Magic City (2012–2013): Season 2, Episode 2 - Angels of Death - full transcript

Previously on "Magic City"...

Mercedes: I really do love you,
Danny Evans.

Che has taken
Santa Clara.

Havana will be next.
Maria is there.

Pierce Fuller,
Double Check Corporation.

We're an investment firm
interested in a free Cuba.

We have a boat and a guide in place.
She'll be home to you very soon.

Fuller: Maria and several others were
gunned down early this morning.

Maria Lazaro is dead.

Klein: You have previously testified
to the State's Attorney

that you saw
Isaac Michael Evans



kill James Clayton
that night.

I lied.

Sy, it's Lily.
No. No.

Sy. Sy, if he finds out,
he'll kill me.

- I'm no use to you dead.
- ( line clicks )

Vera Evans,
the queen of the Miramar Playa,

formerly the queen of the Tropicana,
dances again.

V, could you?

Castro closed down
the casinos, the hotels?

The Riv, the Capri, Nacional...

they used to print money.
Now... graveyards.

Here is my offer to Fidel:

Ike Evans from
the world-famous Miramar

will come in
and run his hotels.



I am offering Sy Havana.

All he's got to do is get Ben Diamond
out of the Miramar.

Isaac, you've forgotten
who you can

and who you cannot
disrespect.

And that is
a fool's amnesia.

And so it begins.

So it begins.

( theme music playing )

( people chattering )

( phone rings )

Sy: So, look,
you bury 'em deep...

right up to their necks.

You make 'em believe
it's winter.

Take a seat, Ben.

Sit down.

Here's what you... you put 'em
in a refrigerator two or three months.

Then when you
take 'em out,

they think it's spring,
tra-la, and they grow.

So you're tricking tulips?

Yeah, I know.

I used to trick showgirls.
Now I trick a fucking flower.

Either way, I don't get laid.

Getting old sucks, buddy.

But...

apparently that's not...

that's not a problem for you...
getting old.

It's not gonna be one, right?

He goes.

Hmm?

The fucking DA's after him.

No. The fucking DA
is after you.

My guy tells me
the gambling bill is a lock.

- Mm-hmm.
- The moment it passes,

Ike is irrelevant.

He's a hotel guy. He doesn't
know shit about casinos.

That's true,
but he's our hotel guy.

We can make more money
on the floor in one night...

We'll take this up again,
I promise, after the bill passes.

Bullshit. What the fuck
did I fly up here for?

I'm still talking, Benny.

Ike stays
until the bill passes.

Ike lives.

Do what the fuck
I ask you to do, Benny.

Truth is, I'm too tired
to fucking argue.

Okay?

And I'm also getting too tired
protecting your ass.

Protect me?
Protect me from what? From who?

Our friends tell me
that your skim is too deep.

And they got proof.
And that you're putting out too much...

- Liars. Fucking liars. Fucking...
- Shh, shh, shh. Stop.

You know,
ever since you were a kid,

your eyes... they were always
bigger than your stomach.

I know you, kid.
You're a fucking pelican.

So listen.
There's a lot of things...

crazy, fakakta things...

that were, what?
Overlooked.

Because, month after month,

you brought in
that big Cuban cash.

Now all our friends
are getting impatient.

And they're watching.

And they're watching you,
you putz.

I mean, for once in your life,
be smart.

Send up a decent cut.

Do not be greedy.
Do not kill our partners.

I'm not a 12-year-old pisher
hanging around

a fucking candy store, Sy. If those
jealous pricks think I'm lying...

Shut up. You hear me?

That's enough.

Hey.

This Nicky Grillo...

what... what is he doing
visiting Santo

in Havana five times
in the last two months?

And he bought a warehouse
in Hialeah. Why is that?

He's fucking Santo's boy.
Who gives a fuck?

I do. I give a fuck.
And so should you.

I mean, he bought property
in your fucking backyard.

Look, here I am in this
stupid fucking greenhouse

in the middle of Wilmette,
and I heard about it.

Now, the old Benny D...

he would want to know,
what is he doing out of Tampa?

Why is he over here
in Miami?

So maybe, just maybe,

if you got your face
out of that mermaid's cooze

and look around
for ten seconds...

Who told you
Lily was a mermaid?

- Who told me?
- Yeah.

Fucking King Neptune.
I mean, wh...

it was you. It was you.
You told me,

"I had to marry her when I heard
she sucked the hose,"

or some stupid fucking thing.
It was you.

You all right, kid?
You happy?

- I mean, you and the girl.
- Lily. Her name's Lily.

Lily. Excuse me. Lily.

Happy?

Fucking Howdy Doody's happy.

I'm...

contented.

That's close enough.

Come here.
I want you

to give this
to your Lily.

Tell her it's from me

for giving my Benny
peace of mind.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

Wow, lilies.

Not half as gorgeous
as you two,

but what is?

What's the occasion?

The Jews escaped slavery
in Egypt.

A Seder.

Tomorrow night.

You're the worst Jew
in Miami.

- I get to drink wine.
- Yeah.

Well, I guess that means you'll have
finished your homework?

Apparently I should spend
more time in jail.

You should spend more time
telling me the truth.

Excuse me?

Everyone always thinks
that we're the liars,

we're the thief, you know...
the gypsy.

It's funny, because
we are taught as babies

that the gadjo, the whites,
tell the biggest lies.

What are you
talking about, V?

Meg is your new partner?

Some bank or something owns
half of this hotel, of our home?

I have to sit like a fool
in front of Meg

- and all the others and hear...
- Stop. V.

V, you chose to be
in that meeting, to be involved.

And I'm glad you were.

You were good at it.

But up until, what, two days ago,
you had no interest in this.

What hurts you hurts me.
That is what I thought.

Talk to me.
Trust me.

I can help
or at least listen.

Maybe... maybe I can take
some of this pressure from you.

Or I can try.

I had the land,

15 acres on the beach,
mine.

I knew that it was
a great bet.

And I figured that
once I broke ground,

every bank in town
would line up to loan me

whatever I needed
to build.

I was wrong.

Molly's dad...

he owned them all,
the banks,

sat on every board,
controlled anyone

that had any real money
in this town,

shut me down.

He forbid anyone
to loan me a dime.

Then he was gonna
sweep in

and grab his land back

and show his little girl how right
he'd been about the Jew boy that...

Who is the Minneapolis
Mutual Investment Corporation?

Why are you asking me this?

What is the question
behind the question, V?

Do you trust me?

I am asking you right here,
right now,

do you trust me?

I come from a world
that believes

that lying to succeed
and lying to make money

is a virtue.
Do you understand?

And I come from a world
that believes

you protect
the people you love.

Do you understand?

- No matter what?
- No matter what.

♪ If you want
some lovin', yeah ♪

♪ Then I'll give it to you ♪

♪ Yes, yes, to you ♪

♪ If you want
some huggin', yeah ♪

♪ I can hug some too ♪

♪ Yes, yes, some too ♪

♪ Oh! All I want, baby ♪

♪ Is some touch from you... ♪

Jesus, babe, relax.

I can hear your heartbeat
over the drums.

- Well, maybe it's you.
- Or my husband.

Seriously, honey, calm.

He's in Chicago

- till tomorrow.
- ♪ And I want you to be mine ♪

♪ Ow! I idolize you ♪

♪ Yes, she idolizes you... ♪

Hey, look at us,

on a real date,
like a normal couple.

We've even got
our clothes on.

Lily.

I'm Stevie.

Stevie Evans.

So...

what's a rich white boy
doing in Overtown?

♪ And I want you
to be mine ♪

♪ Ow! I idolize you ♪

♪ Yes, she idolizes you ♪

♪ Yes, I idolize you ♪

♪ Yes, she idolizes you ♪

♪ Whoa, what a thrill, yeah ♪

♪ You know I would get... ♪

Bel: Hey! Huh?
You got an answer for me?

How stupid are you?

- ♪ And make you my pet ♪
- ♪ Yes, yes, my pet... ♪

Fuck you, kike.

Get the fuck out of here.
We're done.

Bel, what the hell
is going on?

( women screaming )

( group continues singing )

♪ 'Cause you know ♪

♪ You're my kind ♪

♪ And I want you
to be mine ♪

- ♪ I idolize you... ♪
- Man: That's enough!

♪ She idolizes you ♪

♪ Yes, I idolize you ♪

♪ She idolizes you ♪

♪ Mm mm ♪

♪ Yes, she idolizes you ♪

♪ Yes, I idolize... ♪

( people screaming )

Boom.

Get the fuck out of here.
Move it.

Man: Let's go, man.

Man: Let's get out of here.

Impressive.

Come on.
Let's get out of here.

- ( insects chirping )
- ( distant train horn blowing )

Lazy spade pays out
10 fucking Gs

on the wrong numbers...
Saturday numbers.

Then he's at a goddamn show
living it up.

- You all right, kid?
- Fine. Yeah, I'm fine.

Here's a tip... want to help out a pal,
sneak in quiet.

The "What's going on?" move
tends to distract,

makes him vulnerable to,
I don't know, a fucking wine bottle?

But, hey,

it's the thought
that counts, boychik.

How does he pay
the wrong fucking numbers?

- ( engine starts )
- You listen to the radio. They announce

Cuban National Lottery winner,
and you write down the numbers.

- ( train wheels clacking )
- You pay four, six... ( trails off )

( gun clicks )

( tires screech )

Oh-ho-ho. Oof.

Whew.

It's hard to believe,
but that schvartze's not so bad.

He had a gun.
He was gonna shoot us.

A cokehead,
but not a bad guy.

Maybe getting shot
will be a wake-up call.

( laughs )

Hey, get some sleep.

Tomorrow's a brand-new day,
right?

Ike: We gotta get the word out,
Solly, all right?

Vera Cruz,
in the main room.

Pack the place.

( intercom buzzes)

- Florence: Mr. Raskin is here.
- Send him in.

The best of Cuba,
exclusive to the Miramar Playa.

When I'm done,
people will kill for tickets.

The only way
to get good ones...

- book a room.
- ( laughs )

Thank you, Solly.

- Solly.
- Sid.

Sid.

Your passport,
back from the DA.

Thank you.

Cuba?

I left word for Rafael Menendez
at the Riv...

- I don't want to know.
- Fine.

All right, I want to know.
When are you going?

It's gonna work, Sid.
I know it.

Absolutely. What could
possibly go wrong?

You con Castro,

you fuck over
the Chicago outfit,

and you throw the Butcher
out of your hotel.

You and Ruthie...

sitting at my table
for V's opening night.

If we're not sitting shiva
after your funeral.

Isaac, Ben is a shark.

No. Ben is not a shark.

He is a remora,
a suckerfish.

He lives off the shark's scraps,
what the shark hunts.

He is a fucking parasite.

I build. I create.

Sid, I am the fucking shark.

( panting )

Tell me.

- ( thunder rumbling )
- ( rain pattering )

The guy...

the guy that hit me...

I shot him.

What?

- You what?
- He was about to shoot Bel.

- Stevie...
- I saw everything...

his finger on the trigger.

Then I picked up Bel's gun.

There was so much time,

so slow.

So scary.

That's the thing:
I don't feel anything.

It's okay.

You just sleep now.

We got all night.

( thunder rumbling )

You just sleep, baby.

( birds chirping )

I don't know how the fuck Sy knew
Grillo was in town.

Nicky fucking Grillo
in my backyard,

b-buying warehouses,
moving merch in Miami?

Nicky must have just
snuck down from Tampa.

Stop! Shit!

Fucking Sy knew.
Fucking Sy knew, and I didn't?

- ( shouts )
- ( screaming )

Fucking idiot.

I want you
to personally find out

what Grillo's up to
in Hialeah.

- You hear me?
- Yeah, sure.

Invite him to my Seder.
I want to talk to him.

I'm not having Chicago
getting into my shit,

telling me how to run
my business, run my town.

And they're not fucking telling me
who lives and who fucking dies.

Now get out of here.

A fucking mess.

Not bad.

I see you have
a lighting grid.

Dressing rooms?
A sound system?

Of course.
We have everything.

Now the question is,
can we be ready by Memorial Day?

Cesar: It's a complicated show,
very demanding.

Vera: Oh, but I thought
you had your dancers.

The chorus.

But do I have my lead?

You don't think I can do it?

Can you?

These last few years,

have you rehearsed
four hours a day,

have you danced
ten shows every week?

If you don't think I can do it,
just say so.

I don't think you can do it.

But we shall see.

Help an old man down?

Gracias.

Vera: I'll see you
tomorrow?

Cesar: Why not?
Hasta mañana.

Hasta mañana.

- ( distant banging )
- ( men conversing )

Spying on me?

Imagining is more like it,

seeing you dance again.

Wait till you see
my costume.

Ooh.

I have an idea.
Why don't we go upstairs

and you give me
a private fashion show?

I have to go finish
my gefilte fish.

What?

Nothing.

I have to go out of town
tomorrow...

a short trip,
just some business.

- A trip? Where?
- Havana, just for the day.

Is it safe?

Safe as milk.

There's a few showgirls
I need to check out.

I want to look at some
hotel properties.

Are you really going to check out
the dancers at the Trop?

I have

the queen of the Trop
right here.

And she makes
gefilte fish.

Don't you forget it, mister.

Never.

Okay.

Come upstairs.

- I need those big hands.
- Oh. Done.

- To make matzo balls.
- ( laughs )

- Mr. Rivas.
- "Mr. Rivas"?

Antonio, Victor, por favor.
Come on.

No.

El Tiburon.

You're all set.
Ray-Ray will show you your suite.

- Antonio.
- Victor.

Victor Lazaro.

Maria Lazaro
was your wife?

Yes.

I was there.

I was shot there.

- I was with her that night.
- With Maria?

I didn't know her,
of course.

We were all strangers.

Nobody spoke,

waiting in the dark,

for the boat, you know?

The signal came.

Then we walk out,

waist-deep in the water.

Your wife was behind me,

at the end.

She, my friend,
spoke your name

three times

in the end.

Three times
she said your name.

I'm...

I'm glad
she didn't die alone.

But I... I have to ask
for your forgiveness.

- My forgiveness?
- The ambush...

Castro's soldiers...

they were sent to kill me.

- Your wife died because...
- No. That is not your fault.

Her body is still in Cuba.
We can't do a mass,

can't put her to rest.

I have to go
bring her back.

Then Mercedes is an orphan,
all right?

You can't step foot
in Cuba.

Maria is lying there,
somewhere,

in some room alone...

my wife, Ike.

- I have to go.
- He's right.

Neither you nor your wife
will return.

I will bring her back, Vic.
I will.

I can give you some names there...
good people.

I think I have a way.

We'll bring her home, okay?

Okay.

( distant dog barking )

( knocks on door )

Danny: Mercy, it's me.

Hi.

I look awful.

I've seen worse.

- Nourishment. You need strength.
- I'm not hungry.

Hey, I was in pre-law, okay,
which is almost like premed.

Now what would you say
is the food group

that would give
a beautiful young girl...

woman...

the healthiest,
most nutritious boost?

- You're nuts.
- ( imitates buzzer ) Time's up.

If you guessed Polynesian food,
you are right.

Egg rolls,
barbecued ribs...

( drums on table ) and...

crab rangoon.

Come here. Come here.

I know it's impossible.

I remember.

But you hang on.

Sometimes barely,
but you do.

You got to say good-bye.

( sighs ) I don't think that's
necessarily much better.

You know?

At the end, she wasn't
my mom anymore.

I don't know.

I know.

Come here.
I know, okay?

She loved you.

She was so proud of you.

She loved that you were
following your dream.

I quit.

I quit Pan Am this morning.

- Why?
- My father needs me, Danny.

He's, like, walking around

like a zombie,

staring at my mom's pictures,
talking to himself.

He's so lost.

He needs me.
I can't leave him.

Okay. Hey, it's okay.

Listen, thanks for the food.

I got, you know, like,
chores and things

before my dad
gets back, so...

You know what's so crazy?

That day...

that day, before...

I was the happiest
I've ever been in my life.

It'll be good again.

Will it?

Yeah. I'll make it
good again.

Okay?

I promise.

- I'll call you tonight.
- Okay.

Eat the food.

( two knocks )

Sorry.

Didn't mean to scare you.

Thank you for coming.
I need a favor.

You promised me that you would
get Maria Lazaro's body home.

No. I said I would try.

Mr. Evans, I'm just
a concerned businessman.

Let's cut the bullshit,
Pierce.

I don't have time.
I know you're a spook.

FBI, CIA... frankly,
I could give a shit.

My friend is going insane.

He deserves to bring back
his wife

to bury her.
He needs to bury his wife.

Castro murdered
an innocent woman...

an innocent woman
married to an American, a mother.

Do you think Fidel wants
her body in the States,

bullet holes counted,
a martyr,

a rallying cry
for all his enemies?

The press would be
catastrophic.

And just as we're trying
to get him to lend us...

Her ashes.
I will bring back her ashes.

A priest in Havana
could perform final mass

before they cremate her.
Can you do that, Pierce?

Can you get me
her ashes?

Havana is a difficult
place these days,

even for us.

Do you know El Tiburon?

He fought with Fidel
in the mountains.

He was... is

a hero to the Cubans here,

thinks Castro's
going Communist.

He fled Havana a few days ago.
I just checked him into my hotel.

But I'm sure
you boys know all that.

As of this minute,
Castro's not a US enemy.

He's the recognized leader
of a sovereign state.

Any attempt
to violently overthrow him

would be frowned upon.

- Officially.
- Officially.

You get me
Maria's remains,

and I will let you bug
Tiburon's suite in my hotel,

make sure he's not
hurting Fidel.

Call me.

But do it soon.

My advice...

don't go.

We won't be able
to protect you there.

You can't protect me here.

Mercedes: Papi,
lunch is ready.

( knocks )

Papi, ven aqui.
It's getting cold.

Coming! Yeah, I'm coming!

( quiet music playing )

This child's strong hands

come from wringing
chicken necks

and beating laundry on rocks
in her native land.

Humor me, Senator, please.

( senator groaning )
Sweet mother of God.

( senator laughs )

And after the gambling bill
goes through the house this month...

With whatever bullshit amendments
those boys stick to it,

it comes back to us
in the Senate.

Now if you were to give us
some more grease

for the legislative
wheels and...

- And you deliver the Senate vote.
- A mere formality at this point.

Your bill passes
on its first vote,

and my dear, dear friend
the governor signs it into law.

And the heavens
shower us with gold.

- Amen. ( chuckles )
- Amen.

Sugar, I think it's time
we basted this bird

on the other side,
all right?

Oh, yes.

Yeah, like that.
That's right.

Go ahead.

♪ You I love ♪

♪ The kind of passion
you fashion ♪

♪ Cannot be explained ♪

♪ You I love... ♪

Trouble in paradise?

Judi.

Wow.

How are you?

Wow. How am I?

Great.

Really great, Stevie.
Thanks for asking.

And you?

How is it
fucking the Butcher's wife?

Looks, well, feisty.

Jesus, Judi,
you want to get me killed?

Hmm, is that
a trick question?

Get it?

Trick question?

You know,

a girl could get
a lot of back rubs

with info like that.

Don't play.

Do not play with this.

You're hurting me.

Come on. I was kidding. Shit.

Thank you.

You were really
stand-up in court,

you know, taking on Klein like that.
He's a scary guy.

Jesus. What part
of a secret grand jury

doesn't fly in this town?

( sighs )

I'm glad to see you.

I'm glad you're okay.

Then show it.

Find me a client.

Got bills to pay, honey.

Beauty supplies.

Tommy Kornreich.

He dropped a wad in here
like a baby's fist last night.

- Hmm.
- He's from Des Moines.

Perfect. I'm from Des Moines.

Okay, flew over
Des Moines once.

Hi.

( laughing ) Oh, my God,
I should be illegal.

Shit, I am illegal.

How are you doing?

I never go in the sun.

And I bathe in fresh milk.

Assistant State's Attorney
Doug Feehan.

You're under arrest
for solicitation of a prostitute.

- Shit.
- Come here.

Tommy: I didn't...

I should have let Al
fucking finish you.

I'd love to blow your
fucking head off, but I can't.

I won't say anything.
I swear.

Here's the deal, sis:
leave.

Get out of town now.

- Don't touch her.
- Fuck you, you pimp.

Stevie, hey,
we're done here.

You see that?
The kid assaulted me.

I said done.

Fine by me.

Come on, kid.

Buy you an egg cream.

Buenos dias, Mr. Evans.

And to you, Theresa.

I still be seeing
Senator Sloat.

The senator...

he like to drink

and, you know,
the other things.

But mostly
he like to talk

about everything...

sometimes about you,

sometimes about
Señor Diamond.

I hear many things.

- ( elevator dings )
- Thank you, Theresa.

De nada, Mr. Evans.

Pull!

( clay pigeon shatters )

- Pull!
- ( gunshot )

( clay pigeon shatters )

Ike: Don't miss.

I never miss.

I can't believe they let you
shoot live rounds.

Why? Is it illegal?

- Not for Meg Bannock.
- ( chuckles )

I wanted to come by
in person

and thank you
for offering to help

and stepping in
the way you did.

I met you first.

You remember?

- At the Roney.
- Molly and I were modeling

in this silly
Christmas charity.

- "Santa's Sweethearts."
- Right.

And you were
the extremely cute,

extremely attentive
cabana boy.

I did love my job.

Molly asked
if I fancied you.

I did.
Of course I did.

Meg.

But I was a child of my...

of that world.

Those were different times.
We were different people.

Here's a test
for the new Meg Bannock:

no pressure, but would you like
to come to our Seder tonight...

you know, Passover?

I know what a Seder is.
Really?

Only if you're
feeling brave.

Yes, I'd love to...
I mean, a real Seder.

Well, I don't know
how real it'll be,

but it'll be family.

Do you need
to check with...

- Verna?
- Vera.

I wouldn't want
to impose.

It'll be fine. Just,

I don't know, maybe leave
the shotgun at home.

Done.

You were wearing
a white bathing suit

at the Roney...

bone white.

And you were very tan.

7:00 sharp, okay?
Sundown?

Sundown.

I'll see you then.

Stevie: I say we start
without Grandpa.

Ike: Pop will be here.

He will.

7:45... two minutes
after the last time.

So what does
the salt water symbolize?

Tears. The tears of the Jews,
for their suffering.

- Of course.
- Yes, and ever since,

our people have suffered through
way too many family Seders.

Stevie, Jesus.

There are the bitter herbs
that symbolize...

Yet more suffering.

Am I the only one wondering
why Lauren is wearing white gloves?

A lovely gift
from her Aunt Meg.

They were Mommy's,
from France, right?

Molly wore them at the Debutantes' Ball
in Paris for her coming out.

- Smell.
- Lauren.

Creed...

your mom's perfume.

Okay, Lauren,

as the youngest, you get
to read the four questions.

"Why is this night different
from all other nights?"

- ( music playing )
- ( people chattering, laughing )

Oh. Whew.

"Saturday" Zarate's
private Cuban stock.

( chuckles )

See the pink? Pure.

We call it "Flamingo."

Of course you do.

You're a bunch
of notorious homosexuals.

Great party.

It's not a party.

It's a Seder.

But in my house, the angel of death
doesn't pass over.

He lives in the fucking
master bedroom.

Darling, come and join us.

Have you met
my beautiful wife?

Not formally.

Nicky Grillo... Lily Diamond.

Pleasure.

- Mrs. Diamond.
- Lily, please.

Check your ring, sweets.
Nicky's a fast one.

Can I get you anything?

I'm good.
But if I think of anything,

I'll be sure to ask.

Just like Ava Gardner.

Where did...
where'd you two first meet?

Chicago, the Zebra Lounge.
She was a hostess.

Nicky: Oh, she's a keeper,
all right.

So, Nicholas,
what of our brother Santo,

trapped in Castro's
wretched jail?

- Santo?
- Mm.

Well, I hear he's good.

Oh, the Beard lets him
order in his favorite dishes.

( chuckles )

But have you actually
seen him?

Not in months.

So what brings you
down to Miami?

Not that it's not an absolute delight
to have you here in my town.

Why? Fuck, man,
you got all the broads.

Ben! Hey, Ben!

Letha here says she has a special
party trick she wants to show to us.

After dinner, Senator.
After dinner.

Of course. Of course.

Food before rude, huh?
( laughing )

( laughing )

- Hi, baby.
- Grandpa. Hi, Inez.

And... and this must be
the rabbi.

( laughs )

Arthur: Good to see you, Meg.

Hey, meet Inez,
the love of my life.

- Arturo. Good to meet you.
- Hello.

- Hello, beautiful family.
- Stevie.

Arthur: Danny.

Okay, here's what's
going on.

Don't worry.
We got the goods. Inez?

Coming. Ay, my God.

( whispers ) Ike!

- It's... it's shorter.
- Arthur: And it's what we're reading.

Unless you want
Grandpa to leave.

- No, you can't.
- Unbelievable.

We're gonna skip straight
to the "Dayenu."

All right? I'm so hungry
I could eat a rat's tail.

So, Lauren, honey, please,
you first.

"When all children
grow up without fear

and experience the love they need
to reach their full potential."

Everybody, "Dayenu."

All: Dayenu.

Rabbi.

Oh. ( chuckles )

"When food and shelter

are accepted
as human rights,

not commodities."

- Dayenu.
- Dayenu.

Isaac.

"When all workers
of the world

receive just compensation
in respect for their labors."

Dayenu.

"When all the cancers
in the world can be cut out

of all the patients,
and they can survive and thrive."

- Dayenu.
- All: Dayenu.

- ( quiet music playing )
- ( people chattering )

Let me help you, Mrs. D.

I'll manage.

Congratulations.

- Nicky...
- No.

- Nick.
- Right. Nick.

That's what you called me.

I looked for you for days.

What a fucking sap.

I thought, "Jesus, maybe
she's been hurt or something."

- I didn't love you anymore.
- Anymore?

How about ever?

I was your bus ticket
out of Weeki fucking Wachee, babe.

Hey, I get it.

Moving up the food chain.

Good girl, trading up.

You're goddamn right I am.

I married Ben Diamond.
I am the Butcher's wife.

So unless you want your hands
nailed to my fucking headboard,

get the fuck
out of my way!

Boo!

That's what I thought.

I noticed you got
a little haircut.

- Looks good.
- Thanks, Daddy.

- That's not for a boy, right?
- No.

- Did you have fun tonight?
- I love our family.

Me too.

We are something.

Vera worked really hard

to make sure everybody had
a really good night.

- I helped.
- I know. You certainly did.

And we appreciate it.

Good night, my princess.

- ( switch clicks )
- Daddy.

I remembered.

- You remembered what?
- Mommy's perfume.

I remembered it.

Me too.

Aunt Meg wears it...
the same one.

I know.

Sweet dreams.

( whispers )
Thank you.

More.

It's going to take
much more than that.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

( whispers ) Lauren.

( whispers )
She's had a lot of wine.

Out like a light.

Now

I know why tonight
is different

than any other nights.

♪ Never know
how much I love you ♪

♪ Never know how much
I care ♪

♪ When you put your arms
around me ♪

♪ I get the fever
that's so hard to bear ♪

♪ You give me fever, ay! ♪

♪ When you kiss me ♪

♪ Fever when you hold me tight ♪

♪ Fever in the morning ♪

♪ Fever all through the night ♪

♪ Everybody got the fever ♪

♪ That is something
you all know ♪

♪ Tener fiebre
no es de ahora ♪

♪ Hace mucho tiempo
que empezó ♪

♪ You give me fever, ay! ♪

♪ When you kiss me ♪

♪ Fever when you
hold me tight... ♪

"The Angel of Death
spread his wings on the blast,

And breathed in the face
of the foe as he passed."

♪ Everybody, everybody,
everybody got the fever ♪

♪ That is something
you all know ♪

♪ Tener fiebre
no es de ahora ♪

♪ Hace mucho tiempo
que empezó, ay! ♪

"And the eyes of the sleepers

waxed deadly, and chill,

And their hearts
but once heaved..."

( bottle clatters )

"And for ever grew still!"

( unzips )

♪ When you kiss me,
fever when you hold me tight ♪

♪ Fever in the morning ♪

♪ Fever all through the night ♪

♪ Everybody got the fever ♪

♪ That is something
you all know ♪

♪ Tener fiebre
no es de ahora ♪

♪ Hace mucho tiempo
que empezó ♪

♪ You give me fever, ay! ♪

♪ When you kiss me ♪

♪ Fever when you hold me tight ♪

♪ Fever in the morning ♪

♪ Fever all through the night ♪

♪ Everybody got the fever ♪

♪ That is something
you all know ♪

♪ Tener fiebre
no es de ahora ♪

♪ Hace mucho tiempo
que empezó ♪

♪ You give me fever, ay! ♪

♪ When you kiss me ♪

♪ Fever when you hold me tight ♪

♪ Fever in the morning ♪

♪ Fever all through the night ♪

♪ Everybody, everybody,
everybody got the fever ♪

♪ That is something
you all know ♪

♪ Tener fiebre
no es de ahora ♪

♪ Hace mucho tiempo
que empezó ♪

♪ You give me fever, ay! ♪

♪ When you kiss me ♪

♪ Fever when you
hold me tight ♪

♪ Fever in the morning ♪

♪ Fever all through the night. ♪

( theme music playing )