to be our year.

A new millennium.

Big things were going
to happen for us.

Hopefully, they will.

You just got to be
more patient.

I've been patient
my whole life, Paulie.

So they at least
take care of you?

Hell, yeah. Some fucking tip
they left.

What about that Santos son?

-Take care of you?
-No.

Fucking piece of shit left

five dollars
on 130 dollar check,

What a jerk off.

Only gets respect
because of his dad.

It'd be nice to have a dad
all powerful like that.

It'd be nice to have
a dad home period.

[dance music]

...I saw him yesterday.

And here are your drinks.

That will be 20 dollars, please.

To success.

Yeah, sure it will come soon.

Hey, Vinny. How are you?

-How are you doing?
-Great. How are you doing?

-Vinny! Hey!
-Baby.

Oh, shit.

Look who it is.

That's Santos' son, right?

See what power does?

I bet his dad got a piece
of that joint.

Oh, look at those big titties.
I love big titties.

Too big, though, right?

Look at me,
look at her. Who's big?

She'll fucking suffocate you
with those things.

Come on, baby. Come to papa!

[chatting]

Who's fucking clowning around.

-Hey, hey!
-How are you guys doing?

-Doing alright, baby.
-Hey. How are you?

We're fine. Can we sit
with you guys?

Sit down. Yeah, I think so.

[woman]
Are you guys Italian?

[Paulie] Yeah.

What gave it away?

I don't know. We can tell.

We like Italian guys.

-You girls want a drink?
-Sure.

-You like Moet?
-Yeah, we love Moet.

Waitress.

Send over a bottle of Moet.

So, uh, you girls been
working here a long time?

Uh, about a year.

But, uh...

I've never seen you
two guys here before.

You know, we're busy.

Busy doing what?

Well, traveling.
Doing a couple of businesses.

Always on the move.

That's nice.

Thank you very much.

Your welcome 90 dollars, please.

No problem.

-Salute, girls.
-I love Moet.

-[Pete] Hey, Ang.
-Salute.

-What about us?
-What, nothing?

You guys don't like Moet.

Eh.

Yeah, we hate Moet.

Look at the freaking cans
on this broad, would you?

Hey, Pete. I'm, uh,
I love the ass.

I'm not really a tit guy.

Come on. How'd you like
to get her in the back

of that ice cream truck?

Yeah, I'd give her one
of my fucking ice pops.

-Ooh, that sounds good to me.
-Me, too.

[man] Come on, girls.
Let's dance.

In a few minutes.

We want to dance now.

Relax, buddy.

Come on, girls.
You're going to do a lot better

with me and my friends
than these guys.

You a fucking asshole?

Go home and watch
the Sopranos,

you dumb guido.

[screaming]

Get the fuck off!
Get your hands off me.

Get your fucking hands off me!

Hey, wait a minute!

What the fuck is wrong
with you assholes?

They started with us.

I don't give a fuck!

This place is affiliated
with me.

If anybody is going to hit
somebody in here,

it's going to be me.

Wait a minute.

You two are waiters
from Monty's on Cobble Street,

aren't you?

Yeah.

So go wait on
some fucking tables.

I catch you here again,
you'll be sorry!

Get the fuck out of here!

Get the fuck out. What is this,
you talking to a fucking wall?

Get your fucking hands off me.

Get the fuck out of here.

How can you sit there
and try and sleep?

After that scumbag talked
to us like that?

We got to sit there and eat it!

There's nothing you can do
about it, Ang.

A spent a hundred bucks
on that bottle of Moet.

We didn't even get
to fucking drink it.

I know you did.

You're just trying
to impress people again.

I don't need your shit
right now.

When are you going to accept
who you are?

Fuck you, Paulie.

Where the hell is your brother?
He's late.

-He should be here any minute.
-Well, he better get

his ass in here.

There are people out there
who requested him as a waiter.

Very important people
if you know what I mean.

Yeah. I need those peppers.

Andiamo, andiamo!

Oh, no. Too much! Oh!

Alfredo! Alfredo, you are
killing me with these portions!

Please leave some room
for desert.

Oh. Oh, my...

[calm music]

[coughs]

-You okay?
-You alright?

You got to cut down
on the smoking.

Yeah, as soon
as you take up jogging.

-Hey, kid.
-Yeah?

-Where's Angelo?
-I'm very sorry, Mr. Minieri.

He's a little bit late.

I'm going to start you guys off
with your appetizers, alright?

It's about time you showed up.

I'm in no mood for your shit.

Hey, who do you think
you're talking to?

I'm your boss.
Don't forget that.

-You ain't my boss.
-Hey, I heard that, young man.

With that kind of attitude,

Your skating on some
very thin ice here, mister.

And don't think for a moment
I don't know what you did

with that check the other night.

Oh, guess who's paycheck
that's coming out of?

No wonder they requested you.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

Oh, yeah.

I don't know which
of the two of you is worse.

Oh, Angelo.

I'm so sorry to keep
you guys waiting.

How are you guys doing tonight?

I think the question is,
uh, how are you doing?

I had better days.

And boss likes
to break my balls.

Want me to straighten him out?

No, no. That's okay.
I can handle him.

Well, that's right.
You can handle him.

Maybe you can just, uh,
bust a bottle over his head

like you did in my joint
last night.

I meant no disrespect,
Mr. Minieri.

I'm really, really sorry
about that.

Some fucking yuppie
called me a guido

and told me to go home
and watch the Sopranos.

Well, you know what?

Then maybe, you should
cut his balls off.

You know, so he can sing
like a soprano?

[laughs]

Hey, I'm hungry, kid.

-Get us something.
-I'll bring out

a load of food
right now, Mr. Minieri.

Right away.

-Vinny.
-Hi, Dad.

How you doing, Eddie?

Hey, Vinny.

-You eating here?
-Yeah.

Oh, good. Angelo.

That's your section
over there, right?

Yes, Mr. Minieri.

Good. Vinny.

Go sit over there.

Angelo would take
good care of you.

You better take care of me.

After that shit
he pulled last night.

Angelo.

You don't mind taking care
of my son, do you?

Not at all.

I'll be right back, Mr. Minieri.

What can I get for you guys?

What can you get for us?

You can get us the same thing
you get my father.

We're no different over here.

Okay.

And while you're at it,

get us a big pitcher
of soda, too.

No problem.

Can you believe this guy?

Fuck him.

What's with the "no problem?"

I don't know.
He's a fucking joke.

You know something?

I'm glad you got stuck
with that prick's table.

That's alright.
I'll fix his ass.

[urinating]

Oh, Ang! Are you fucking nuts?

What, do you want to get us
killed, Ang?

What are you doing?
Steal my idea?

Fuck him.

Ang, do you have any idea
who you're doing that to?

-Why? Who's he giving that to?
-Vinny.

Vinny Minieri?

Santo Minieri's son?
What are you nuts?

Ang, when I did it,

I did it to a six-year old Jew
with no connections.

You're doing it
to a wise guy's kid!

I don't give a fuck.

He's an asshole.

Ang, come on. I don't think
this is such a good idea.

I mean, come--

So did you bet tonight, Mario?

Yeah. I got two grand
on the Yankees.

It's about fucking time!

I'm dying of thirst
over here.

[pouring]

Enjoy your soda, fellas.

But do these assholes know
that they're drinking piss?

Oh, we're dead.

This is fucking good soda.

They probably put
a little seven up in it.

Uh, excuse me.

What is this,
a lawn party, huh?

You want an arm chair
and a foot rest?

Dumb and dumber,
like the movie.

You're both a couple
of fucking morons.

Andiamo!

Look at the abuse
this kid's taking.

I'll bet you 100 dollars
the kid don't lay down.

[Letto]
I'm surprised at you, Paulie.

You had such promise!

Your worse than him.
You're getting worse

than your brother!

[yells]

Shit!

Talk to him like that again,
and I'll bury you.

Come on, Paulie.

Wait on the tables yourself.

You think it's funny?

Guess we lost our waiters.

It looks like Letto
might need a drink now.

I don't blame them.

[laughing]

Hey, Letto!

Who's your dealer?

Hey!

What the hell is wrong with you?

You fucking cracking up lately.

I ain't taking shit
from nobody.

That Vinny treats us
like garbage.

And Mr. Letto?
He had it coming to him.

Two years we put up
with this shit.

Yeah, well, you just put
an end to that, Ang.

Because now, we don't have
a fucking job!

We'll be lucky if we can get
a job as waiters

after what you did!

I ain't going back
to no waiter job.

-I got an idea.
-Oh, no.

Look, Ang. I'm sick
of your crazy ideas.

It's a good one.

Oh, yeah?

Okay.

What is it?

Not now.

I'm tired.

I'll tell you tomorrow
with the guys.

Can you believe
that thing's still running?

[laughing]

What the hell happened to you?

What happened to me?

The fucking air conditioner
in there,

that's what happens to me.

How do you drive
that piece of shit?

Don't start, Dom.
At least I got a car.

What do you do? You ride around
that piece of shit

ice cream truck?

Pull up to a girl's house
at night,

ring your little jingle bell?

-Fuck you please.
-Knock it off.

I called you here
for a reason.

Doesn't it make you sick
to see three pieces

of shit out there?

We need to change, guys.

There should be lexes out there.

Beamers.

Fucking Benz.

At least you got a Lincoln, Ang.

Yeah, a 1985 Lincoln.

Like a fucking hanger
from an antennae.

We've got to start making
some moves, guys.

To make some serious money.

What moves, Ang?

Fellas, we're going
into the bookie business.

Where are you going?

I'm going into the city
to get a job.

-Sit down, Paulie.
-For what?

To listen to another one
of your crazy ideas?

Come on. Why do you want
to become bookies, Ang?

With what customers, huh?

With what bank roll?

Yeah, Ang. How are we going
to pay people if they win?

All we need to start up
in this business is 20 grand.

Twenty grand? We're lucky
we got 20 bucks in our pocket.

Listen. I'm going to go
speak to my Uncle Tommy.

See if he'll lend me
and Paulie our share.

You two could scrape up
five grand a piece.

Do you really think
Uncle Tommy's going to give us

-any more money?
-Yeah, I do.

You're fucking crazy.

What about customers, Ang?
We don't even have any.

Pete, getting customers
is the easy part.

How many gamblers
do we know?

Huh? We can get Mario
and all his friends.

You guys know a lot of people.

What if they win
the whole bank roll?

How many gamblers win?

Mario and his friends
work to pay the bookie,

Better us than him.

This could be a good idea
you know.

Alright, count me in.

I'll come up with the money.

Me, too.

Okay, fine.

We'll give it a try.

But I doubt Uncle Tommy's
going to give us anything.

We're his only nephews.

Are you not nuts?

Why would you want
to borrow 10 grand?

I told you, Uncle Tommy!

We want to go into business.

Yeah? What business is this?

We want to buy
a hot dog stand.

You want to open up
a hot dog stand?

You're going to sell
hot dogs on the corner, huh?

Ang, you can do better
than that.

Alright. Alright, I'll tell you.

We're going
into the bookie business.

Are you nuts?
The bookie business?

Bookies make good money.

Do you realize what kind
of people you got to deal with

to become a bookie?

People you don't want
to be associated with.

I really don't need a lecture
right now, Uncle Tommy.

What I need is 10 grand.

Come on. We'll pay you back.

What you need is to stand
on your own two feet.

That's what you need.

And you need to get
into something

that's not going
to get you in trouble.

Yeah, like what?
Wait on tables?

I ain't doing that shit
no more!

I told you, you could
come work for me.

What's wrong with that?

I don't want
to do construction.

It's good for now, huh?

Look, Uncle Tommy.

I feel real good
about this bookie business.

Please help us out over here.

No, I can't.

Not for something like this.
I won't.

You know what?
We don't need your help.

Come on, Paulie.
Let's get out of here.

Listen, Paulie.

I mean, you know how I feel
about you kids.

I love you guys, right?

I love your brother,

but he's got a thick head.

And sometimes,
he doesn't think.

Now, I want you to get away
from this idea

of a bookie business.

It's only going to get you
in trouble, sweetheart. Alright?

Trust me.

Take care, Uncle Tommy.

Bye.

Watch out for your brother.

[Bruno] Twenty grand?

I ain't lending you guys
twenty grand.

Why not, Bruno?
We'll pay you back.

Who the fuck are you
I'm going to lend you

twenty grand anyway?

Now what you think's
going to happen

if you can't pay me back?

Huh?

You guys got no collateral.
You got nothing.

What do you got?

What do you got anyway?

A couple of beat up cars
and that broken down

fucking ice cream truck?

Now, you. Ice cream guy.

My kid brought a cake
to him the other day

for a chip wish,
and what'd you tell him?

"We don't have one."

Then he asked you for five
other things. Five!

And what'd you say?
"We don't have that either!"

What kind of fucking business
are you running anyway?

You want to borrow 20 grand.

What are you?
A fucking comedian?

I wouldn't give you 20 cents.

Get a job, rob a bank.

Hord a money store.

Do something.

Cock sucker.

Everybody thinks
we're a fucking joke.

We're going to get this money
one way or another.

Forget it.
We're going to have to go

into the city
and get some new jobs.

No way. Ain't going back
to know bullshit job.

Oh, yeah? Well,
you're going to have to

unless you want to live
on the street Ang.

I got it.

Carlos the bus boy.

Told me his cousin
is a loan shark.

He'll lend us the money.

Get in touch with that guy.

Holy shit.

What?

That's the girl
from the restaurant.

Thank you.

How you doing?

Oh, look who it is.

The guy who never called me.

I wanted to, I swear.

But my boss ripped up
your phone number.

Yeah, right.

He did. He did, I swear to god.
He did it right in front of me.

Is that why you're not
working there anymore?

How did you know
I wasn't working there anymore?

I happened to go
there last night

to eat with my friend

and I noticed that
you weren't there.

Well, yeah. That's why I quit.

Because he ripped up
your phone number.

You're such a bad liar, Paulie.

Are you still dating
that guy from the restaurant?

No! Way to possessive.

Oh, that's no good.
He can't have that.

Why don't you grab a pizza
and come eat with me and my--

No, I got to go. I got class.

-You go to school?
-Acting class.

Oh, wow. Well, you're definitely
pretty enough to be an actress.

Trying.

Okay. I am going to give you
my number one more time.

If you lose it,
you can forget it, okay?

Guard it with my life
this time.

Okay.

Thank you.

Your welcome.

[mutters]

-Have fun in class.
-Call me.

-I will.
-You better.

Hey, pretty boy...

Who do you think, I'm a pig
like my brother?

Did she see you in this shirt?
What's with this shirt today?

Will you stop making fun
of my clothes already?

We're going to Spanish Harlem
to borrow money

and you're making fun
of my outfit.

Hey, that's where you bought it,
isn't it?

Hey, fat boy.
At least your car fits

in the neighborhood.

And these fuzzy dice, too?

What's with these fuzzy dice?

I bought them over
at Zack's carwash

in 86th street.

I like them.

-One eyed Zack?
-One eyed Zack.

-The guy with no teeth?
-Yeah.

I heard Johnny D Mark got them
from that New York designer.

You know what?
These dice, not for us.

-Fuck this!
-Ang!

Do you trust these guys?

Oh, yeah?

-So why are they late?
-They'll be here.

I'm counting on you, dude.

[Pete] You're getting me
another pair!

[muttering]

Look at these fucking people.

Carlos, what's up?

This is Hector.
Hector, that's Angelo.

What's up?

SO you want 20 grand?

Yeah.

You guineas couldn't get
twenty grand

from your neighborhood?

We could.

Vig was a little
high over there.

I figured we'd shop around.

Well, it's a little high
over here, too.

How high?

-Six points.
-Six points?

Am I speaking Chinese?
You know caprice?

Six points on 20 grand
is 1,200 a week,

just the juice.

Que pasa? You guys came
all the way from...

-to waste my time?
-No.

Huh? So you want it or what?

Can you charge us four?

[laughs]

What the fuck this is?
A used car lot?

There ain't no bargaining.
You know what, forget about it.

No, no, no, no.
We'll pay you six.

-No problem.
-No problem?

No problem.

You better have my vig
every week.

Or you Italians might end up
cut up and dumped...

Capisce?

Six fucking points?

The goal rate is three.

That loan shark is some rocky.

We should think about it
one day.

You know this is fucking crazy?

This bookie business better
be as good as you say it is.

You know a pro bookie?

[Paulie] So we started up
the bookie business.

Every gambler that we knew
was calling us.

Ang. Come here.

You know our customers
practically won

every single bet
they made last night?

I know. Don't worry.

Their luck's going to run out.

[chatting]

But things weren't going
as planned.

Our customers were winning
night after night.

You gonna bust my balls
about this?

I know! Goodbye!

You see last night's scores?

Yeah, I know, Paulie.

You know?

You know we lost our whole
bank roll last night?

And give grand on top
of that, you know that?

I know, Paulie.

[phone ringing]

Yeah?

Yeah, I know you guys
won a lot of money.

Alright.

I'll have it for you later.

Alright.

Who was on the phone?

Mario.

Mario?

Mario, who we owe 16 grand to,
that Mario?

Ang, how did I let you
talk me into this?

Do you know we're out 25,000
dollars total right now?

Where are we going
to come up with five grand

and the money
we owe for the vig?

People are going to come
knocking on our doors, Ang.

Don't worry about it.
It's going to be alright.

We'll come up with this money.

Next week, they'll lose
it all back.

Next week?

Ang, there's not going
to be a next week, alright?

We're sticking this out.

[doorbell rings]

-What's up, guys?
-Hey.

Did you see the scores?

Oh, yeah.
We saw the scores alright.

We're in trouble, guys.

We're not in trouble.

I'm glad they won.

Because they're going
to lose about double.

It's a known fact.

The more you let it ride,
the more you lose.

Listen, guys. I've got a bad
feeling about this.

I think we should get out
while we still can.

You got 25 grand?

No fucking way.

What do you say
we order pizza?

Why the fuck
didn't you listen to me?

You go to a fucking loan shark?

Huh? That's what you do?

What the fuck is wrong
with you anyway?

If you would have lend
us money in the first place,

we wouldn't have went.

Hey, don't blame his shit
on me, alright?

Please just help us
this time, Uncle Tommy.

These people are going
to come looking for us.

If you're lucky,
they'll break your door down.

That's what you should do.

Not so easy, huh? Huh, Angelo?

Always looks easy,
but it's not.

You and your big ideas
about being a bookmaker.

Guys are nothing but trouble.

Trouble that I got
to get you out of now.

Alright. Just this once.

I'm going to let you
off the hook.

But you better pay off
that fucking loan shark.

And if you get
in trouble again,

you're on your own.

Get out of here,
will you? Get out.

[Paulie] So Uncle Tommy
lent us five grand

to pay all our customers

and 1,200 to pay the vig.

The Red Sox went to six.

This was week two.

The week my brother said
we'd make back all the money.

And believe it or not,
he was right.

Our customers were losing
big time!

Here.

Hey, did you see these scores?

They lost a bundle last night.

I told you
they couldn't keep winning.

It's only going to get better.

Forty thousand six hundred
and fifty.

Yeah, baby! Yeah!

This definitely beats
the ice cream business.

You were right, Ang.

They doubled up and they lost.

Now, we have 15,000 dollars
profit after we pay

everybody back.

How much did that Mario
and his friends lose, Ang?

They lost 23,000 dollars.

And my customer Gino
at the tattoo parlor,

he lost another five grand.

I hope all these people
are going to other pay us.

Of course they're going
to pay us.

We paid them all when they won.

You know what?
I'll call Mario now.

Hey, Mario! How are you doing?

Yeah, you--

What?

What do you mean
we've got a problem?

All your friends ran away?

Yeah, okay. Listen to me, Mario.

I lent you 16 grand last week.

What?

Alright. You know what?
You don't got to pay us.

That mother fucker!

What do you mean
he isn't going to pay us?

He said he ain't paying us.

If we do anything to him,

he's going to tell Vinny
what I did in the restaurant.

The restaurant?

What'd he do
in the restaurant, Paulie?

Brain surgeon over here
pissed in his coke.

[laughs]

You peed in
Vinny Minieri's coke?

Santo Minieri's son?

Yeah.

You're fucking crazy, bro.

This is great.

We pay people, and now
they don't want to pau us.

I don't know why I went along
with this to begin with, Ang.

You know we're fucked.

We crow a crazy Spanish
a lot of money.

We owe Uncle Tommy money.

We got to pay
our fucking rent!

And we don't have
a dollar to our name.

You really fucked up
this time.

I didn't fuck up anything.

We got over 40 grand
coming to us.

We're going to get it.

It's time to make amuck, fellas.

That Mario be begging us
to take his money.

[tense music]

[groans]

[coughing]

-Get up, you mutt!
-Get him up!

Get up you piece of shit.

You going to pay us
our fucking money,

you fucking scumbag?

Fuck you!

Do him, Ang!

Tough guy, huh?

Go get our money.

Get our money, Mario.
You payed your other bookie.

[speaking foreign]
Get us our fucking money!

I can't wait to tell Vinny

what you did to him
at the restaurant.

This fucking piece of shit.

[speaking foreign]

I'm glad you said that.

As a matter of fact,
I hope you don't pay.

So I can put
a fucking hole in your head!

You got three seconds!

One, two!

[Dom]
Blow his fucking head off.

Alright! Alright, okay!
I'll pay.

-Too fucking late!
-Angelo!

He said he's going to pay!

GO get our fucking money!

[loud punching]

[glass shattering]

Are you going
to pull that trigger?

What difference does it make?

People are going to have
to start treating us

with respect, Paulie.

I'm sick of us being nobodies.

We're aren't nobodies, Ang.

I'm not going to be no more.

You'll see.

The word's going to get around.

[Paulie]
The word did get around.

And all our customers paid us.

My brother was right.

The bookie business
was going good.

And we were
finally making money.

Talk. What's going on?

Come on! Focus, baby! Focus.

Yeah, alright.

Five, ten, sure.

Half a million, what's going on?

What's up there, buddy?
We got the Patriots.

Pete wanted us to meet
his friend

who wanted to do
big business with us.

Why don't you put a shirt on?

I'm working on my tan here
for the girls, you know?

Listen to me. You sure
these guys are good?

[Pete] Yeah, they're good.

They're a little weird,
but they're good.

Don't worry about it.

[Angelo] What's with
these birds?

He loves birds.

Harry! Harry!

These are my friends.

Angelo, Paulie, and Dominic.

What's up?

So you want to do
business with us?

Yeah, I know all the vendors
in Coney Island.

They all love to gamble.

I'll throw all the action
your way. 25 percent.

Does that bird talk?

What are you interested
in his bird for?

-We're talking business.
-I want to hear him talk.

Dominic, we're talking
business here.

Alright. We're going
to give you a quarter sheet.

You're responsible
for the losses.

We don't get paid, we're coming
for you and your fucking bird.

Don't worry. You'll get paid.

Hello, birdy.

Dominic. What's with this bird?

-This is a macaw.
-What the fuck's a macaw?

This is a macaw.
His name is Chico.

He doesn't talk.

Alright, listen.

We're going to start up
this week.

Make sure we get paid.

And put that shit out next time.

Harry, do the right thing.

[Chico] Fuck you!

What did you say?

-What did you say?
-It wasn't me.

-It was the bird!
-The bird?

The bird talks?

I thought you said
the bird doesn't talk.

I was only kidding!

Come on, Ang. Leave him alone.

Actually, he loves to talk.

-What's up, Chico?
-Fuck you!

That's all he knows.

You're a fucking clown.

Just make sure we get paid.

["I Wanna Be Somebody"]

[Paulie]
Angelo wanted us to expand.

We started running numbers,

loan sharking.

We were even selling fireworks.

And the money
started rolling in.

All the best.

Hey, baby. I've got some
business I got to take care of.

We paid back Hector
what we owed him.

I brought you 20,
plus the vig.

I'm impressed. You guineas
payed me back quick.

How would you like it
if I said I paid the spic

back quick?

-Hey, I don't mean any--
-From now on,

you cut out
that guinea bullshit.

We're here to do business.

Hey, you guys are alright.

[Angelo]
You're beautiful, too, Hector.

We even paid back
Uncle Tommy.

It really did feel good
to finally be on the other end

of the table.

It's all there.

Told you we'd pay you back.

Really big time,
aren't you, Ang, huh?

Big time.

-What's up, guys.
-Harry.

Aren't you going to count it?

You know I trust you, Harry.

You need to do something
with that bird, Harry.

We'll see you next week.

You fucking guys.

You know, it feels real good
to have a few extra bucks

in my pocket.

What good? This is great!

I mean, you were right, Ang.

The only way
to make the big money

is to make moves.

I've got something else
in mind for us to do.

Oh, what now?

Guy that took over
Mr. Russo's store, the Arab.

Another Arab took a news stand
in our neighborhood?

That's all they're going
to get these days.

Italians don't own
newsstands no more.

We're going to go in this joint,

we're going to shake
this guy down.

-Extort him?
-Yeah.

I don't think
that's a good idea at all.

I mean, come on. We're lucky
with what we got away

so far, now you's want
to extort people?

I don't think
this is good either, I mean,

this is Santo's neighborhood,
you know.

Exactly.

Yeah, Ang. This is definitely
not a good idea.

It's a great idea.

One day, this neighborhood
could be ours.

Hey, kids! Stop messing
with the magazines

if you're not
going to buy them!

I can't believe Mr. Russo
sold you this store!

You fucking stink and you make
this whole place stink!

Get out of my store
or I'll call the police!

What the fuck was that,
you smelly bastard?

-Hugo!
-What the fuck

are you guys doing?

-Get over here!
-What's the matter with you?

What's going on in here?

These kids messed
my magazines up,

threw gum at me,
and I'm calling the police.

No, no, no. There's no need
for you to call the police.

We'll handle this.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Man, fuck this camel jockey!

This man ain't a camel jockey.

He's got a name.

-What's your name?
-Singh!

Singh.

Look at me.

Say you're sorry to Singh.

I'm sorry, Singh.

Next time you come back here,

you show this man some respect.

No problem, Angelo.

-Now get out of here.
-Beat it!

Thank you.

It's no problem.

You don't need the police.

We're the police
in this neighborhood.

Who are you guys?

Consider us your protection.

Protection?

Yeah, your protection.

It's kind of like
accident insurance.

We'll make sure
you don't have any.

And the cost? 300 a week.

And 300 a week is nothing
to a rich guy like you.

What if I don't want to?

Well, that's entirely up to you.

But then we can't prevent
any accidents from happening.

Know what I'm saying?

Oops.

Collection day is Friday.

[hip hop music]

Did you guys see that look
on that guy's face?

About 300 a week,
we hit off a couple more stores?

Forget the 300.

I got bigger ideas.

This is a little crazy, guys.

I mean, I think
we're pushing it here.

Am I the only one that thinks
we're going overboard?

Can you ever relax?

Take it easy.

Let me go take care
of these kids.

Fifty a piece.

Thanks. Thanks a lot, Angelo.

We do it again,
I'm going to call you.

-No problem.
-Go out through the back.

[Paulie] It was really
getting to my brother.

He wanted it all,
and there was no stopping him.

That's when the trouble started.

It was on the day we went
to pick up our second payment

from Singh.

Singh, what's up?

Everything alright, Singh?

Hello, boys.

-Stay right here.
-Hey!

Look who it is.

It's the waiters again.

Let me blow 'em away
right here.

Vinny. Vinny!

Your dad said
we bring them back to him.

And that's what
we're going to do.

First of all,

Nobody freelances
in my neighborhood.

Now, you've come a long way
since you left that restaurant.

But this time,
you went over the line, kid.

You went over the line
when you decided to shake down

a candy store
for a lousy 300 dollars.

What the fuck are you thinking?

I didn't mean
any disrespect, Mr. Minieri.

I just want to get
your attention.

You went balls on us, kid.

Balls and brains, huh?

Alright, sonny.

You got my attention.

Give me a reason
why I shouldn't have Eddie

take you out in the back alley

and beat you to death
with a bat.

Mr. Minieri.

We're just trying
to earn over here.

And we've been doing
a pretty good job of it.

I feel we could do
a lot better

if we worked with you.

With me?

Me and my friends.

I'd die for these guys.

We're very dedicated
and loyal to one another.

We'll also be loyal to you.

Loyalty and respect.

That's where it's at, kid.

Alright.

I'm going to give you a shot.

You continue to work
with your crew

and do what you're doing.

Everything you're doing,
everything you take down

I get a piece.

Okay.

And no more shaking down
candy stores.

That's out.

Okay?

Oh, yeah. Vinny?

Vinny.

You guys shake hands.

I ain't shaking hands.

You're shaking hands.

Now!

That's what I like to see.

Everybody get along
in my neighborhood.

Thank you, Mr. Minieri.

From now on,
you call me Santo.

Okay?

Now, get out of here.

Go make us some money.

Oh.

One more thing.

I don't recommend that you try
to get my attention again.

Okay.

You're really going
to work with these kids?

Well, why not?

They're raining good,
and now, they're working for me.

You put the steaks on yet?

No, not yet.

Would you look at this kid?

Three hotdogs
and three hamburgers, alright?

Are you my fucking mother
or what?

[muttering]

You see Vinny's face
when we were sitting with Santo?

He can't do shit to us no more.

We're in some shape now, guys.

Got the main man
in the neighborhood behind us.

Cent' anni.

Good luck, fellas.

[Paulie]
We were now with Santo.

He got a small piece
of what we were making,

but with Santo behind us,

we were making even more.

No one would dare to cross us
or not pay us.

Everything was working
out great.

Oh!

Angelo, sit over here.

Keep earning like this,

you won't have
to go to the city.

You can send for it.

How's everything going? Good?

Good. Um, Guttini Brothers
of New York,

they came up a little light.

I'll take care of it.

Anything else?

Everything else is pretty good.

This calls for a celebration.

How's your brother doing?

-Good, good.
-Alright.

He still seeing his girl?

Oh, you him.

He loves the woman.

Amen.

-Salute.
-Salute.

Salute.

To your future, Angelo.

Thank you.

[soft music]

Me and my brother, we spent
our lives on that stoop.

My mother, she'd call us
in for dinner

from that window.

You know, but we'd be
playing in the streets so hard,

we never heard her.

We didn't want to hear her.

She'd have to come out
of the house,

yelling and screaming
all the way.

"Get back in the house!"

But as soon
as we hit that stoop,

she'd give us both
a kiss on the cheek.

Aw!

She'd say, "Get inside
and wash your hands for dinner."

Oh, wait. Look.

There's Mr. Deleo.

Something else, isn't he?

[chuckles]

He plays that oldies music
so loud

whenever he waxes
that Chevrolet.

He's been doing that
since I was a kid.

Riding around on a Big Wheel
all the time.

That car is his baby.

It's his life.

[jazz music]

Hey, Santo.

[Paulie] My brother was doing
everything he could

to impress Santo.

Good.

And what's this?

[speaking foreign]

He's a number customer of ours.

He's got the best cannolis
in Brooklyn.

What, Brooklyn?
They're the best

in the fucking city.

This is for me.

Santo, you're not supposed
to be eating those things.

The doctor said you've got
high cholesterol.

You're supposed to watch
your fats, too.

As soon as you become
a vegetarian.

Vinny!

Vinny!

Have a cannoli.

No, thanks.

Oh, and, uh,
don't forget this.

Oh. You guys earn pretty good.

We're trying, Santo.

And you just keep it up.

And don't forget.
Don't be greedy.

Stay smart, and watch
what you say on that telephone.

That telephone becomes
a stick of dynamite.

Huh? Alright.

What do you say
we go eat?

We got the cannolis.

I'm talking about real food.

You know, like a steak.
You guys like steak?

I love steak!

This guy? Whip down five,
six steaks no problem.

Oh, in that case,
he's paying.

Let's go.

Vinny, come on!

No, I don't want to.

Come on.

I said I don't want
to go, Dad.

Have steak.

-Coffee ready?
-Yeah.

Hey, they had good steaks
last night, huh?

Better believe it.

Could you believe
how many Pete ate?

I've never had a steak
that good.

[doorbell rings]

Guys here already?

I don't know.
Usually asleep right now.

Hey, Uncle Tommy.
How are you doing?

Hey.

We made some coffee.

Enough of that coffee.

Sit down.

I need to talk to you guys.

I hear you've been hanging out
with Santo Minieri.

Right?

Word travels fast
in the neighborhood.

What's the matter with you, huh?

What are you
doing with yourself?

And why are you getting
your kid brother involved?

You know you should
be looking after him.

Your mother would be turning
over in her grave right now.

I really don't want
to hear this, Uncle Tommy.

Now that we finally
got some money.

Don't got to worry
that the landlord's gonna come

banging on the door to throw us
the fuck out of here.

These guys are no good.
You know that, right? Huh?

They're going to get you
in more trouble!

Trouble that I can't get
you out of.

I'm a little older than you are.

I've got a little experience.
I've been around.

Now, I could have been one
of these guys, you know.

Very easy.

I chose not to be.

They're the ones that give
Italians bad names.

Angelo, how long do you think
this is going to last?

And I got news for you.

What are you going to do
when he's behind bars?

Or when they bury him?

It's going to be on your head.

He's old enough
to do what he wants.

He ain't right for this
and you both know it.

I like hanging out
with these guys, Uncle Tommy.

I mean, he treat us so good.

Last night,
they took us out for steaks.

And you know what? It felt great
to be at the other end

of the table for once.

Let me ask you a question.

What are you going to do
when they tell you

to put a bullet in somebody?

Are you going to do it?

That answers my question.

I know I can't say
the same for you.

[dance music]

These fucking jerkoffs

get to sit
in the VIP section now?

Forget about it.

Look at this girl over here.
He's hot.

She's sitting
with a jerkoff, two.

Nah.

Why's it take so long
for me to get my drinks?

You just ordered.

I just ordered?

Mental giant.

Do you know who I am?

When I order a fucking drink,

I want it here
within a fucking minute.

You do that, or I'll bounce
you the fuck out of here.

Understand?

Yeah. Yeah.

Alright. Go, go.

That Vinny's a jerkoff.

That bartender's just trying
to make a few bucks.

Come on. Let's go get
our own drinks.

I'm with you, bro.

I'm going to stay
over here, alright?

Give me a call. Maybe we'll
get together next week.

Okay.

You still nailing her?

We have a good time together.

A good time? You can hear
the girl five blocks away.

She's one of those
real loud girls.

My god. I love those girls.
They turn me on.

She seems like a nice girl.

Why don't you settle down
with her?

Leave that to him.

Hi, doll face. Want to dance?

Whoa! That's my girlfriend.

[Vinny] I don't give a fuck!

As much as I want to see
that prick getting beaten,

we can't, that's Santo's son.

[screaming]

Paulie!

Paulie? Paulie?

Hey.

Hey, Santo.

I'm teaching her how to play.

Hi. I'm Loretta.

Angelo.

Pleased to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

-How's it going?
-Done.

Oh, Jesus.

Eddie, do me a favor.

Take Loretta for a drink.

Go have a drink.

-Sit down.
-Come on.

She probably just got lucky.

I think she cheats.

This house is amazing.

You'll have one just like it.

I guarantee it.

I want to thank you
for what you did for my son

the other night.

It was nothing, Santo.

Oh, no. No nothing.

You saved my kids life.

How's he doing?

Eh, a couple of busted ribs.

But outside of that,
he's okay.

I know, Angelo.
I know that Vinny

is not the easiest kid
to get along with.

And I know I make
excuses for the kid,

although it's natural
for a father to want to do that.

You see, the thing is,

he wasn't born with the
same privileges as you.

Privileges?

No for nothing, Santo.

I never remember
having privileges

when I was growing up.

You see, that's exactly
what the privilege was.

You came from nothing.

You've got to fight and scratch
for everything you've got.

Just like you're doing now.

Because in that process,

you develop character.

You learn to respect.

Especially for the people
that were fighting

just like you are.

Privileged?

Yeah.

Angelo, I think you've got
a lot of potential.

I think you can go
a long way with us.

I think you can become
a main guy.

From now on,
I want you more involved

in the family operation.

What about my friends?

Your friends, well,
they continue doing

what you're doing.

They're with you, huh?

From now on, you're with me.

Where are the Yankees, Dom?

They're out three to one.

Fuck.

Congratulations, Ang.

You're probably going
to be a big heir soon.

If that happens,

it's only a matter
of time for you guys.

-How's the face, Paulie?
-It's alright.

I get a little dizzy sometimes.

Wait until your little girly
sees you.

Maybe she'll kiss you,
make you feel better.

Fuck you!

Yeah, we're going.
Come on, Dom.

-See you guys later.
-Later.

Sit down. I want to talk.

Well, you must be happy.

Happy about everything
but one thing.

Oh, yeah? What's that?

Remember when we were younger?

And that kid around the block
wanted to fight you?

That big kid.
What was his name again?

Oh, yeah. No, the bully guy.

-Mello. Earnest Mello.
-Yeah, that's him.

You remember what happened?

How could I forget, Ang?

He called me out to fight me.

Before I could do anything,

you were throwing down on him.

You stood up for me
like you always do.

I'm going to stand up
for you again.

I don't want you involved
with us no more.

-What?
-Not with business.

We're making enough money now.

Alright, I'll make sure
you get paid.

We ain't going to be involved.

-Come on--
-We ain't discussing it no more.

Uncle Tommy was right.

It ain't for you.
Stay with the girl.

Fine.

[Santo] I don't know.

I don't know what I'm going
to do with that kid.

He keeps doing the same thing
over, and over, and over again.

Santo, enough, enough.

But the kid probably started it.

Well, we both know that.

I want you to take care of this.

How far do you want me to go?

Wheelchair.

Alright.

Mother fucker!

[groans]

I know you don't need this card.

Oh!

[coughing]

That's six fucking hands
in a row.

You got a fucking horse shoe
up your ass today?

That's what I got.

Does he always get this hot?

-He runs streaks.
-You play that number...

[Vinny] Look at him kissing up
to my father

just to get next to him.

And the old man's going for it.

Hook line and sinker.

I know. I see what you mean.

...bring him to the race track.

[laughing]

You alright?

Yeah.

I've got to make
a couple of stops.

[mutters]

No, no, no. Angelo,
take a ride with me.

We'll be back later.

Join the game.
I want to take your money.

[club music]

[Paulie] Santo put my brother
in charge of the strip club.

Asshole.

Come on, baby. Come here.

Throw him the fuck out of here.

You touch anyone
like that again,

I'll chop your fucking hand off.

Get him the fuck out of here.

What'd I do?

Give me a water.

Hey, Ang.

They got you running
the joint now, huh?

Yeah.

So I guess we can take
any broad we want then, huh?

No fucking way.

This is a place of business.

I don't shit where I eat.

You guys definitely
shit where I eat.

You serious about this?

Yeah, I'm serious.

Go fuck your masseuse again.

I'm fucking sick of her.

We want some new girls.

I don't care.

You want to hang out
and watch my back, that's fine.

I love you guys.

But no fucking around in here.

Give them a drink.
Anything they want.

Give me a bottle of Cristal.

Give me a lighter, would you?

[Paulie] Santo was introducing
my brother to everyone.

What's up, Paulie?

You still not talking to me?

Come on. It's been weeks.

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

I'm going to tell everybody
in the neighborhood

you're having phone sex
with that girl of yours.

I was not.

Don't lie.

I picked up the phone
to make a call.

Heard you moaning
like a fucking freak.

You know what?
You're a scumbag.

Now I'm never talking to you.

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

At least take
a look outside.

I've got something
I want to show you.

What?

Take a look.

Come on.

Yeah? So?

Silver one is yours.

Oh, shit.

I don't know what to say.

Don't say anything.

Told you I'd take care of you.

It's more than taking care
of me, Ang.

I think you should go to school.

You always said
you want to take accounting.

Now you can afford to.

See if you can get
into some schools.

I'll take care of it. Come on.

Take a look at your new car.

Here you go.

Oh, my god.
I can't believe this.

Thank you.

No problem, Paulie.

I want the best for you.

Come here.

So when am I going
to meet this girl?

Soon, Uncle Tommy.

I hope she can cook like you.

Every time I'm here,
it's like Mom's food again.

Oh, we had good teachers.

Your grandma
was the best cook ever.

Nobody in this world made
meatballs like her. Nobody.

I wish she would
have known that.

She would have adored you.

Angelo says hello.

I told you I don't want
that name mentioned

in this house anymore.

Come on, Uncle Tommy.
I did what you said, alright?

He's not going to let
me near the business anymore.

-He did that?
-Yeah, he did.

And he said he was going
to send me to school

That's good.

You should go back to school.

Uncle Tommy.

You're all he's got.

He loves you.

He needs you right now.

He hangs out with bums.

You hang out with bums,
you're going to become a bum.

With all due respect,

I think you should
be there for him.

No matter what he's doing.

[muttering]

-How are you doing?
-Hey, Angelo.

Vinny.

Caesar's been dealing again.

I want you to go with Angelo,
grab him out of that pool,

and bust him up a little.

Dad, he was warned already.

Fuck a beat.

Let's get rid of him.

I want you to listen to me.

I said you bust
him up a little. That's it.

Angelo. Go with him.

And Vinny?

Take it easy with him.

I understand, Dad.

I'm going with them.

I want these kids
to start working together.

Let's see how they do.

-Alright?
-Alright.

[groans]

Get up.

You were warned, cock sucker.

One warning is all you get!

-I'm sorry. It won't happen--
-Fuck sorry.

What are you doing?

-He's going!
-Your father said a beating.

I'll deal with my father.

Please, Vinny.

You ain't pulling
that trigger, Vinny.

You don't tell me
what to do.

Huh, you think
you're a boss now?

You're putting
that gun down, Vinny.

Please, Vinny. Don't!

[gunshot]

What the fuck is wrong with you?

You're an embarrassment,
for Christ's sake!

What are you trying to prove?

I make things easy for you,

and you're running around
like you own fucking Brooklyn!

Well, you don't, mister.

You don't own it.

You're just a spoiled
fucking brat.

A brat that won't listen.

And you're going to respect
that kid, Angelo. You hear me?

Your new pet?

The kid you gave
a strip club to run?

Your new fucking chauffer?

He deserves it.

He fucking earned it!

He appreciates what he's got.
You appreciate nothing!

You're just a spoiled,
arrogant bastard!

Now, maybe that's my fault
up to now.

If you don't change now,
it's going to be your fault.

I got news for you.

I'm going to make
that kid Angelo.

That's right.
And if you don't listen,

he's going to get in before you.

I'm telling you, Vinny.

He's going to get in before you
and I'm going to make you wait!

I'm going to make you wait
until you act right.

Alright, Dad. I hear you.

You're going to be
the one who's sorry.

Especially if you make that kid.

I don't know what it is.

I don't trust him.

That kid that you don't trust

saved your fucking life!

Get out of here.

You ain't doing that right.

What are you talking about?

You know I taped up plenty
of stick ball bats in my day.

Remember when we used to tape
them and stuff them

with newspapers?

Every day we play stick ball
or fucking wiffle ball.

Oh!

There's a kid here.

Ah, it's okay. I curse.

Well, you shouldn't.

I love to play sports.

But my friends, they don't
want to fucking play.

I said don't curse, Victor.

They'd rather stay home
and play on their computers.

Like going on the internet
and stuff.

What is this computers?

All we knew
was playing in the street.

I bet you don't even know
what Skully is.

What the hell is Skully?

Yeah, I told you.
They don't know nothing.

One day, we'll show you.

Hey, Vic. Why don't you go
grab your friends

out of the house?

Victor

So is Vinny
still being a jerkoff?

Yeah.

Once an asshole,
always an asshole.

-How's everything with you guys?
-Good!

We picked up 10 more customers
this week.

Good, good.
That bank roll's growing.

Yeah, yeah.

What do you say
we go get some lunch?

-I'm starving.
-Me, too.

I'm not in the mood.
I'll see you guys later.

Come on, Ang. Come with us.

Pete, nowhere but lunch.

I don't want him
on that number round.

You told me a thousand times.

Don't worry, Dad!

Get out of here.

Push your chair up this time.

[doorbell rings]

[doorbell rings]

Alright, alright.

Paulie's not here.

I, uh, really
came to talk to you.

Me?

You know, you and your brother,

you're my only nephews.

And I guess I came down
pretty hard on you

when I found out
what you were doing.

But you got to understand
that's my job.

That's the way
your mother wanted it,

and that's what I did.

But I'm glad you listened to me.

And you kept your brother
out of your business.

You know, Ang.

We're a family.

I just hope it works
out for you, baby.

That's it.

Mm!

[Paulie] I finally introduced
Tammy to Uncle Tommy.

Uncle Tommy, your cooking
is incredible!

Maybe even better
than my mom's.

Nah. I've been cooking
since I was a kid.

Do you think we're ever
going to eat this good?

Maybe

If Uncle Tommy moves in
with us.

[laughing]

So, you're an actress, huh?

Mm-hm.

Have you've been
in anything new?

Nothing major yet.

Um, I've done, like,
some small parts

in some independent films.

Oh, that's good.

I, um, I enjoy
a good independent movie.

In fact, I go to the Angelica
almost every week.

What are you laughing about?
I do!

What are you laughing about?

Where do you think I am
every Friday night?

Nothing. I don't know,
Uncle Tommy.

I figured maybe you're out
with one of your girls

-or something.
-Yeah, right.

With the thousands
I've got waiting.

I'm really glad
you like independent films.

I'm hoping that one of them
breaks for me.

It will, it will.
Don't worry about it.

You'll be alright.

From your mouth
to god's ears.

What are you going to do
if she has to do

a love scene with a guy?

Nothing. It's only acting, Ang.

You are so understanding!

Yeah, we'll see
how understanding he'd be

if you had to do a love scene
with one of those young stars.

Brad Pitt or one of those guys.

[all] Mm?

-Brad Pitt?
-You're in trouble, Paulie.

Yeah. We need the Reds
to lose tonight.

We're in like
six grand on that game.

Dom and Pete are probably
in a bar celebrating somewhere.

Your Tammy's a good girl.

I know. I've never
been happier, Ang.

Wish I could meet
a girl like that.

What? You?

Are you thinking
about settling down?

Why not? Ain't getting
any younger.

Hey, listen. Tammy and I
are going upstate.

Why don't you, uh, bring a girl
up there and join us?

Nah. I ain't got anybody
I want to take up there.

Oh, come on, Ang!

I'm sure you can find a girl.

I can find a lot of girls.

But the right girl,
you know that.

[coughing]

Oh, shit.

Knock them dead, kid.

Your boy's playing like you.

[Vinny]
Maybe he could be you.

Take over the whole
fucking family.

Why don't you have a little bit
more respect for your father,

you little prick?

Be quiet. I'm talking
to my father.

-Vinny!
-Don't talk to me like that.

-Santo?
-What's the matter?

I can't-- can't--

[chatter]

[machine beeping]

Hi, Dad.

Eddie, wait outside.

I want to talk to my dad.

[Santo]
It's alright, Eddie.

Go ahead. I want to talk
to Vinny.

Vinny.

Things are going to have
to be different now.

You're going to have
to change.

I know, Dad.

You're young.

Angelo's young.

You should work together.

You're right.
He's a really good guy.

Yeah.

I mean, he did save my life.

You got Carmine.
You know, Eddie.

You got to treat them right.

That's how you keep
the good people around you.

When I get out of here,

I'm going to make Angelo.

You boys are going
to be the future now.

I'm counting on you.

Oh, you can count on me.

I know you
never thought so, Dad,

but I got what it takes
to be boss.

I really do.

I know you do, son.

Hey, Angelo.

-Angelo.
-Hey.

How are you feeling?

Yeah, don't worry.

I'll beat this rep.

I want you to know, Santo.

I really appreciate
what you're doing for me.

-I can't--
-No, no.

No. It's alright. I know.

Angelo.

Angelo.

I'm so tired.

[machine beeping]

So...

[machine flat-lines]

[low chatting]

Hey. Did he say anything to you?

He was good man.

Yeah, we're going
to miss him a lot.

You guys alright?

Angelo, can I speak
to you a minute?

Give me a couple
of minutes with him.

Okay.

You alright?

I never thanked you
for what you did that night

in the club.

You don't have to, Vinny.

Yes, I do.

That guy was pointing a gun
right between my eyes.

I know it's a bad time
for both of us.

I know how you felt
about my father and...

I'd like to bury the hatchet.

That's what my father
would have wanted.

We're going to be strong
together, Angelo.

[Paulie]
He was good to you, Ang.

Yeah, he was.

God, you remember the old days?

No worries, no hassles, nothing.

We were just playing
in that street.

Time's sure have changed.

Hey, listen. If you want me
to stay here, I'll stay here.

Alright? I don't have
to go upstate.

What are you nuts?
Get out of here.

Go. Have fun.

I may join you one weekend.

There's a girl I might
want to take up there.

Get out of here! Who?

Don't worry.
You'll meet her soon.

I registered, you know.

I'm starting school
in September.

Alright! That's it.

Go have fun.

I couldn't ask
for a better brother,

you know that?

Get out of here.

[Angelo] I'm telling you.

I don't buy Vinny's bullshit.

He's going to make a move on us.

We got to get to him first.

It's about fucking time.

I say we do it tomorrow.

That's the plan.

Vinny and his friends eat
at Sam's on Chaney

every morning around 10:15.

They leave around 11.

We leave tomorrow,
they'll be there

to finally finish
this prick off.

Are you alright?

Mud.

Do people always fish
this early in the morning?

No. They wait until midnight.

Brooklyn boy probably
can't put a worm on a hook.

Hey, believe it or not,
I've never been fishing before.

But I'm still determined
to catch a 10-pound bass.

First, you got to cast
your line in the water.

What, do you think
I don't know how to cast?

Ha, very funny.

How about that?

Not bad.

-For a beginner.
-What are you talking about?

That was great!

It's nice out here, isn't it?

Oh, definitely!

We've had this house up here
for, like, 10 years.

I always, um, come up here
and study scripts that I get.

Oh, yeah?

Hey, Vinny. What are you
doing here so early?

Hey, Carmine. Coffee ready?

It's ready.

Mother fucker!

[yelling]

"I'll be right there.

I mean it, Maria.

Look, I'm not going to fight.
Just go home!"

"You better not lie to me."

"I love you."

I love you?

Joey loves you?

Hey, Ang. Let me get that thing
out of the glove compartment.

[Angelo] Alright.

Do you have to kiss Joey?

Yeah, right after.
Like, right here.

See? Want to practice?

Yeah, let's do that.

Okay.

[car horn]

[gun shots]

Oh, my god!
I think you got something!

-Real it in.
-I'm trying!

Wait, what happened?

[gunshots]

Paulie?

Paulie? What's the matter?

Nothing.

[sad music]

[cries softly]

Seven!

Thirteen!

Got it in 13.

-Hey, that's mine.
-Hey!

And my dad didn't think
I had what it takes to be boss.

You're the neighborhood now.

Yeah.

And I'm glad we finally wasted
those fucking wannabes.

All but one, Vinny.

And you're the fucking wannabes.

How much?

...always an asshole.

How much ice cream
did you eat?

Come on. Give it.
Give it. Let's go.

Tie runs on second.

[children laughing]

You fucking cheater!

Oh!

[chatting]

Hey!

[crowd chanting]
Paulie! Paulie! Paulie!

[Paulie]
My brother always told me:

it doesn't matter
whether you win or lose,

as long as you fight.

And now, today, I still think
about old times.

Hanging out and playing
with my brother and my friends

on the streets of Brooklyn.

["I Wanna Be Somebody"]