Wiseguy (1987–2009): Season 1, Episode 1 - Pilot - full transcript

[cell bars rattling]

- [Jail Guard] Get
out of here, wiseguy,

and don't come back.

[somber instrumental music]

- Hi.

- Where do you wanna go?

- 16th and Mill.

Thank you.

- The finger man
is Archie Watkins.

He and Dermott are old pals from

the street, they go way back.



But we got a hook in,
so Archie made the call.

Dermott said he'd be
here about 10 o'clock.

I can dust him,
you don't have to

do this, Mr. Steelgrave.

- You don't understand,

I want him myself.

Let's drift.

- Here you go.

- Thanks.

- Thanks a lot.

Yeah, tell Dermott I'm out.

Tell him I'll meet him

in 20 minutes, same place.

- So how you doing?



How's gladiator school?

- Oh, it was wonderful, Frank.

They had everything,
cockroach races,

I even had a pet rat.

It was your kind of place.

- You miss me?

- Why did I have to

do the whole 18, Frank?

Explain that to me.

- So you ain't glad
to see your old buddy.

- Oh yeah, I'm all
choked up, Frank.

I've been dreaming about the

smell of your lilac cologne.

- You got more than five large

on you, am I right?

I heard running a still out

of your cellblock.

Come on, come on, give it to me,

I gotta log it.

- Don't press your luck, Frank.

- You know why you did

the whole 18, Vinnie?

- Why?

- 'Cause I convinced the RD

that it was the right thing.

- Does your mother have any idea

what a total dink
you turned into?

- My mother thinks I'm adorable.

- Where's Dermot?

- It's clear, Stanley.

- Hey, Stan, how you doing?

Come here.

- Thank God you're out,

I've been worried about you.

- Eh, it was okay, I made out.

Set me up pretty good.

What's with these guys,

I thought you were
going to retire.

- Giving a going away
party for Dave Steelgrave,

gonna drop half a
dozen felonies on him,

I testify before the
grand jury on Tuesday.

And then it's goodbye Jersey,

hello Fort Lauderdale,
gonna move down there

with my kids, they
got a guest house

right on the inter coastal.

- Oh, that's nice.

- Yeah, but I had to make sure

you got out of jail
with all your teeth

before I hand you over to OCB.

- Yeah, Dave and
Sonny Steelgrave,

you think that's smart?

- My whole life's
been devoted to this.

It's like hitting
a 40-foot jump shot

on your last game.

Hey Frank.

- Here.

- Wait a minute, if you're going

to Fort Lauderdale, who's
gonna be handling me?

- I am, kiddo.

- I was just your
training officer,

your cover's set.

I'm not in charge of
field assignments,

the RD made the selection.

- We'll have a
good time, Vinnie.

Knock some of the
green off of ya,

and maybe we'll race
a cockroach or two.

- Frank will take
you back to OCB.

- Thanks for sticking
around for me, Stan.

- Hell, I couldn't blow town

and leave you in jail,

you're one of my super-ducks.

I'll call you at the office,

I got something I
gotta take care of.

- Hey Stan, do me
a favor, will you?

Be careful, Dave
Steelgrave isn't gonna

go down easy.

- They all go down eventually.

These guys aren't
all that smart,

they're just mean.

- Take care of yourself.

[somber music]

- Let's go, super-duck.

[long beep]

[buzz]

- Vincent, glad to see you,

you look rested.

- What are you, kidding me?

I wasn't in St.
Moritz, you know.

- So much for the pleasantries.

Sorry you had to
take the whole fall,

but Frank here
thought it would look

a little fishy,
so we kept you in

for your own protection.

- Yeah, I'm lucky
to have this guy,

he's sure looking after me.

- Don't be a kissup, Vince.

- So, Dermott says
you're ready to go in,

take your first
undercover assignment.

- Look, sir, Mr. Elias,

I think I need some time off.

I'm not ready to take
this assignment just yet.

- That's normal.

As a matter of fact,
the agents over

at Saint John's even
have a name for it,

it's called early
alert syndrome.

I read a report on
it just last week,

when an agent who's
about to go in

begins to calculate his
odds for his own survival,

and manifests his
unnatural desire to--

- Excuse me, sir,
but I don't have

early alert syndrome,

what I do have is a sick mother.

She's got a heart condition,

I've been unable to
tell her what I'm doing,

she thinks I'm some
nickel and dime hoodlum.

I'm putting a lot of
stress on her, and me too.

- Carlotta Terranova,
68 years old,

arterial sclerosis, general
valve problem, inoperable.

She won't talk to Vince.

She cut him off after
he started piling up

these convictions, making
him look like a wiseguy.

- Well, I'm sorry, but
you know the rules here,

you can't tell anybody
what you're up to,

certainly no relatives,
there are people's

lives are at stake.

[slam]

- No sir, I don't
know how much time

she has, it may be six
months or six years,

I don't know, and I want
to get things straight

before something happens to her.

- If you tell your
mother and she happens

to tell one of her
friends, and your cover

gets blown, they're
gonna pick you up

on the street some
night, and start putting

cigarettes out on your
feet, until you give

up the entire program,
and all the other agents,

it's OCB policy, it's inviolate.

- Okay,

then I resign.

- You can't resign, you
haven't even started.

We had four years
invested in you.

Get Stan Dermott in here.

[somber music]

- Dermot?

Man, where the hell you been?

I'm risking my life
meeting you here.

If anybody knew I
was telling you this,

they'd kill me.

- It's hard to
shake my bodyguards,

what you got for me, Arch?

- How you doing, Stan?

- Damn it, what the
hell's going on there!

[gun shots]

- Thanks, Arch.

[gun shots]

[grim music]

- How is he?

- Not good.

- You're supposed
to wait downstairs.

If they're casing this and

you walk in here,
you're gonna get made.

Well, you just play things

the way you want, don't you?

- I want to be alone with him.

[somber music]

I'll get them for you, Stan.

I'll be there to
lower Dave Steelgrave

in the ground,

it's a promise.

[monitor beeps flatly]

- Clear out of the way, please.

All clear.

[thwack]
[flat beeping]

Again.

[thwack]
[flat beeping]

Again.

[buzzing]
[thwack]

[flat beeping]

- [Vinnie] Bless me
Father, for I have sinned.

- [Priest] No kidding.

Well I guess you
haven't changed much,

have you, Vinnie?

- [Vinnie] Listen, Pete, I'm
not gonna confess to you,

because the last time I did,

you told Mom and I had to

wash the kitchen
floor for a month.

- [Pete] You were six,
you stole my cowboy boots.

- [Vinnie] Says you.

Come on, let's get out
of this phone booth.

- Meet me in the sacristy.

Well, you look pretty good

for a guy that just
got out of prison.

- Thanks, Pete.

Yeah, well, looking
good's one of

my shallow traits.

Pete, how's Mom?

She been asking about me

while I was gone?

- She loves you, man.

She keeps your picture at
the bottom of her dresser,

it's hidden there.

She pulls it out,
looks at it, you know,

I caught her once, she
tried to cover it up.

You could tell her
you're working for

the government,
what would it hurt?

- Pete, I wasn't even
supposed to tell you,

but I figured a guy could
tell his priest anything.

Look, if I told Mom,
she'd tell Uncle Pete and

Aunt Celeste, they'd
let it slip to Norwood,

he'd tell that
dingbat wife of his,

and she'd tell half the
Metropolitan Light building.

- She got sacked, she's
home eating bonbons

and doing crosswords.

She's hacking poor
Norwood to pieces.

- Yeah, but still.

Mom couldn't keep it to herself,

I shamed her, she'd
have to tell somebody.

And then you'd count to 10,

and I'd be the captain
of 50-gallon oil drum

at the bottom of a river.

- Look, Vinnie,

until you can come
clean with Mom,

don't go over.

You know how upset she gets,

I don't think it
would be good for her.

You okay?

You seem different.

- Yeah, I guess.

I lost a real good
friend last night,

and when I lost him, it
changed some important plans,

but it's okay.

I'll work it out,
don't worry about it.

- When are they sending you in?

- Soon.

- I hope you get a
chance to square things

with Mom, she's not gonna
be around forever, Vinnie.

- Come on, Pete.

Pete, I gotta do this one.

The man died with
me holding him.

- There are other ways
to save a brother's soul

than to offer yourself
up in some vengeful act.

- Pete, you know, all
the people that come in

here and pray, they
all got problems.

70 percent of them
can't get a bank loan,

a guy can't make the
payments on his house;

he's got a wife and kid,
he doesn't want them

to be evicted, so he goes
on the street for the money.

He misses a couple of payments,
the first thing you know,

somebody's ringing his
bell with a steel pipe.

Now you got his
widow and his kid,

and they're praying for help.

- And the Lord will provide it.

- Okay, all right.

But what if what the Lord
provides is people like me?

People to go out and
get these brajoles?

What if you and I are
just on different ends

of the same handoff?

[somber music]

- How did we turn
out so different?

And so much alike?

- Come here.

I'll keep in touch, Pete.

You take care of
Mom while I'm gone.

[dramatic orchestral music]

Wait for me, Mom.

Please wait for me.

- [Frank] So the RD
went for it, huh?

You threatened to resign,
if he don't put you

in the Steelgrave family.

You want him, huh?

- Yeah, I want him.

- You're taking
this too personal.

Stan Dermott knew
what he was doing

when guys get in this racket.

He wasn't your father, he
was just a training officer.

- Hey Frank, do me a favor and

shut up, will you?

- Have it your own way.

- Where's the restaurant where

these people like to eat?

- Down the street on the right,

it's a place called Le Magason,

but you're making a mistake
going in there cold,

I got numbers runners set up,

I can put you in
the bottom of the

Steelgrave organization,
that way you got

somebody in his crew
fronting for you.

- But I want the
Steelgraves to pick me,

I want to be their
hand-picked protege.

- What do you think,
these guys are just

going to reach out for you?

- No, but Sonny used
to fight golden gloves

when he was a kid, and so did I,

that ought to give us
something to talk about.

- Oh yeah, sure.

That oughta do it, yeah.

All right, you gotta
call the Lifeguard before

you go in, check out
the out/in codes.

And take it easy, will you?

I don't like you,
but I don't want

to have to bury you.

- Now there's a sweet
sentiment, Frank,

now give us a kiss,
and I'll see you

in a couple of months.

- Get out of my car.

[scoffs]

- This is McPike's
style section,

13 hundred hours,

he's loose, log it.

[phone rings]

[urgent music]

- Good morning, Sailor Hardware,

how may I help you?

- This is agent 4587, date code,

style section, one, 10,87,

ident procedure,
the fashion factory.

- Hey, how you doing, Vinnie.

Welcome to life
with the Lifeguard,

how was the house of many doors?

- Terrible, even the
Christmas pageants stunk.

- Okay, well let's do it, son.

Here's the drill.

Uncle Mike is a pull out,

let's make breakfast
the emergency,

lunch is right away,

dinner means lay back
and survey it, okay?

Do you want a callback prot?

- No, let's just stay
with the first article

in the style section of the
Atlantic City Daily News,

go with month, day and year,

that way I can do it on the fly.

- You got, it, cowboy.

And give my love to the
hookers and the hitters.

[urgent music]

- Here goes nothing.

- I'm sorry, we got
all the help we need,

come back in two, three months,

we're losing some guys then.

- Hey, look pal, I'm hurting.

Hey, I need the cash, look,

I worked in restaurants
all over the place,

I know the drill.

- You don't hear good,

look, I told you, come
back in three months.

- What's it pay, busing tables?

- Five bucks an
hour, but I told you,

we're full.

- Wait a minute, Wait a minute,

I'll tell you what, you and me,

we'll make a deal, huh?

I kick back three
of the five to you,

at the end of the 40-hour week,

you got an extra 120
coming back at you.

- What are you, nuts?

- Yeah, I got brain damage from

standing in the subway,

come on, what do you say?

- Welcome to the firm.

- Thank you.

- No, you can
change in the back.

- All right.

- What's your name?

- Vince, Vince Terranova,

you're not gonna be sorry sir,

anything you want, I do for you.

[people chatting]

- I don't think it's smart to

do your own rubber
glove work, Dave.

- Come on, Sonny,

that guy was gonna bury me.

Him I had to do myself.

- That's why we pay Tony here.

Oh no.

Get out of here,
will you, Hawthorne?

- There it is, Sonny,

signed by Judge Owen Nelson.

I got three guys going through

your office files right now.

Stan Dermott got hit last night,

just two days
before he was gonna

testify against Dave here,

but I don't suppose
you guys know

anything about that, huh?

- Stan Dermot, no kidding,

I liked him.

You remember him, Sonny?

The short fat guy
with the red nose.

- I'm gonna be on
your back from now on,

everybody gets hassled.

- I hope you got
somebody starting

your car for you, mister.

- Is that a threat, Tarzan?

It's against the law
to threaten people,

especially FBI-type people,

it's called verbal assault.

Takes you away for three years.

- If you could prove it.

- I hope my officers
don't leave your place

in too big a mess.

Have a nice lunch, guys.

- Leave it.

Where does this guy come from?

All of a sudden,
everywhere I go,

he's standing in
front of me with

a federal warrant.

- We can shut him out, Sonny.

- Are you nuts?

Dave already killed one frisbee.

We kill another one,

we all gotta move to
Tibet for the winter.

We've got nothing
up in the office

he could use on us, am I right?

- They could tear the
wallpaper down again,

they'll find nothing.

- Dave, I want you to
get Howard pumped up.

We've got rights,
get somebody to

get a restraining order.

Let's make this judge
stop signing this stuff,

let's make him sit up straight.

- You got it, Sonny.

- I want this piece of crud

off my back.

- You got it.

[ominous music]

- Let's get out of here.

[clank]

- Look, I'm sorry, it slipped.

[crash]
[woman screams]

I said I was sorry.

- I'm sorry, Mr. Steelgrave,

he's new, get back to
the kitchen, Vince.

- No, this guy pushed me,

hey, why'd you push me?

I said it was a mistake.

- Hey you, why don't
you do yourself

a big favor and get out of here?

- Oh, I like this,
I really like this.

Who are you, you the guy that

finishes what he starts?

- I'm sorry, Mr. Steelgrave.

- Hey, don't apologize to him,

what about me?

- You're fired, leave this
restaurant immediately.

[clunk]
[splash]

[smack]

- What are you
looking for, mister?

Maybe I got some
of what you want.

- Hey, I take what comes.

The only question now is,

are you gonna do it,
or is Godzilla gonna

try and do it for you?

- Sonny, let me just take this

cowboy outside and
wreck him for you.

- Yeah, let this
gabone take a shot,

then I'm gonna come back in here

and feed you his pantyhose.

- You want me?

- Yeah.

- You've got me, two hours,

Pier Six, warehouse
three, come on over.

Make arrangements as
to where you want me

to send the body.

- That man's name
is Sonny Steelgrave.

Ask around, you ain't gonna like

what you hear.

- Oh yeah, what am I
gonna hear, sweetcheeks,

that you and him go
dancing together?

- You and me, we're
gonna get our chance.

- Boy, that guy was
sort of crazy, huh?

I think we're real lucky
to have him out of here.

- [Tony] Look Sonny,
you don't have to mess

with this guy, I'll
take care of him.

- Nobody talks to me that way.

- I'll take care of him for you,

nobody will know.

- I'll know.

You'll know.

[ominous music]

- [Tony] I'm telling
you, I don't get it.

He's supposed to be
importing Indian dollars,

but he's stacking
pallets in a warehouse

he rented from us.

I think he's
exporting something,

he's got a ship coming,
it's hit a storm,

it's a day late,
I don't know what

he's up to.

This is your piece
of the action, Tony.

You're supposed to know.

I don't want this
guy putting heat

on my piers, we're legitimate.

You pick up Winfield,
you find out.

- I can't believe
this Winfield guy's

in anything, he's a wimp.

Bow ties, oxfords, he
looks like he should

be teaching chemistry
at a girl's school.

- Tony.

- All right, I'll
take care of it.

- You call Howard?

- You know you only
have to tell me once.

He's gonna meet
the judge tonight.

- I almost forgot about you.

- Yeah?

I didn't forget about you,

you cost me my job.

- I thought it was just
gonna be us, Mr. Steelgrave.

- You know who I am?

- Yeah, don't mean
nothing to me.

- You crazy?

- I said I'd be
here, and I'm here,

it's as simple as that.

- Nothing's that simple.

- Are we gonna talk, or
you wanna settle this?

- I don't think we
have much choice.

It's gone too far.

[clunk]
[crash]

[thud]
[groans]

- Come on, Sonny.

[thud]

[crack]

[thud]

- Come on, Sonny.

[thud]

[thudding]

Way to go, b.

[crack]

Get him, Sonny!

[thud]
[groans]

[thud]
[smack]

- [Dave] You got
him, you got him.

[thudding]

[thudding]

[crash]

[pow]
[groans]

[thudding]
[crash]

[ominous music]

- You had me.

Meet me at a gambling
joint I own by the pier,

the Royal Diamond Hotel
and Casino, tomorrow.

[coughs]

- How about we go dancing?

Try this step, sweetcheeks.

[crack]
[groans]

[ominous music]

- Excuse me.

Door.

- [Tracy] Sorry.

- Excuse me.

- What did the
other guy look like?

- He looks great.

See, what I was trying to do was

block as many punches as I could

with my face, without
taking my hands

out of my pockets.

[laughs]

Of course, you got
to know how to do it.

- This is the management office.

- Yeah, I got hired yesterday.

I'm supposed to
meet Mr. Steelgrave

here this morning.

- Sonny or Dave?

- [Vinnie] Sonny.

- He's my uncle, I'm
Tracy Steelgrave,

Dave Steelgrave's my father.

- Vince Terranova.

So what do you do around here?

- Oh, I'm just home for a week.

I study law at UCLA.

Borrowing an office to
study for my finals.

- How you doing, Tracy.

See you tonight at
your uncle's party.

If you like, I could swing by

and give you a ride.

- Um, Vince is going to take me.

- Sonny wants to
see you inside, now.

- What party?

- My uncle Sonny's
throwing my parents

their 25th wedding
anniversary party.

It's an open house, really.

You don't have to pick
me up, but I thank you

for being handy, Tony
kind of freaks me.

- Come on, I already
told you once, let's go.

Leave her alone,
Dave doesn't like

employees hitting on her.

- Oh, but in your case
he makes an exception

because you're the Grand
Duke of Brooklyn, right?

- You got a smart
mouth on you, punk.

- Yeah, it's a fault
I'm working on.

- Maybe we could
work on it together.

- Hey, I don't want
any trouble with you.

What do you say we start over?

- Princess, you look gorgeous.

- Thank you, Dad.

Mom wants you to call
her about the party.

- Okay.
- Okay?

- So what's the problem, Fred?

You put somebody with
a long lens up on

the roof, and you
take some pictures.

Come on now, start
using your brains,

I wanna know what
this guy's doing

on my pier, call me back.

You got a great right hand.

- You hit like a pile
driver, Mr. Steelgrave.

You should have been a fighter.

- I was, 15 years ago.

Fought in golden gloves.

Til my dad died, then I came
into the family business.

- No kidding, I used to fight in

golden gloves myself,
about 15 years back.

- You don't have to
convince me of that.

Vince, Vince something, right?

- Terranova.

- Vinnie Terranova,
I'd like you to

meet my brother,
Dave Steelgrave.

[ominous music]

- How you doing, Mr. Steelgrave?

- How you doing?

You got some good moves,
you almost had Sonny.

I ain't never seen that before.

- So I'll take Vinnie down,

introduce him to Don,
get him started maybe

on the east side,
or down in Trenton.

- You kidding me?

Come on, I want to
show you something.

Dave, keep an eye on
things for me, will you?

Mario calls, I want
you to get the dope

on the short count over
at the Rabid Rabbit,

I think I'm gonna
have to take care

of these gray cats personally.

- You got it, Sonny.

- Golden gloves, eh?

- Yeah, that was something.

I loved fighting
in that tournament.

I had an uppercut that
could unplug your battery.

That was funny
yesterday, wasn't it?

Made you feel like a kid again.

- [Woman] Morning,
Mr. Steelgrave.

- I don't know, Mr. Steelgrave.

I feel like I got hit by a bus.

[laughs]

- Here we are.

- Wow, what is this?

Somebody live here?

- Look, I had some
friends check you out.

You're fresh out of
county start, right?

I know you've been down.

Guys learn how to hold
their ground in there.

Also found out you were staying

at the Pier Motel, it's
a foxhole down there.

I figured you wouldn't mind my

upgrading your
living requirements.

- You're kidding.

- You knew who I
was when you came

to the warehouse.

- Yeah, so?

So?

You knew I had
important action here,

you still showed
up, I like that.

- Look, Mr. Steelgrave.

- Sonny, call me Sonny.

- All right, Sonny.

It's not about who you are,
it's about what you are.

If I don't take
myself seriously,

who else will?

- Some people never
understand that.

I've learned that some
guys have got it here

other guys have got it here.

I don't know about you, Vinnie.

You could be just
some waiter who's

not too smart, or
you could be a guy

who could do some heavy work.

We'll find out, okay?

- Yeah, sure.

- In the meantime, you
can borrow this place.

It belongs to a friend of mine

who got relocated
to the federal pen.

You leave his stuff
alone, he won't mind

you using the place.

- Okay.

- It's a Porsche.

It's a red one, I think.

I don't know, it's
downstairs in the garage,

the battery's dead,
I'm sure you could

take care of that.

- Thank you.

- And I want a rematch, Vinnie.

This time, no holding back.

I figure maybe in about a week,

we give it a try
down at the gym,

with the gloves on.

- You got a date, Sonny.

But if I hammer your lights out,

you're not gonna
leave me in the trunk

of that Porsche, are you?

- Don't worry about that,

'cause you're not
going to beat me.

- Oh.

- You drive a car
pretty good, Vinnie?

- Yeah, I can drive.

- Good, my driver's out of state

on personal business for
about four, five years.

Wanna drive for me
till he gets back?

- That's fine with me.

- Car's in the basement,
Tony will show you

where it is, you take
it to get washed,

you be back by five.

Get some new suits, will you?

You go down to the
shop in the lobby,

you tell them you work for me,

they'll let you sign for it.

- How am I going to pay
you back for all this?

- Oh, don't worry,

you're gonna earn your money.

One word of caution, Vinnie.

It's a tough track,
lots of people

pushing and shoving,
everybody feeling pressure,

even at the bottom.

- I can handle that.

- You mess up, you
get dropped in a hole

near the turnpike.

Once a year, we drive by,

and someone says, "Eh,
isn't that the spot

"where we planted 'ol Vinnie?"

You get what I'm telling you?

- Yeah.

- Enjoy yourself,
have a good time,

don't make too much noise.

I run a clean joint.

[ominous music]

- Before you start it, you check

under the hood, under the axles,

and under the
chassis, understand?

- Yeah.

Hey Tony, where's
the nearest car wash?

Hey.

- Oh, there goes
Sonny's parade float,

with a new footman.

[sirens blare]

- How you doing,

something wrong?

- Hey Arnie, he wants to know

if something's wrong.

Yeah, there's a lot of
things that are wrong.

This car's crawling with
vehicular irregularities.

- This is gonna be
a roust, isn't it?

- Hey Arnie, this guy
thinks we're rousting him.

Tell him we ain't
rousting him, Arnie.

- We ain't rousting you.

- See?

We just wanted to pull you over

to see who Sonny's
new wiseguy's gonna be

now that Al's out of town.

You got a name?

- Yeah, I got a name.

Vince Terranova.

- Vince Terranova,

is that a Caucasian name?

- It's Italian.

- Oh, Italian.

Vinnie, Vinnie.

Well you and I, we're going to

be seeing a lot of
each other, Vinnie.

- Hey, it's fine with me.

- You go a license?

- Yeah.

- Ah, this one's torn, Vinnie.

The vehicle court
says you've gotta

have one that's not torn.

Get it fixed, okay?

- Yes sir, I sure will.

- Vinnie, you know
why we stopped you?

You got a broken
taillight back there.

- No, I think you're
wrong, Sheriff,

I checked out the
car before I left.

- Hey Arnie, you find
anything back there?

[clank]

- Man's got a busted
taillight back here, Lou.

- Now you wanna get out
of the car, Mr. Terranova?

You wanna open the trunk?

- And what are you
gonna do if I don't,

throw a grenade under there?

- Open it.

[ominous music]

- Help yourself.

- I'm gonna let you
slide this time Vinnie,

but I want you to get
this taillight fixed,

because you and me
are going to be seeing

a lot of each other.

And Vinnie?

When you see Sonny, tell
him Louis Butcher said hi.

[crash]

- Louis Butcher's going
to trip over his IQ

one day and fall into a pit,

and that skinny gamone
who travels with him,

he's gonna go down too.

Double pork on
lye, hold the mayo.

Leave the limo, we'll
take this one over here.

I want you to drive me
across town, Vinnie.

- I can take you
Sonny, Vince can take--

- No, no, I want
Vince to take me,

it's okay, I'll meet
you at the warehouse

in a couple of hours.

- Hey, I got the time.

- Hey, Tony, no sweat, okay?

Vince is driving me.

- All right.

[ominous music]

- What's your story, Vinnie?

- What do you mean?

- Everybody's got a story,

where you've been,
where you're headed.

Girls you loved,
guys you wrecked,

what's a Vinnie Terranova?

- Well I tell you, Sonny,

I only got one ambition.

- What's that?

- I wanna draw my last breath at

exactly the same moment I spend

my last buck.

I want to check out owing
nothing, owning nothing.

Anything wrong with that?

- No.

- Good.

- Pull in the middle
of this block and park.

- All right.

- Come on.

- Hey Sonny, this is a
pretty downbeat neighborhood.

If we're looking for girls,

we ain't gonna do too good.

- [Sonny] This guy
owes me some money,

take a minute.

- [Vinnie] All right.

[cheerful jazz music]

- Okay Vinnie,
this can get ugly,

so be ready for anything.

Jones is the sack
of garbage with

the dirt over his top lip.

- This guy ain't a friend
of yours, I take it.

Who are the other guys?

- Well, if Jones gets smart,

they're his pallbearers.

What are you doing, Jones?

I spoke to Freddy,
told me you had

an off night.

- Yes, Mr. Steelgrave,
it seems everybody

hit the number, it's like
a psychic phenomenon.

- Psychic phenomenon?

Yeah, that's interesting.

What would you call
five coconuts who

short counted their
lender and ended up

individually and
separately grazing on the

moss at the bottom
of the Jersey River?

Would that be a
psychic phenomenon?

- Is that supposed
to be a threat on

and the lives of me
and my associates?

- If isn't, it's
the next best thing.

Now I came here to collect
15 thousand dollars

that you owe me and
another five we'll

call a late payment penalty.

- Look, I told you,
I got hit, man.

The number was hit by
five different people.

- You're putting me
to sleep, Jonesy.

Cough it up.

Don't try those
low-rent moves here.

You're not dealing
with melonheads.

My people will
come down here and

make you do the backstroke
through Rabid Rabbit pellets,

now let's go. [thud]

Get the money up.

- So who's he?

- That's my accountant, Vince.

- Nice to meet you, Vince,

I'm Gravedigger Jones.

[scoffs]

- What are you, kidding me?

- You have a real nice
evening, Mr. Steelgrave.

- Okay, Jonesy.

Hope those psychic
phenomenons don't

come around here again.

- Ain't that the truth.

- Ain't no future in it.

- Let him get a few blocks away.

Then run him over and dust them.

And get my money back.

- Man, you are nuts.

- You ever let people
steal from you,

they lose respect.

Then they start to
walk all over you,

then they think
you're soft enough

for a hit, bing, you
find yourself dead.

- Yeah, but they
just let us walk

out of there with the money.

- Oh no, not them,
they're not that smart.

[tires screeching]
[suspenseful music]

- You ever play street
baseball, Vinnie?

[laughs]

This kind of stuff
happen much, Sonny?

- They think they're
gonna try and

get that money back from me.

I got other plans.

[tires screeching]

Ram that thing, come
on, let's do it.

[crash]

- [Vince] Sonny.

- Come on.

[thud]
[crack]

[thudding]

Come on, come on.

[bam]
Come on.

Come on, give me your wallet.

- Come here.

Come here, come here, come here.

What do you got, nothing?

Get out of here, go ahead.

Get out of here!

[clunk]
[clank]

- Give me your jewelry.

- What are you doing?

What are you doing Vinnie,

come on, we gotta
get out of here.

[laughs]

You're taking his?

I love it, you're
taking his jewelry,

I love it.

- Wait wait.

- Come on.

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Nice doing business
with you guys.

- What are we gonna do
with all this jewelry?

- I don't know.

- Hey, pal.

You and me pal, we're gonna have

real fun together.

[laughs]

Yeah!

- What is that?

- That's 20 grand,
the extra five?

Licorice.

[chuckles]

We also got some
bad taste jewelry.

Show him, yeah, show him.

[cackles]

[phone rings]

- Yeah?

Yeah, I'm on my way up.

- Who's that?

- That's Fred, he's upstairs.

He said Winfield
just pulled into

the end of the pier.

- Okay, pick him off.

Find out what he's doing.

Take Vinnie with you.

- I don't need Vinnie.

- He's aboard, Tony.

He did good tonight.

Take him with you,
call me at the

hotel when you pick up Winfield.

- Yeah, sure, right.

- Why don't you
keep that one, Tony?

It'll go great with
your green feather hat.

[clang]

[somber music]

- [Tony] What's happening?

- Same as last
night, these guys are

definitely dirty, Mr. Greco.

Stocking pallets in
Warehouse Three there.

Those guys at the
end of the pier there

are headcrushers, and the
guy in the trench coat's

got an autotuned pumper
under his arm in a sling.

- Is that right?

Said they're importing some
little Indian doohickeys.

Looks like they're
exporting something heavy,

where's Winfield?

- He's in that blue
Chevy rental at

the end of the pier, there.

He's just sitting
there drinking coffee

from a thermos.

If it goes like last
night, he'll take off

in about an hour.

- I'm gonna find out
what that little wimp

is up to, and I'm
gonna spill his teeth.

Fred, give Vinnie your piece.

Come on pal, let's go.

[suspenseful music]

[tires screech]

- Tony, what's the matter?

- Shut up, Norman, shut up.

- What are you doing?

- Get in the back.

- Let go of me.

What are you doing?

What are you doing, I paid you.

- Hey Norman, do
you wanna kiss off

right now, or do
you wanna shut up

and give yourself
a chance to make it

at the end of the day, huh?

- Yeah, okay.

- Get out of here.

[tires screech]
[people screaming]

- Okay, what do you want?

- I want you to shut up, Norman.

You, stay outside.

- What are you gonna do to him?

- I'm gonna ask
him some questions,

now put a sock in it,
and stay by the car.

- [Norman] I never told Sykes.

- [Tony] It's either you or me.

[Norman screams]
[people screaming]

[zapping]

Terranova, Vinnie!

Where the hell are you!

- I'm over here, sorry.

- Mr. S just got here with
his guy, just told me.

You stay here, and
don't go inside.

I'm gonna take the car,

I'll be back in 10
minutes with Dave.

You go in there,
Winfield will tell me,

he's very sensitized
and he'll tell me

anything right now, you got it?

- I ain't gonna
go in there, Tony,

what do you want, a
letter from my priest?

[banging]

Mr. Winfield, you
all right in there?

[silence]

How you doing, Mr. Steelgrave?

- You went in
there, you went in,

I told you not to go in there.

- What, what are
you talking about?

- Get in here.

- I swear, this guy
was alive when I left,

Vinnie here must have
seen the combination

on the lock, came in
here, and whacked him

around or something.

- What you telling him that for?

I didn't touch him.

- All I know is, we sent you out

to a do a job, you
brought back a stiff.

Sonny's gonna go nuts.

- Hey, this guy was
alive when I left,

now he' dead.

You were the guy that was
supposed to watch him,

that's all I know.

- Hey there's all
kinds of alive, man.

There's alive and
well, and there's alive

and hardly breathing.

- Knock it off, we'll
settle it later.

I'm gonna go get Sonny.

Get him out of here,
take him out to

the country and
plant him down deep,

I don't want him popping
up in the spring rain.

Then we're gonna go the pier,

and we're gonna take these guys,

and we're gonna see
what they're doing.

- Look, Dave, I'm sorry.

- I hate mistakes.

This guy wasn't
supposed to croak,

you can't get answers
from a dead man.

- I don't know what
your story is, pal,

but you just made a
major mistake with me.

- Is that right?

- [Vinnie] Yeah.

- I'm scared to death.

[sirens blare]
[ominous music]

- He must have
followed Dave's driver

from the hotel.

- What do you wanna do?

- Pull over, I'm gonna put

this pushy cop into
a new category.

- Hi fellas, just out
for a little ride?

- How you doing,
Sheriff Butcher?

Yeah, Tony and I
were just trying out

his new car.

- How you doing, Tony?

- You fellas know you
got a taillight out?

[crack]

- You know, you and your partner

are death on tail lights.

- Yeah, well, I guess
it's a vehicular

pet peeve of mine.

Now you gentlemen wanna
get out of the car,

maybe we can open up
that trunk and fix it.

Otherwise, I'm gonna
have to impound

this car because it don't
live up to Jersey standards.

- Yeah, I tell you
what, I promise to

get it fixed, maybe
I'll drop it by--

- [Butcher] Get of
the car both of you!

[tires screeching]

[crash]

[gun shots]

- That was dumb!

Now he's gonna come
looking for you.

We should have just
popped them both,

unless you got a
reason for not wanting

to kill cops.

- Yeah, I got a
reason, it's stupid!

- [Tony] Yeah?

Well now you gotta go
hole up some place.

- No, Dave said meet
him at the pier,

after we get rid
of Winfield's body,

that's where we're going.

- [Dave] Go on,
Vinnie, open her up.

- W-A-R 15.

- You guys are shipping hot guns

off our pier.

Okay, what is this,
where'd this come from?

You rip off an armory, or what?

[groans]

- It's the Winfield
Assault Rifle,

designed them and built them.

- For who?

- I don't know.

- Where's the crew and
the ship's captain?

- There's no one onboard.

- We wait, whoever owns the ship

and paid for these
guns will be back.

- Gentleman, we gotta
look at the upside.

These guns and this ship,

they gotta be worth
something to somebody.

We find out who
that somebody is,

sell 'em back.

The Winfield Assault Rifle.

Cal.

- Yeah.

- Take these jokers outside,

find out if they really
don't know anything.

You, yeah, you.

I want you to get your
tail back to the casino.

Stay locked in your room,

until I figure out how
to get the heat off.

If you rammed Butcher,

he's gonna be all over us,

like a bad-looking woman.

- I'm sorry about that, Sonny,

I just figured a
dead cop was more

pressure than a hit
and run, that's all.

- Just get back to the hotel.

- Okay.

- Come on, Sonny,

we can't be late for the party.

- [Sonny] Hey Tony, you've
gotta clean this pier up.

- [Tony] You got it, Sonny.

[grim music]

- What are you doing here?

- Oh, hi, I thought
everybody would

be at your parents'
party tonight.

- They are, I'm on
my way there now,

I just came by to pick up
their anniversary present.

What are you doing?

- Well, I lost my lighter here

this afternoon, at
least I think I did.

It's kind of sentimental,
it was given to me

by my father.

- Where were you sitting?

- Well, I was over
there, and then I

moved over here, I
think, I don't know.

It's gotta be around
here someplace.

- "To Vinnie, Love, Dad."

- Thank you very much,
wouldn't wanna lose it.

- I had kind of a nasty argument

with my father this afternoon.

He said he didn't want me
messing around with you.

- Oh, I guess that means
Tony blew us in, huh?

- He says he has an
instinct about you,

whatever that means.

I don't know why I
just told you that.

Probably means
you're gonna steer

wide circles around me, huh?

That wouldn't be the first
time that's happened.

Do you wanna take a walk?

- Yeah, sure, okay.

- When I was in high
school and the boys

I dated found out
who my father was,

they'd stop calling,
which made no sense to me,

I mean, my dad was
the greatest dad

in the whole world,

most of the time.

Sometimes you can't talk to him.

A coldness comes over him.

I guess it was then
I started to wonder

if what they wrote
about him might be true.

- It must be a weird
scene to find yourself in

at that age.

- Even as I got older,
the men I dated got older.

There would always be
those questions, you know,

"What does your dad
do for a living?"

"That Dave Steelgrave."

It got to the point
where I was just lying,

you know, if I liked the guy.

[poignant instrumental music]

They'd hear it somewhere else,

and they'd all go away.

So finally I had to.

- That's why you went to
college on the West coast.

- I'd have gone further
if I could have.

Somewhere where they just
don't print newspapers,

and nobody could find out.

- But you still seem very
close to your family.

- They're like a separate
entity, you know,

it's like college or work.

When I come to see
them, nothing I have in

California comes with me.

And when I go back home,

I leave them all behind.

Are you close with your family?

- Oh, well.

I got an Uncle Mike who kind of

watches over me.

- Your parents aren't alive?

- No, my dad's dead.

We were pretty close,
for the last couple

of years, mostly.

He was pretty good
with me from the time

I was about 16 on.

- What about your mom?

- Well my mom's always
been closer to my brother.

She was always a
great mom to me,

but it's been kind of
hard on her with me being

in jail and everything.

I guess I'm just not
the kind of son a

mother would be proud of.

- Is that what she thinks?

- That's what I think.

So when are you
going back to school?

- Probably the sooner
the better, huh?

- Maybe for you.

- Maybe for both of us.

Aren't you afraid of my dad?

Or Uncle Sonny?

- Only if they find out.

[sirens blaring]
[tires screech]

- [Cop] We got him!

- Hey, Vinnie.

I've gotta take you
to driver's school

so you can work on some of
those moving violations.

- What is this,
what's the matter?

- No, it's just a case
of mistaken identity.

- I'm going with you.

- No!

Don't get involved, Tracy,

just do me a favor,
call my Uncle Mike,

five, five, five,
two, six, one, zero,

tell him what happened,
that I want him

to get me out.

Okay, will you do that?
- Yes, I will.

- [Sheriff Butcher]
Come on, get in there.

[sirens blare]

[phone rings]

- Mike Terranova,
what can I do for you?

- Is this Vince
Terranova's Uncle Mike?

- Yeah, you got it, who's this?

- I'm a friend of his,
he asked that I call you,

he was just arrested by the
New Jersey Police Department.

- That guy is always
getting in trouble.

Vinnie just can't keep
his nose straight, can he?

- Well, we wanted
you to bail him out,

and he said as soon as possible.

- Yeah, yeah, that's the way it

always is with this guy.

Okay, okay, I'll find him.

Hey, thanks for the call.

- Okay.

- Hey Sherm, Sherm,
do not put me

on hold man, this
is the hotline.

Okay, have somebody
call McPike and tell him

his boy Terranova
just hit the lockup.

- Yeah, you tell me
how you're gonna be

a successful criminal
if you can't make it

one week without
getting pinched.

- Hey, I was just
trying to save that

redneck sheriff's life.

Greco was gonna blow him
away right on the spot,

and I had no way to stop it,

not without tipping my hand.

The guy's an
unstable load, Frank.

You gotta get me out of here.

- No, what you're gonna do is,

you're gonna get yourself a
real expensive mouthpiece,

and you're gonna go
to war with the DA.

You know, it looks to me like

you're burning the
houses already.

Brand new Rolex,
diamond cuff links.

Three hundred dollars in cash.

- Well the Steelgraves are
real generous employers,

you should see my
German ride, Frank.

Now look, I want
you to take this and

run this guy down.

His name's Norman Winfield.

- [Frank] Who is
he, what does he do?

- He fertilizes empty lots.

Right now he's working the
corner of Kentucky and Reardon.

- You sure?

- Yeah, I'm sure.

I helped bury.

When he was alive,
he was some kind of

a gun manufacturer.

I want you to dig
him up and find

out what killed him.

Now my bet is that he
died of excessive voltage,

courtesy of Tony Greco.

I also wanna know
where he's from,

where he's been, and where
he's staying here in town.

- Now you do me a favor.

You don't call up
about anymore bodies

that you've buried, huh Vince?

They're real hard to explain.

- I'll tell you what, Frank,

I'll keep it out
of my report if you

keep it out of yours.

[people chatting]

Thanks for bailing
me out, Sonny.

- What are you, kidding me?

Was I gonna leave you in there?

When you got somebody
working for you,

you gotta take care of them.

You never leave them
swinging, even if they

messed up, everybody
messes up now and then,

it's all right, just
don't make a habit of it.

- Come on Sonny, let's go.

Boxcar Louis's
waiting for us, we got

business across town.

- I'll bring the car around.

- No, Al's driving.

Come on, Sonny.

- Here's a bulletin,
Dave's not happy with you.

- Oh, Tracy, right?

- If you're that
smart, how come you're

not that smart?

- I don't wanna duck
this one, Sonny,

but I didn't do anything.

- Hey look, I told Dave
I'd talk to you, we talked.

- Are you sure you don't
want me to go with you?

- Go get cleaned
up, get some rest,

meet me at Gorman's
Gym in the morning.

- All right.

- Hey, how are things
in your office upstairs?

- Not again, are you
gonna rip this joint up

every other day?

- Oh, if you're missing me,

I can come every day.

- Oh, we got laws against
harassment, fella.

- Yeah, there's
all kinds of laws.

You probably won't
believe this goomba,

but they even got a law against
murdering federal agents.

- Oh yeah, I haven't
heard that one before,

is that new?

- Oh come on, let them pore
through the wastebaskets.

There, let's get out of here.

- I think I got his
blood pressure up

a point or two,
let's do it again.

- Norman Winfield, he
worked at various times

for Lockheed, McDonald
Douglas, Smith and Wesson,

and a number of government
facilities requiring

low priority clearance.

His specialty is small
armaments and weaponry design.

For the past two years,
he has not held a job.

Rundown on his credit
card shows that he has

been traveling in and
out of the country

frequently the past
10 months, mostly to

Mar del Calor and
Quintana, both in Mexico,

where he's been seen with
an international arms dealer

named Reynaldo Sykes.

He has frequented a
number of motels across

the country, most recently
the Garden Rose Motel

hall on 65; he checked
in there two days ago,

and he has not checked out,
[knocking]

registered to room one two two.

[pensive music]

[sensual jazz music]

- Oh hello, I'm looking
for Norman Winfield's room.

You know, this is
a very good year,

and I'm sorry to
intrude, but I have

some business with Norman.

- You have no
business with Norman.

- You know all about
Norman, do you?

I bet you do.

Well, the one thing
you may not know

is that he's dead.

- We all have to go sometime.

- Well I can see from
your generous overflow

of emotion that you and Norm
weren't romantically involved.

Or was this more of a
business celebration?

- Why did you come here?

- To meet you, or whoever
was working with Winfield.

You see, I'm with the
guys who own the pier

that Winfield was using.

I've got the guns, and
I want to talk to Sykes.

Oh, you felt that one.

You tell Sykes if
he wants his goods,

to contact me at this number.

Take it.

And tell him not to
wait to long either,

because if he does,
I'll dump his crates

in the Atlantic.

[thudding]

- Jab, jab, jab, jab, nice.

Nice, nice.

- Hey Sonny, what is it?

- Vincent, look, hey Vinnie,

how's it going, baby?

- All right.

- Do you like my kid?

What do you think, yeah?

- [Vince] Yeah,
he's got good legs,

but he's telegraphing
with his left,

he holds his mitts too
low, he better get them

up too otherwise
you're going to be

hearing a lot of white noise.

- Hey, I told you,
keep those hands up!

Everybody wants to
be Ali, you know?

- Listen I think I ran down

the guy who owns the guns.

His name's Reynaldo Sykes.

- You what?

- Yeah, well I figured
you wanted this guy

pretty bad, so I went
out in the street

to locate him.

- You don't do anything
without checking with me.

- So what did you find out?

- Well I figured since it
was taking a couple of days

to get his shipload,
that Winfield had to

be staying the area, someplace.

I called the motels
an the hotels,

saying I was Winfield,
asking for my messages.

He was staying at the
Garden Rose Motel, room 122.

- You're telling
me you just dialed

every motel in the phone
book, until you found

the right one, that simple?

- Yeah, that simple.

- That simple,
finally I got somebody

with brains working for me.

So how's that get us Sykes?

- Well, I found one
of his associates and

I gave her your number.

I said if they wanted
they merchandise back,

to contact me within 24
hours, or it goes overboard.

- Oh boy, I like that.

[somber music]

- [Tony] Charlie.

- Mr. Greco, I was
just checking out

what's happening with
that, I can't seem to

catch a winner.

- Clear it out,
spend an afternoon

at the track.

Let's go Cal, start
checking the joint out,

make sure it's
empty, take upstairs.

Come on, come on, let's go.

[knocking]

- Gas leak!

Come on!

Gas leak!

- Here they come!

[ominous music]

- Ba dum, would you look at her?

- What the hell is that?

He bring a broad to the meeting?

This guy wouldn't
last six seconds in

the Rabid Rabbit.

They'd plaster him
all over the walls.

[chuckles]

- Is that all?

- So what sells best,
the frozen corn,

or the peas?

- Sonny Steelgrave,
that's my brother Dave.

You must be Sykes.

- I'm pleased to make
your acquaintance,

Mr. Steelgrave.

This is my chauffer
Dieter Hausk and

my secretary, Raya Montenegro.

- Nice to meet
you, why don't you

sit right here and make
yourself comfortable?

Well, why don't
you gentlemen keep

your jackets buttoned
and your hands

at your sides?

Okay, let's lay it out here.

According to
Winfield's assistants,

whom we are currently detaining,

Winfield says that he
was producing these guns

for you at the rate
of 3000 per week.

You've asked for deliver
of over 10 thousand

in the next month.

At roughly 200 dollars per,
that's two million dollars.

You need a way to
export it, we got it.

We're thinking of an
export and handling fee,

and 10 percent of the retail.

- Mr. Steelgrave, do
you know what these are?

- May I?

Norman Winfield
created the greatest

single hand weapon to
date, capable of firing

over 20 rounds per
second, it is also

a compact rocket launcher.

[clunk]

- Yeah, and I got a toaster
that makes popcorn, so what?

- Any number of men
armed with a WAR-15

is increased in
strength tenfold.

Any tiny nation, even a
small band of guerrillas,

totalling only 100
can now be equipped

into a thousand men.

And when Winfield tried
to sell this weapon

to your government,
they turned him down,

so he came to me.

I bought Mr. Winfield
and this sort of weapon,

I paid much.

I built the factory
that manufactures them.

These are mine, why
should I pay you

to get back that which I own?

- Because we have them.

And in my neighborhood,
possession is nine-tenths

of the law.

The other 10, we
don't care about.

- I did not come
here to be extorted.

- I didn't come here to
play bocce ball either.

Now you're the one
who had the nerve

to come into my area, my dock.

You're conducting criminal
business on my property,

and I can't take the heat,

so where do you
come off, mister?

- Sonny's right, we don't
do this for our health.

You came to our turf
to do illegal business,

you should have came to see us,

so we get our taste.

- I did, I gave Winfield 100
thousand dollars American,

to be paid in full for
the export of my weapons

from your pier.

- Well, I run everything,
it goes through

Greco Marine enterprise,
Winfield never contacted anyone.

- I gave the money to
Winfield personally.

[suspenseful music]

- We have a situation
here to work out.

We didn't get paid
for our services,

but we have your guns.

- I think I hear
something next door.

- Check it out.

- Where's he going?

- Downstairs to get
a pack of smokes.

- [Sonny] Look pal, it's
not up for discussion.

You think you can come down here

and pull my nose?

[suspenseful music]

You're operating a gun hustle,

you didn't tell my boys.

- [Sykes] Perhaps
it would be wise to

think before you
speak, Mr. Steelgrave.

I'm not a man who
enjoys being threatened.

[crash]

- Don't try it.

[gun shots]

[suspenseful music]

[gun shots]

[gun shots]

[guns shots]

[tires screech]

[eerie music]

- Sonny, Sonny?

[coughs]

[somber music]

[ominous music]

- Somebody coming,
let's be alert.

- Excuse me, is it possible

for someone to help me?

My tire is flat.

[gun shots]

- All right, Dieter.

I want all crates with
Sendrakes International

shipping labels loaded
aboard, I want to on the way

within the hour, Captain.

Come.

- How is he?

How is he?

- Stable, Doc says.

Doesn't look to good right now.

Best shot he's got
he has is if he

comes around tonight.

- So I ran into
Angela downstairs,

she said Sykes's
men hit the dock,

took the ship and
the load of guns.

- Perfect little operation, huh?

- Only screw up is,
the didn't get me.

- Yeah, me too.

- I don't think it
was any mistake.

- Hey, what is it with you,

we were both right
in the middle of it.

- You were right in
the middle of what pal,

you were right next door,
checking out termites.

- I don't gotta
explain nothing to you.

- It's not me you gotta
worry about, wiseguy.

- Tracy.

Tracy, I'm sorry
about your father.

- Were you there?

- Does it matter?

- Nobody does anything without
checking with me first.

[phone rings]

- Mike Terranova, what's up.

- Agent four,
five, eight, seven.

Day code style section,
ident procedure

is dogs groom, palladium,

- Hey, how's my favorite nephew?

Are you calling
from your new job?

- Negative, I'm on a payphone.

- Access clear.

- I may be going
to the funhouse,

I'm gonna need a trapdoor.

- [Lifeguard] Go.

- Greco, Anthony, I found out he

banks at Federated Bank,
Pittsburgh Avenue branch,

I'd like him to come
into some money,

a little under a hundred grand.

- What kind of trail
are we leaving when

we make the deposit?

- A really striking Latino girl,

dark hair, long legs,
a real head-turner,

and as soon as you
can, maybe take him

on a tour of our
better facilities.

And drop him down a rabbit hole,

he's beginning to breathe on me.

- In motion, day
code remain active?

- Oka, Uncle Mike.

- Who were you talking to?

- That was my bookie.

- Bookie?

Make sure you don't make
any plane reservations,

I'm sure Sonny
will wanna see you.

- Is he awake?

- He'll call you
when he wants you.

In the meantime, Rico here will

make sure you
don't trip and fall

onto a Greyhound bus.

- All right.

- [Sonny] How's Rita and Tracy?

- Julia and Carmilla
are with her.

My sister's coming up
tonight, and they're okay,

you just get better.

You let me and Carmine
handle everything

for a while, hmm?

- I really appreciate
you flying up here, Nick,

taking care of the
funeral arrangements.

- Come on, will you?

Everything is okay.

- Nothing is okay.

Not until I take
care of this Sykes

and his flamenco
dancer. [coughs]

I want out of here,
are you gonna get

me out of here, or what?

- Your doctor says you're
all ripped up inside.

- I'm not gonna go
jitterbugging, Nick.

Now just get me out, okay?

Get the damn ambulance
and a stretcher.

- Okay, okay, we'll
get you out of here.

Carmine, go and
find a doc, okay?

Sonny, you're okay?

- I'm fine, where's Vinnie?

Outside, Tony and Rico
have been keeping him warm.

Get him in here.

- Vinnie.

- Hey, Sonny, how you feeling?

- Dave is dead, my
brother is dead.

What happened, Vinnie?

What the hell happened?

- I was in there
with the rest of you.

- You were nowhere.

In fact, you were
out in left field

when the whole
shebang went down.

That chick, did she send
you a signal, Vinnie?

- No, Tony told me
to go next door,

see who was in the next room.

- You said you heard something,

there was nobody next door.

- What are you kidding me,

are you tell me I
was part of a setup?

- Do I look like
I'm kidding you?

I'm lying here full of grief,

sucking wind through
bullet wounds. [coughs]

You think I'm fooling around?

- No.

- This whole thing
went lousy from

the first day I met you.

Sykes, with these
guns on my pier,

how easily you located
him to set up that meet.

- I explained how
I did that, Sonny.

Just took some
legwork and some luck.

- Luck?

Dave is dead.

- I'll bet you Dave
smelled you out

Terranova, maybe you knew he was

on to you and set
this up, is that it?

- You better talk to me, Vinnie.

- Sonny, this whole
thing with Sykes

has been going down
long before I showed up.

What about Sykes saying
he paid somebody off?

- That was crap.

- I don't think so,
Sykes is player,

he knows the rules.

I think he paid the 100 grand,

just like he said.

And if he did, that
means there's a

hundred grand floating
around someplace.

Somebody took that money
without telling, Sonny,

and it wasn't me,
'cause I was still

in the Jersey tombs.

Whoever Sykes paid
figured they could just

socket the money without
telling you or Dave.

Now if I was
looking for a heavy,

I'd look at the guy
that set up the deal

with Winfield, and
that was you, Greco,

it was your pier,
it was your deal.

You had to kill
Winfield, because he gave

you the cash.

That's what got the
whole thing rolling

the wrong way.

- You shut your mouth, scum.

- He, why don't we
check your bank?

See if you got a hunk
of change in there,

maybe around like
a hundred grand?

- You're history,
punk, you're history!

- Don't touch him.

- Oh, you're dead.

[coughs]

- We'll call the bank,
we'll settle this.

[ominous music]

Rico, check it out.

- Check it out?

Sonny, I've been with
you for 20 years,

20 years.

All right, do what you want.

But I ain't gonna
stand here while

you check me out.

- I can get Sykes for you.

- What are you talking about?

He's 10 hours
across the Atlantic.

He killed Dave, and he's gone.

Yeah, but after
the ambush I called

down at the pier,
I told the guys to

remove the guns from the
crates in the warehouse.

These guys are
floating at sea with a

box full of rocks, Sonny.

- He didn't check
the guns before

he put them aboard?

- Yeah, I know
that, that's why I

put a full box of guns
on top of each stack.

You don't believe
me, call Sammy down

at the pier, you'll find out.

- I don't know
about you, Vinnie.

You move fast, maybe too fast.

We'll see.

Get that mezzo
mutt on the phone,

call him ship to shore.

I wanna lead this
one on personally.

Give me it.

- One hundred
grand was deposited

in Tony's account.

And get this, Sonny,

a good-looking
Spanish broad put it

in there for him.

[suspenseful music]

[clunk]

[slam]

- Don't bother, Dieter.

I am turning back, and
I accept your terms.

I will trade you the
killer of your brother,

my secretary, for the guns.

But how can I trust you?

- There are always
risks in business,

your guns will be
at warehouse three.

- Do not fear, cariñosa.

I will not play his
game, I do not trust him.

He will try and hit us.

[suspenseful music]

- Agent four,
five, eight, seven,

day code, style section,
beach, date, flowers.

- [Lifeguard] How
you doing, Vinnie?

- Okay, Sonny's alive, get some

federal units out to the pier,

it's gonna go down
fast, and notify McPike

and the Jersey cops.

[crash]

- You pig, I smelled you from

day one, and I was right.

Sonny should have
listened to Dave,

he could have picked
out a cop, blindfolded.

- The way he did
Stan Dermot, huh?

- You should have
seen that fat slob,

bleeding and puking
after Dave gave

him the old badda-bing
in the head.

Now I'm gonna do it to you.

You're going across the river.

- Yeah?

Well I figure you're
gonna come over with me.

Sonny already knows you took
the payoff from Winfield.

- Sonny's not gonna
believe a cop over me.

- You just don't wanna
see the picture, do you?

Sonny already knows.

They went down to your
bank and found out

about the 100 G's
deposited there.

Nice try, but I don't
have a hundred G's

in the bank, I'm not stupid
enough to put it there.

- Yeah, I know,
that's why I made

the deposit for you.

Sonny's men are
all over this burg

looking for you, and
it's not give you

a raise, genius.

- You're bluffing,
you're bluffing.

- I just came from the hospital.

You may as well
stick that blaster in

your ear and save
yourself the drive home.

It's gonna be a lot
quicker and easier

than Sonny's gonna make it.

[sirens wailing]

[thudding]

[gun fires]

[thudding]

[gun shots]

[thudding]

- Vinnie!

Are you all right?

- Yeah, the Lifeguard
traced the call.

Dave Steelgrave killed Stan.

Tony here was the accomplice,
maybe the wheel man.

You can close that one out.

- I don't know any
Stan, and after I

talk to Sonny, you're history.

- Your best bet is
to cooperate, Tony.

Maybe these guys will
take pity on you,

and put you in the
witness program.

- They can jam the
witness program,

there's no way I'd
ever talk to you pigs.

- Oh, good, have
it your own way.

But you better look
around when you

stick your head out of the hole,

Sonny will be waiting
to take it off

and send it home in a hat box.

- Oh don't you worry, Vinnie.

He won't pop up while
you're still under;

I'll make sure of that.

Get him out.

[somber music]

- Something wrong?

- Yeah, this guy happens to be

fond of ambushes.

I already saw one
of his maneuvers

up close, I don't
feel like a rematch.

- He comes in here, we tank him,

don't worry about
him, leave it to

me and my guys.

[ominous music]

- Hey Vinnie, what
is that, the cops?

- Nah, I don't
think it's the cops.

[hissing]

[explosion]

[suspenseful music]

[gun shots]

[gun shots]

[gun shots]

[hissing]
[explosion]

[gun shots]

[explosion]

[gun shots]

[ominous music]

[sirens blaring]

[gun shots]

[explosion]

[gun shots]

[blast]
[hissing]

[explosion]

- Thank you gentleman,
federal matter.

- Sometimes I can't get
enough of you, Frank.

- Yeah, we'll see if you still

love me after I bust you.

[somber music]

- I heard you were
leaving tonight.

- I'm gonna take my mother out

to California and
get her away from

all this publicity.

We both have a lot of
crying and thinking to do.

Go spend some time with
your mother, Vinnie.

Don't let her go
without finding out

who she is.

Don't wanna make the
same mistake I did.

- Make sure Nick takes
care of Rita and Tracy,

I want everything done
first class, naturally.

- Sonny.

- Thanks for coming.

- How you feeling?

- I'm okay.

Arm's still a little stiff,

but it's still gonna
take some time.

- Yeah, get that old
left hook back, huh?

- Marvin Ketchel's
gonna defend you,

he's real good at it.

Says he can get you off.

- I really appreciate
this, Sonny.

- We'll see.

Rico says you handled
your end pretty good

at the pier.

But I keep losing good
men with you, Vinnie.

- Sonny, we were gonna go down,

one way or the other.

Somebody called those
feds beforehand,

Tony maybe?

- Well, well.

No one told me
they took the tubes

out of you yet, Sonny.

I would have sent
you a big basket

of fruit, but I figured
I'd wait and see

if you died, put the money into

a nice wreath.

- You know what the trouble
with you is, frisbee?

You don't know when
your luck has run out.

Now why don't you give
me a break and back off,

I'm in mourning.

- Oh yeah, your
greaseball brother ate

the big one down at
the Blue Angel, right?

Tony Greco's been
telling us all about it.

You'll be hearing from us.

Oh, and my condolences.

- So it's the feds
who picked up Tony.

- The feds didn't pick him up,

he probably ran
to them for cover.

- What can I do for you, Sonny?

- Get in.

I wanna trust you, Vinnie.

You're one of the best I've

ever come across.

Dave had his doubts,
maybe I do too.

So you and me, we're
gonna make a pact.

- I'm with you, Sonny.

- That Fed, Hawthorne.

I wanna do him.

We're gonna do him
together, you and me.

Tonight.

We'll do him for Dave.

[ominous music]

- You sure he's alone?

- His wife and kids
are at the movies.

Vinnie.

You pull the trigger,
kill this Fed for me?

I'll trust you forever.

[sighs]

[knocks]

- What the hell are you--

[gun blasts]
[crash]

- There's a warning you

can't walk away from, dog meat.

[tires screech]

- [Frank] Okay,
okay, you're dead,

you convinced me.

- Geez.

Oh man, my wife's
gonna have my tail

for busting that
mirror like that.

- Well, you're moving anyways.

- He now, you promised
me someplace warm.

- As long as you're
out of sight.

That oughta set his
cover real good.

Let's see what he brings us.

- [Vinnie] Want me
to drive, Sonny?

- Yeah, for the last time.

You're through being
a driver, Vinnie.

You're taking over
Greco's action.

You're moving up.

[triumphant music]

[upbeat triumphant
instrumental music]