Wiseguy (1987–2009): Season 3, Episode 6 - How Will They Remember Me? - full transcript
Some things that were with Pete are found and brought to Vince. And among them is a journal written by his father wherein he talks about a time when he got mixed up with some mobsters.
- [Narrator] Tonight on Wiseguy.
- I wanted to leave
Carlotta and the boys
something to remember me by.
I'm hear making a C note in
change a week, that's it.
- C note in change.
If you keep doing
what you're doing
you'll be doing it till your 90.
We could offer you something.
- There are other possibilities.
- I didn't say yes, I
didn't say no either.
That means I said yes.
I wanted to make a
few extra dollars,
not get involved in a killing.
- Not you too, Pop.
(dramatic music)
♪ Remembering you,
remembering you ♪
♪ Remembering you,
remembering you ♪
♪ Your photograph
pinned to the wall ♪
♪ The letters you wrote
♪ I kept them all
♪ I dream of you always
♪ But my dreams
don't come true ♪
♪ Forever remembering you
♪ Remembering you
♪ Forever remembering you
- [Monsignor] I
uh, rang the bell.
I took a chance in
finding you out here.
- What is this?
My brother's been
dead over a year.
- I just found it an hour ago
in the attic of the church.
I thought all his effects
have been given to the family.
He must've put it
up there himself.
Why, I don't know.
- Well, thank you.
- I miss him too.
Terranova has always been a
respected name in this parish.
Now that your
mother's moved away
you're the last one to carry it.
- [Vinnie] It's too
bad I'm a hood, right?
- That isn't what I meant.
- That's exactly what you meant.
You know, you people have
raised hypocrisy to an art form.
You preach love and acceptance,
but somebody gets
a label on them
all that goes out the window.
- Don't blame every priest
for my shortcomings.
Vincent, your brother's death
made me take a hard
look at my life.
I'd always tried to make people
conform to the institutional
structures of church,
and in doing that I,
I became intolerant to
their human frailties,
especially the ones I shared.
- So, this is what it's like,
huh, hearing confession?
- Peter opened my eyes.
The peacefulness that comes
from living the simple
teachings of Christ.
It'll bring you peace, Vinnie.
Peter understood that,
and his great talent was in
sharing that understanding.
Your brother was a
gift to all of us.
Bless you, my son.
- Chrissy Cavallo, good bod,
talks too much (chuckles).
Great hooters?
Well, at least you knew
what you were given up.
Assuming you did.
Now, this I don't believe.
(light piano music)
Dad, what is this?
- [John] I'm not going in
the booth to tell this.
I'm confessing right here.
I got mixed up with some guys.
Guys I knew better than
to get mixed up with.
On account of them I got a gun,
and I'll use it if I have to,
if they come after me
or Carlotta or my boys.
I got a gun, I'll use it.
I got a gun, I got
a gun, I got a gun,
and I'll use it if I have
to, if they come after me.
Angelo and Nicky were
supposed to be my friends,
and they put me right in
the middle of a death dance
between Sam Maselli
and Fatty Picado.
Ah hell, who am I trying to kid.
They didn't do it to me.
I did it to myself.
- [Angelo] Johnny boy, juice
up the truck, hit the engine.
- What're you doing?
- [Nicky] Terranova, we
gotta get outta here.
- Go go, go go, just get outta
here, I'm tellin' ya, drive!
- [John] What is
this, where we goin'?
- [Angelo] Just drive, John!
- This is trouble, Angie!
- Shut up, it's under control!
- What're we doing?
- You're doing nothing,
you're driving.
- Where?
- Johnson Street!
- For what?
- Hey, it don't matter to you!
- What're we doin' here?
- Going there, we're
gonna dump that load,
and we're gonna forget it.
You understand forget it?
- [John] My God.
- Hey, keep your
eyes on the road.
- Oh my God.
- Don't worry, just drive.
- Oh no, not you too, Pop.
- This is gonna be
a real confession.
Might as well do it from
the start of things.
Where it started is,
I'm 42 years old,
driving a bakery truck
for old man Calabria.
He still calls me Johnny Boy.
- [Mr. Calabria] Hey Johnny Boy,
get those cannolis over
to Ratazzo's first thing.
- Hey, the name is
John, not Johnny Boy.
- Hey, he don't
mean anything by it.
- [John] Yes he does,
he don't even know it.
- Uh Carlotta called,
bring home milk.
- Bring home milk.
- [Theresa] What?
- What, what what,
this, am I stupid?
You think I'm a stupid guy?
- No, you're not stupid, Johnny.
- You remember Billy Fontanaro?
- Yeah.
- Went to school with
your brother and me.
- Right.
- He's got a head like a melon,
he can't even count to one.
You know what I heard?
- [Marie] What?
- Just bought himself a
mansion in Great Neck.
You believe that?
Three acres and a
four car garage.
I'm struggling to make payments.
My boys gotta bunk
in the same room.
What a jamoke I am.
Billy the melon head.
I'm here in the prime of my
life and I'm delivering bread.
Now, what is that, you tell me?
- A job, plenty of people
without what you got.
- Hey, Marie.
- [Marie] What?
- I'm not plenty of people.
- [Mr. Calabria]
Hey, Johnny Boy!
- Yeah, I'm goin'!
Give me these.
- Take the cannoli.
Don't forget the milk.
- I won't forget the milk.
Same route everyday, same
stops at the same times.
Same faces, same streets,
same cops on the same corners.
Same, same, same.
- You don't want salami?
(hand thuds)
- Hey!
- Don't order mixed cold cuts.
You people make me crazy.
- Hey, the customer,
she is always right!
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
- Not in my shop,
you get outta here.
- Hey, hey!
- Get outta here!
(speaking in foreign language)
Get out!
(speaking in foreign language)
I had to.
I'll tell ya, John,
people make me crazy.
- [John] Yeah, I
know what you mean.
- Fix you something, salami?
- [John] Nah, no thanks.
- What's the matter
with you, John?
You look decrepit.
- You remember Billy Fontanaro?
- [Nick] Melon head?
- Yeah.
- Didn't know what
time of day it was?
You say it's 10 o'clock,
he say what time is it?
Yeah, I heard he bought a
palace up in Great Neck.
- Somethings gotta
happen for me, Nick.
I'm fed up the way things are.
- John, you think I give a
damn how many heroes I sell?
There are other possibilities.
Look, I'm going over
Angie's tonight.
Stop by, we'll have a few
beers, we'll talk, huh?
- Maybe.
- Maybe?
- Yeah, maybe.
- You keep saying maybe.
Before you know it, you
maybe'd your life away, John.
Go on, go back to the truck
if that's what you want.
People make me crazy.
- [John] Thanks for the coffee.
- Anytime.
- Ah, Mrs. Graziano,
these are the best for your
sauce this time of the year.
Here, come off of my.
Hey Johnny Boy, how you been?
- Hey, how many times
I gotta tell you
not to call me Johnny Boy?
- Hey, Nicky called,
says you wanted to talk.
Says you're thinking about
your future, about time.
- Hey listen Ang, somethings
gotta happen for me.
I gotta a wife, two boys.
I'm here making a C note in
change a week, that's it.
- Ah well, you
gotta do something.
So tonight, come over
the house, nine o'clock.
- My boys, they're
not gonna stay boys.
- A C note in change.
- Yeah, I wanna send
them to college.
- Yeah, and how many jobs
you gonna work to send them?
- Okay, Petey's no problem.
Maybe someday he goes to
the seminary, but Vinnie.
(speaking in foreign language)
You'll be lucky he
don't go to the joint
before you could
pay for his school.
You gotta make something happen.
- I'm in the prime
of my life here.
- C note in change.
If you keep doin'
what you're doin',
you'll be doin'
it till you're 90.
We could do something
for ya, Johnny.
- Nine o'clock, huh?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- And bring some fresh bread.
- How ya doin', Carlo?
♪ You go out strolling
on a Sunday afternoon ♪
Theresa Demonte, she
had a crush on me
when she was in the sixth grade.
I was in high school.
I never did anything about it,
'cause she was nothing
but a skinny, little kid.
Now, she grew up.
- Hiya, Johnny Boy.
- How ya doin', Theresa?
Theresa Demonte, she
did something to me.
- I don't wanna
know what it was.
- [Baseball Announcer]
His home run power
has kinda dimmed a
little this year.
- [John] Theresa Demonte
did something to me.
- All right, all right.
- [John] I know I should
be back driving my route,
but I couldn't pull myself away.
It was like I was
caught in a spell.
Everybody knew Theresa
was Sam Rosselli's girl,
but it didn't matter.
- We don't see you around
much no more, Johnny.
- Yeah, I've been putting
in a lot of overtime lately.
- Having any fun at all?
- Oh yeah, been havin' a ball.
You'd be surprised how
thrilling a bread route can be.
You know Mrs. Marcotti?
- [Theresa] Yeah.
- Just the other day
she orders not one,
but two loaves of rye bread.
Amazing, isn't it?
- [Theresa] (giggles) Yeah.
- Sliced even.
So, what about you?
You havin' any fun?
- Well yeah, me and Sam
get to the city a lot.
Uptown with the fast crowd.
- Yeah, yeah, must be fun.
Ah, what, with the limos and
the champagne, and whatnot.
- Yeah, that's nice,
but uh, me personal,
I always liked a man in uniform.
You must look nice
in a silk suit.
- Don't hold your
breath waitin' for it.
Nah, it's tough enough just
to keep the boys in dungarees.
- I never had
nothing growing up.
It's nice having
expensive things.
- Yeah, depends on what you
gotta pay to get them though.
- Oh Johnny, everybody's gotta
pay something for everything.
That's why you go home every
night with flour in your hair.
(beads rattling)
- Let's go.
- [Theresa] I'm talkin' to John.
You could say hello.
- Those rolls better be
fresh today, Johnny Boy.
Tell Calabria that
last batch of rolls
he sent over were day olds.
That can't happen no more.
Customers notice
the rolls are stale,
next they notice the
butter's margarine.
- Yeah, then they notice
the booze is watered.
- The point is the
kingdom could be lost
'cause there's some stale rolls.
Come on, let's go.
- I wanna finish my drink.
- Now you're finished.
Come on, move.
- [Theresa] Be
seeing ya, Johnny.
- Yeah.
- Chew Calabria out for
me, okay Johnny Boy?
What're you doin'
talkin' to that bum?
- [Theresa] He's a nice guy.
I know him since I'm a kid, why?
- Come on, he's a dot.
- [Paulie] The prince leave?
- Yeah, how could
she be with that guy?
- Whatever you're
thinkin', forget about it.
He's connected up.
People that cross Sam Rosselli
end up sediment down in Jersey.
You want another
beer, Johnny Boy?
- I'm runnin' late on my route.
You listen to me, I'm a man.
The name is John, you got it?
Hi, Mrs. Scaroni, how ya doin'?
- Good afternoon, Giovanni.
- No eight to five
jive for me boys.
This guy must belong
to the blond of the
freakin' month club.
- [Wiseguy] Yeah, I heard he
flies to Vegas twice a year.
- [Hood] He's got a bungalow
in Miami right on the beach.
Brings broads down
there by the carload.
- [Wiseguy] Michael Pug's gonna
hook me up with Sam's crew.
Set me up for life.
Martians.
- [Hood] Yo, give
me a cigarette.
- [Wiseguy] What, again
with the cigarettes.
Don't you ever buy your own?
- Yeah, maybe they're right.
You gotta be a chump
to be a bread jockey.
- Hey, Johnny Boy!
- [Baseball Announcer]
Foul, just barely.
One and two to count.
Washington, one, New York,
nothing, seventh inning.
The Detroit Tigers
will be at Yankee
Stadium on Tuesday night
for a twilight double header.
First game at six o'clock.
Regular night game,
Wednesday at eight.
- [Marie] Hmm, you
look beautiful.
- Don't start with
me, Marie, huh?
- Hey, am I your phone
service now or what?
- What?
- Angie called a half hour ago.
Wants to know when
you're coming over.
You hangin' out with
Angie and Nick now?
- Yeah well, they're
friends of mine, so what?
- (scoffs) Friends like
that you don't need.
Nick and Angelo are low
quality individuals.
- Oh I know, and I'm the
Grand Duke of Brooklyn, right?
- [Mr. Calabria] Hey, Terranova!
- What?
- [Mr. Calabria] I just
got a call from Carillo's,
you forgot to drop
off the pumpernickel.
- Oh yeah, hey,
don't worry about it.
I'll drop it off
on the way home.
- [Mr. Calabria]
Wake up Johnny Boy.
Terry saw your truck was in
front of Sam's for over an hour.
What, are you drinkin'
your lunch now?
There's a ton of guys
waitin' in line for your job.
- You know something,
I oughta quit this
stupid damn job, what?
- And do what?
- I could do a lot of things.
- Oh yeah?
- Yeah.
- Like work with Nick and Angie?
- [John] Yeah.
- You got a good
job, steady pay.
A wife who loves you to
pieces, two great kids.
Don't be common
and throw it away
like the rest of the cavemen
in this neighborhood.
- Hey hey, Marie, I
know what I'm doing.
- Oh, oh well.
Is that why you were parked
in front of Sam's for an hour?
- What's the big deal?
I was talking to him.
- Nobody talks to Sam.
Theresa have any new jewelry?
- Ah, who knows, who
looks at her jewelry?
- Theresa's more trouble
than Angie or Nick, John.
She's smarter and when
men are around her
they're, they're, they're blood
isn't going to their brains,
if you know what I mean.
- Yeah.
- And it makes them stupid.
- Mm hmm.
- Don't be stupid, Johnny Boy.
- What're you, my mother?
- What's this?
- Twister, some game
the kids play for hours.
Hey, Johnny Boy.
- [John] How ya doin'.
- Hey, John.
- Hey, Nicky.
(Angelo humming)
- Mm, we're gettin' close.
- Hey, all day in the
shop with that hot oven
I don't wanna know from cooking.
- Hey, I could stay
down here forever.
Down here I want for nothing.
I got my stool, cold beer,
the ballgames, who's better.
- What about broads?
- I'd be okay with uh, con, con.
Whatever the hell it is.
Like they got in the joint.
- You mean conjugal.
- My point exactly,
conjugal visits.
But to be truthful, I
could do without it.
With women come 98% of all
the problems I've ever had.
97% with my wife.
So uh, you give what we
talked about any thought?
- Yeah, that's all I've
been thinking about.
- Hey Angie.
- [Angelo] Hmm?
- How you play this thing?
- How the hell am
I supposed to know?
So, what do you think?
- I don't know, I ain't
never seen it before.
- Nobody knows
nothing down here.
- What's so hard.
You already drive your route.
You're punctually,
everybody knows that.
- Normally, what're
you gettin' at?
- You start small.
You run your usual
route like always,
and who would it hurt
if every so often
you pick up an envelope
and brought it to a
certain party, huh?
- Running numbers.
- Oh, you got something
against betting?
- No, I ain't got a
problem with betting.
Been to the track
a couple of times.
Bet the football card
like everybody else.
- My point exactly,
and I hear they're gonna put
off-track betting
in New York state.
- It'll never happen.
You know, this game
don't make no sense.
- So what I'm saying is
what you're gonna be doing
is gonna be legal soon.
So, why not earn some
extra money while you can?
- I don't know.
- [Nicky] I'm telling you,
this game don't make no sense.
- What's the matter with
you, Johnny Boy, huh?
You used to be a tough guy.
- Yeah, The Brooklyn Bleeder.
What'd you have something like
a hundred club fights, right?
- No, 73.
- Looks like you had a hundred
and seventy-three fights.
Here, put your hand
there, just spin it.
- [Nicky] Red hand.
- And you got nothing
to show for it.
You took a beating
from the best of them.
You'd be the last guy
I'd expect to be scared.
Get outta here!
- [Nicky] Hey, what's going on?
- What, my daughter,
she plays this game
down here with boys.
Carmella, your daughters
going to the convent!
No wonder she spends
hours down here.
All right, all right,
let's get serious.
Nicky and I are
in tight with Sam.
You get in with us,
something good could happen.
In any event, it's
gotta be better
than what you're doing now.
- [Carmella]
Angelo, get up here!
- Carmella, I'm gonna
kill your daughter!
- [Carmella] You're gonna
have to stand on line.
Now, come help me get the
groceries out of the car!
- There she goes again.
Come on, give me a helping hand,
and you, I need an
answer right away.
Coming, sweetheart!
- [John] I didn't say yes,
but I didn't say no either.
That means I said yes.
It was real easy.
Just like Angie said.
I drove my route like always.
All I had to do was pick up
an envelope here and there,
and deliver it to Angie.
Seemed like
everybody was willing
to invest a few
bucks in a dream.
All of a sudden,
people started
treatin' me different.
The ones who cared anyway.
Like I was important.
Like I was good luck for them.
Maybe they would hit the number,
and they could get
a place up in power.
I picked up an extra hundred
and fifty dollars a week.
Now, who could that hurt?
Marie was onto me first.
Nobody told her
anything, she just knew.
- Hey, are these fresh?
- Yeah, sure thing, I
checked them myself.
- Yeah well, they better be.
- [Baker] Anything you need,
John, you just gotta ask.
- [John] Yeah.
- [Marie] They better be.
- Hey, will you give me a break.
- I heard you
changed your route.
- Yeah, so I stop at
Sam's first, so what?
He's got trouble with the rolls.
It's just customer service.
- Yeah, I know what
customers you servicing.
- And what does that mean?
- Exactly what it sounds like.
- Marie, do me a favor.
- What?
- Don't tell Carlotta
anything you think you know,
'cause you don't know nothing.
Hey, Theresa.
(light saxophone music)
- [Fatty] You told me
too many times already!
- [Sam] But you're
not be reasonable.
- [Fatty] Hey, I
know what I know!
I don't have to be reasonable!
It's as plain as the
nose on your face!
What do ya think
I'm like every other
stoonage you been robbing?
- Hey.
- Shh, the fat man's in there.
- [John] What's going on?
- You don't wanna know.
- John, do yourself a favor.
Leave the rolls and take off.
- [John] I was delivering
them personally.
- Hey, it's your funeral.
- [Sam] I see you
do the same thing.
You taught me everything I know
about doing business
and I'll drop him--
- I'm going the talking now!
That you could do this
to me is what hurts.
- Fatty, I do nothing
to you, I worship you.
- I bring you into
the organization.
I dry you off behind the ears,
and then I get envelopes
from you and they're light.
- What're you talkin' about?
I would never cheat you.
- Hey, I didn't come
here for the calamari.
- (chuckles) Everything that
was supposed to be in there
is in there, honest to God.
- Eh, you were a small time
hustler when I picked you.
I picked you because I figured
you were smart enough to know
who to hustle and who to not.
I'm the not!
- Fatty look, I wouldn't--
- Shut up.
- Well, take what you
think I owe you then.
- Eh, it's not the money.
I pride myself in my
ability to pick talent.
I don't like it when I'm wrong.
- Fatty, you're not wrong.
- Uh huh, I'm wrong and
that's what hurts me,
and that's what's
gonna hurt you.
- Fatty, don't go, hear me out!
You gotta listen
to me, anything!
Fatty, what's mine is
yours, you know that, Fatty!
What're you morons lookin' at?
- I brought your
rolls, they're fresh.
- What do I care?
Leave them and get out.
Give me some Canadian, neat.
That slob comes over
here from Flatbush
telling me what to do.
- I don't think you
should be arguing
with that gentlemen,
sweetheart, here.
- Who asked you to think?
- Babe, Ricotta's dangerous.
I just don't wanna see
you hurt, that's all.
- Oh, you don't think
I can take care of him.
- [Theresa] Sam, it's
not what I'm saying.
- Shut up.
(hand thuds)
- Oh Sammie, I'm
sorry, I'm sorry!
- [Sam] I'll show you how sorry.
(Theresa screaming)
(hand thudding)
You gold digging little slut.
I'll put you back on the street.
(Sam grunts)
You two-bit slob, you
put your hands on me?
(fist thudding)
Come on, he's mine!
Come on, get up!
(Sam grunting)
(table thudding)
- [Theresa] No, stop
it, stop it, stop it!
Sammie, you better stop!
Angie, stop them, stop them!
- You stop them.
- You stop them.
- Get off him, get off
of him, get off him!
Oh Sammie, Sammie.
- You're dead, Terranova.
Get away from me, I'll kill
him and I'll kill you too.
- If I ever hear
you touch her again
I'll come back here
and give you better.
If you wanna come after me
don't send your minions to
do your dirty work for you.
- Kiss your wife
and kids goodbye.
- What?
(fist thuds)
- No, no, stop, just get
out, get out, just get out!
- You don't ever
mention my family again.
You're nothing but
a two-bit hood.
Who's a dot now?
- [Theresa] Oh
Sammie, oh Sammie.
I'm so sorry what I did.
Could you ever forgive
me, sweetheart?
Oh, what he did to you (crying).
- [John] What have I done?
- Johnny Boy, Johnny!
Come on, come on, come on.
What's the matter with you, huh?
What're you nuts?
- [Nicky] What about the job?
- Hey hey, one at a time.
What's goin' on?
- Sam's gone crazy.
- He's tearing his place apart.
- Theresa?
- It's not Theresa
he's crazed over.
You gotta get outta Dodge.
- [Nicky] My advice
is head for the Andes,
and that ain't far enough.
- Friends are
friends, Johnny Boy,
but we can't protect
you on this one.
- I can protect myself.
- For what, a loaf of
pumpernickel bread?
Come here.
- Come here.
- What?
- [Angelo] I got something
for you, Johnny Boy, huh?
Hold on a second,
ah, this stuff.
Here, something you
need, Johnny Boy.
Numbers are filled
off nice and clean.
I want you to have it.
(light orchestral music)
- [John] The business
with Sam happened so fast.
You do stupid things.
Not beating him up.
I'd do that again in a second.
Calling him out, that
was a stupid thing,
because I put myself
in the position
of losing everything I
love, Carlotta, my boys.
If Sam takes me out,
I hope Pete and Vinnie
read this someday.
I want you boys to know I
wasn't afraid to die like a man.
I hope I live like one,
but I sure as hell wasn't
afraid to die like one.
I know I didn't talk to you
boys the way I should have.
You couldn't have learned
much from me anyway.
You're a smart boy Pete.
You care about people,
and if you do become a priest
I know it'll be for
all the right reasons,
and I know you'll be a good one.
Vinnie, I know things between us
haven't always been too good.
Everybody says
you're a wild kid,
and I got on ya because
of school and the cars.
It was like I was lookin'
at myself all over again.
The difference is you got
more brains than I ever had.
You got strength, you got heart,
and down deep you
know what's right.
I've always been
proud of you, Vinnie.
I'm proud of you now.
- You could have six
grenades and a Tommy gun,
it won't help.
You better get outta
New York while you can.
You knocked the
crap outta Rosselli.
You don't think it's gonna
spread like the plague?
Everybody knows.
- Carlotta and the
boys don't know.
- They will.
- But he had it
coming to him, Marie.
- He's had it coming
to him his whole life.
The only reason he
hasn't gotten it till now
is everybody but
you is too smart
to walk into his club
and start swinging.
You gotta run, John.
- Hey, this is my neighborhood.
I was born here.
- You don't run, you die here,
and your kids won't
have a father.
- And if I run they won't
have a father either.
- So, you send for them.
At least you'll be alive.
Rosselli ain't gonna let you
get away with what you did.
He can't and still
have the power.
Can't you see that?
- Yeah, I do see that,
but if I start runnin'
now I'll never stop.
I'll have to sleep with
one eye open all the time.
I can't live like that.
I won't live like that.
- I don't know what
to say to you, John.
- Well, whatever you say
don't say be careful.
I don't mean that, okay.
- Okay, what you uh,
what you put back there,
can you use it?
- Marie, it don't take
no PhD, know what I mean.
- Yeah.
- Listen to me, listen to me.
- What?
- If anything happens, you
don't know nothing, okay?
You and me, we didn't
see each other today.
- Okay, okay.
- Okay, you take
care of yourself.
- All right, come here.
- [Angelo] Johnny Boy, juice
up the truck, hit the engine.
- What're you doin'?
- [Nicky] Terranova, we
gotta get outta here!
- Go, go, go, just
get outta here.
I'm tellin' ya, drive!
- [John] What is this,
huh, where we goin'?
- [Angelo] Just drive, Johnny!
- This is trouble, Angie!
- Shut up, it's under control!
- What're we doin'?
- You're doin' nothing,
you're drivin'.
- Where?
- Johnson Street.
- For what?
- Hey, it don't matter to you.
- What're we doin' here?
- Goin there, we're
gonna dump that load,
and we're gonna forget it.
You understand forget it?
- [John] My God.
- Hey, keep your
eyes on the road.
- Oh my God.
- [Angelo] Don't
worry, just drive.
- [John] Rosselli.
- Yeah I know, he
wrapped him up.
- I thought it was Theresa.
- Who would want
to Theresa, huh?
- I thought Sam did.
- They was gettin' into
it at the club again.
Sam must've grabbed it
before Picado's boys came in.
- How do you know it was Picado?
- How do I know?
In Sam's mouth.
- Well, where's Theresa?
Is she all right?
- Her place, she's got some of
Sam's brains spilled on her.
Otherwise, she's unscathed.
- Well, why are we
puttin' him here?
Why don't we take him out in
to the Island to the woods?
- Because we don't
wanna run around
any longer than
necessary with a stiff.
(John sighs)
Besides, old Sam built this
building from the ground up.
He always said there was a
part of him in it (laughs).
- Hey Angie, my wife
would like that carpet.
You think the stains
would come out?
- [Angelo] Ah, no
problem, I know a guy.
- Hey, you stupid
son of a bitch.
You sucked me into this, Angelo.
On account of you
I'm a wheelman.
- Huh, I didn't suck
you into nothing.
You were the one
that came to us.
You were the one that wanted
to make a career move.
I wanted to make a
few extra dollars,
not get involved in a killing.
- Cut the dramatics, huh.
You got involved in a dumping.
- Do you know how
lucky you are, huh?
You had the sword of Socrates
hanging over your head
and you dodged it.
- Sam wanted us to clip
ya, but we declined,
on account of we know ya.
Now, he was about to call
in his sure man from Philly
when they, when they popped him.
- But the cops are
gonna find him.
- Nobody's gonna find nobody.
That's what the lime is for,
so he don't aerate
the neighborhood.
- But people are gonna
notice he's missing.
They're gonna ask questions.
Everybody knows I
gave him a beatin'.
Somebody talks, the cops
are gonna come to me!
- You worry too
much, Johnny Boy.
- Hey Johnny, they
got nothing on you.
You were out delivering
on Montague Street
when it happened.
We'll back you up.
- I'm not used to lying, Nicky.
- Well, you wanna
be in this business
start cultivating the habit.
- [Nicky] Come on, let's get
the hell outta here, huh.
- Don't just stand there,
grab this, come on.
- [John] Oh Madone, oh Madone.
- Get the lime, huh.
- What am I doing
here, oh Madone.
- Hey, I said now!
You know, Sam's dying is not
a completely negative thing.
Nicky and me work
for Picado now.
Only we're one notch
higher up the ladder.
You see uh, we move up,
we take you with us.
- Timing's
everything, huh, John?
- See, you decided to make
something happen, it happens.
- [Theresa] Oh Johnny, what
they did to my Sammie (crying).
- Maybe you go find somebody
that'll treat you better now.
- What're you talking about?
He loved me.
- Look Theresa, I know
he bought you things,
but he smacked you around.
- Only now and then.
That was just his way.
He loved me.
Soon as the season
was over at Belmont
we was gonna get married
at Saint Dominic's.
Sam's brother Nunzio,
he had the honeymoon
suite at the Sand's
set up for us and everything.
Another couple of long shots,
Sam's got the down payment
for a house in Bay Ridge,
but that's over, Sam's killed.
- Look Theresa, here.
The boys gave this
to me to give to you.
- Oh, you're such a
sweet guy, Johnny.
- Well.
- You know, when I
was in the sixth grade
I had a terrific crush on you.
- You did, huh?
- Yeah, you don't remember
me hanging out at the field
waiting for you to
finish practice?
I would stand in the
rain and watch you.
- [John] Yeah, I remember that.
- Best thing that
could happen to me
be to find a guy like you,
but if I found him I
probably wouldn't want him.
What're you gonna do now?
- Oh, I don't know.
Stay as far away from
Nicky and Angelo as I can.
- Yeah, I could never figure out
why you was associating
with them two.
- Well, I figured they was
gonna make things happen for me.
Running the numbers, extra
money, seemed like a good thing.
Those guys, man, those guys.
You know, when they left the
sub shop and the grocery store
they had a sense of
style about them.
You know what I mean?
- Yeah, I know
exactly what you mean.
- I mean, my whole life
I never had no style,
and I always wanted to do more,
but not just for me, for
Carlotta and my boys.
So, I figured running the
numbers, right, who's it hurt?
Well, playin' them is one thing.
I mean, everybody's
got a right to dream,
but runnin' them, no,
that's a different story,
because you're whoring yourself
into other people's dreams.
I got no guts for this
business, Theresa.
Maybe I got no guts at all.
It's only the guys with the
guts that really make it big.
Guys like me play it safe.
- That's not guts, Johnny.
You're an honest guy who
works hard for a living.
- Yeah, and what
has it gotten me?
I gotta go back out
to that bread truck
and make my C note in change.
I wanted to leave
Carlotta and the boys
something to remember me by.
I wanted to have
something to leave them.
- Money spends, Johnny.
- Yeah.
- [Theresa] Oh, Johnny.
- All I ever wanted was
my boys to be proud of me.
Is that too much to ask?
That's the only thing
I ever really wanted.
(light piano music)
How will they remember me?
(light piano music)
- Daddy (crying).
(delivery men chattering)
- Hey, is there anything
I can do for you?
- No thanks.
♪ Forever remembering you
♪ Remembering you,
remembering you ♪
- Can I help you?
- A half a dozen
pizzelles, please.
- Sure, Vinnie.
I'm Marie Bellatti.
I used to work with your father.
- I haven't been in here
since I was 10 years old.
- Oh, you got your
father's face (chuckles).
Yeah, I remember when he
used to bring pizzelles home
for you and your brother.
- Yeah, I remember that too.
- He was a good man, big heart.
We was here together the
day it gave out on him.
Say, how's Carlotta?
- She's fine, thanks.
- Well, you tell her
hello from me, you hear.
- I will, thank you.
- Yeah.
Ciao, bambino.
♪ I dream of you always
♪ But my dreams
don't come true ♪
♪ Forever remembering you
♪ Remembering you
♪ Forever remembering you
♪ Remembering you
♪ Forever remembering you
(dramatic music)
(whimsical orchestral music)
- I wanted to leave
Carlotta and the boys
something to remember me by.
I'm hear making a C note in
change a week, that's it.
- C note in change.
If you keep doing
what you're doing
you'll be doing it till your 90.
We could offer you something.
- There are other possibilities.
- I didn't say yes, I
didn't say no either.
That means I said yes.
I wanted to make a
few extra dollars,
not get involved in a killing.
- Not you too, Pop.
(dramatic music)
♪ Remembering you,
remembering you ♪
♪ Remembering you,
remembering you ♪
♪ Your photograph
pinned to the wall ♪
♪ The letters you wrote
♪ I kept them all
♪ I dream of you always
♪ But my dreams
don't come true ♪
♪ Forever remembering you
♪ Remembering you
♪ Forever remembering you
- [Monsignor] I
uh, rang the bell.
I took a chance in
finding you out here.
- What is this?
My brother's been
dead over a year.
- I just found it an hour ago
in the attic of the church.
I thought all his effects
have been given to the family.
He must've put it
up there himself.
Why, I don't know.
- Well, thank you.
- I miss him too.
Terranova has always been a
respected name in this parish.
Now that your
mother's moved away
you're the last one to carry it.
- [Vinnie] It's too
bad I'm a hood, right?
- That isn't what I meant.
- That's exactly what you meant.
You know, you people have
raised hypocrisy to an art form.
You preach love and acceptance,
but somebody gets
a label on them
all that goes out the window.
- Don't blame every priest
for my shortcomings.
Vincent, your brother's death
made me take a hard
look at my life.
I'd always tried to make people
conform to the institutional
structures of church,
and in doing that I,
I became intolerant to
their human frailties,
especially the ones I shared.
- So, this is what it's like,
huh, hearing confession?
- Peter opened my eyes.
The peacefulness that comes
from living the simple
teachings of Christ.
It'll bring you peace, Vinnie.
Peter understood that,
and his great talent was in
sharing that understanding.
Your brother was a
gift to all of us.
Bless you, my son.
- Chrissy Cavallo, good bod,
talks too much (chuckles).
Great hooters?
Well, at least you knew
what you were given up.
Assuming you did.
Now, this I don't believe.
(light piano music)
Dad, what is this?
- [John] I'm not going in
the booth to tell this.
I'm confessing right here.
I got mixed up with some guys.
Guys I knew better than
to get mixed up with.
On account of them I got a gun,
and I'll use it if I have to,
if they come after me
or Carlotta or my boys.
I got a gun, I'll use it.
I got a gun, I got
a gun, I got a gun,
and I'll use it if I have
to, if they come after me.
Angelo and Nicky were
supposed to be my friends,
and they put me right in
the middle of a death dance
between Sam Maselli
and Fatty Picado.
Ah hell, who am I trying to kid.
They didn't do it to me.
I did it to myself.
- [Angelo] Johnny boy, juice
up the truck, hit the engine.
- What're you doing?
- [Nicky] Terranova, we
gotta get outta here.
- Go go, go go, just get outta
here, I'm tellin' ya, drive!
- [John] What is
this, where we goin'?
- [Angelo] Just drive, John!
- This is trouble, Angie!
- Shut up, it's under control!
- What're we doing?
- You're doing nothing,
you're driving.
- Where?
- Johnson Street!
- For what?
- Hey, it don't matter to you!
- What're we doin' here?
- Going there, we're
gonna dump that load,
and we're gonna forget it.
You understand forget it?
- [John] My God.
- Hey, keep your
eyes on the road.
- Oh my God.
- Don't worry, just drive.
- Oh no, not you too, Pop.
- This is gonna be
a real confession.
Might as well do it from
the start of things.
Where it started is,
I'm 42 years old,
driving a bakery truck
for old man Calabria.
He still calls me Johnny Boy.
- [Mr. Calabria] Hey Johnny Boy,
get those cannolis over
to Ratazzo's first thing.
- Hey, the name is
John, not Johnny Boy.
- Hey, he don't
mean anything by it.
- [John] Yes he does,
he don't even know it.
- Uh Carlotta called,
bring home milk.
- Bring home milk.
- [Theresa] What?
- What, what what,
this, am I stupid?
You think I'm a stupid guy?
- No, you're not stupid, Johnny.
- You remember Billy Fontanaro?
- Yeah.
- Went to school with
your brother and me.
- Right.
- He's got a head like a melon,
he can't even count to one.
You know what I heard?
- [Marie] What?
- Just bought himself a
mansion in Great Neck.
You believe that?
Three acres and a
four car garage.
I'm struggling to make payments.
My boys gotta bunk
in the same room.
What a jamoke I am.
Billy the melon head.
I'm here in the prime of my
life and I'm delivering bread.
Now, what is that, you tell me?
- A job, plenty of people
without what you got.
- Hey, Marie.
- [Marie] What?
- I'm not plenty of people.
- [Mr. Calabria]
Hey, Johnny Boy!
- Yeah, I'm goin'!
Give me these.
- Take the cannoli.
Don't forget the milk.
- I won't forget the milk.
Same route everyday, same
stops at the same times.
Same faces, same streets,
same cops on the same corners.
Same, same, same.
- You don't want salami?
(hand thuds)
- Hey!
- Don't order mixed cold cuts.
You people make me crazy.
- Hey, the customer,
she is always right!
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
- Not in my shop,
you get outta here.
- Hey, hey!
- Get outta here!
(speaking in foreign language)
Get out!
(speaking in foreign language)
I had to.
I'll tell ya, John,
people make me crazy.
- [John] Yeah, I
know what you mean.
- Fix you something, salami?
- [John] Nah, no thanks.
- What's the matter
with you, John?
You look decrepit.
- You remember Billy Fontanaro?
- [Nick] Melon head?
- Yeah.
- Didn't know what
time of day it was?
You say it's 10 o'clock,
he say what time is it?
Yeah, I heard he bought a
palace up in Great Neck.
- Somethings gotta
happen for me, Nick.
I'm fed up the way things are.
- John, you think I give a
damn how many heroes I sell?
There are other possibilities.
Look, I'm going over
Angie's tonight.
Stop by, we'll have a few
beers, we'll talk, huh?
- Maybe.
- Maybe?
- Yeah, maybe.
- You keep saying maybe.
Before you know it, you
maybe'd your life away, John.
Go on, go back to the truck
if that's what you want.
People make me crazy.
- [John] Thanks for the coffee.
- Anytime.
- Ah, Mrs. Graziano,
these are the best for your
sauce this time of the year.
Here, come off of my.
Hey Johnny Boy, how you been?
- Hey, how many times
I gotta tell you
not to call me Johnny Boy?
- Hey, Nicky called,
says you wanted to talk.
Says you're thinking about
your future, about time.
- Hey listen Ang, somethings
gotta happen for me.
I gotta a wife, two boys.
I'm here making a C note in
change a week, that's it.
- Ah well, you
gotta do something.
So tonight, come over
the house, nine o'clock.
- My boys, they're
not gonna stay boys.
- A C note in change.
- Yeah, I wanna send
them to college.
- Yeah, and how many jobs
you gonna work to send them?
- Okay, Petey's no problem.
Maybe someday he goes to
the seminary, but Vinnie.
(speaking in foreign language)
You'll be lucky he
don't go to the joint
before you could
pay for his school.
You gotta make something happen.
- I'm in the prime
of my life here.
- C note in change.
If you keep doin'
what you're doin',
you'll be doin'
it till you're 90.
We could do something
for ya, Johnny.
- Nine o'clock, huh?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- And bring some fresh bread.
- How ya doin', Carlo?
♪ You go out strolling
on a Sunday afternoon ♪
Theresa Demonte, she
had a crush on me
when she was in the sixth grade.
I was in high school.
I never did anything about it,
'cause she was nothing
but a skinny, little kid.
Now, she grew up.
- Hiya, Johnny Boy.
- How ya doin', Theresa?
Theresa Demonte, she
did something to me.
- I don't wanna
know what it was.
- [Baseball Announcer]
His home run power
has kinda dimmed a
little this year.
- [John] Theresa Demonte
did something to me.
- All right, all right.
- [John] I know I should
be back driving my route,
but I couldn't pull myself away.
It was like I was
caught in a spell.
Everybody knew Theresa
was Sam Rosselli's girl,
but it didn't matter.
- We don't see you around
much no more, Johnny.
- Yeah, I've been putting
in a lot of overtime lately.
- Having any fun at all?
- Oh yeah, been havin' a ball.
You'd be surprised how
thrilling a bread route can be.
You know Mrs. Marcotti?
- [Theresa] Yeah.
- Just the other day
she orders not one,
but two loaves of rye bread.
Amazing, isn't it?
- [Theresa] (giggles) Yeah.
- Sliced even.
So, what about you?
You havin' any fun?
- Well yeah, me and Sam
get to the city a lot.
Uptown with the fast crowd.
- Yeah, yeah, must be fun.
Ah, what, with the limos and
the champagne, and whatnot.
- Yeah, that's nice,
but uh, me personal,
I always liked a man in uniform.
You must look nice
in a silk suit.
- Don't hold your
breath waitin' for it.
Nah, it's tough enough just
to keep the boys in dungarees.
- I never had
nothing growing up.
It's nice having
expensive things.
- Yeah, depends on what you
gotta pay to get them though.
- Oh Johnny, everybody's gotta
pay something for everything.
That's why you go home every
night with flour in your hair.
(beads rattling)
- Let's go.
- [Theresa] I'm talkin' to John.
You could say hello.
- Those rolls better be
fresh today, Johnny Boy.
Tell Calabria that
last batch of rolls
he sent over were day olds.
That can't happen no more.
Customers notice
the rolls are stale,
next they notice the
butter's margarine.
- Yeah, then they notice
the booze is watered.
- The point is the
kingdom could be lost
'cause there's some stale rolls.
Come on, let's go.
- I wanna finish my drink.
- Now you're finished.
Come on, move.
- [Theresa] Be
seeing ya, Johnny.
- Yeah.
- Chew Calabria out for
me, okay Johnny Boy?
What're you doin'
talkin' to that bum?
- [Theresa] He's a nice guy.
I know him since I'm a kid, why?
- Come on, he's a dot.
- [Paulie] The prince leave?
- Yeah, how could
she be with that guy?
- Whatever you're
thinkin', forget about it.
He's connected up.
People that cross Sam Rosselli
end up sediment down in Jersey.
You want another
beer, Johnny Boy?
- I'm runnin' late on my route.
You listen to me, I'm a man.
The name is John, you got it?
Hi, Mrs. Scaroni, how ya doin'?
- Good afternoon, Giovanni.
- No eight to five
jive for me boys.
This guy must belong
to the blond of the
freakin' month club.
- [Wiseguy] Yeah, I heard he
flies to Vegas twice a year.
- [Hood] He's got a bungalow
in Miami right on the beach.
Brings broads down
there by the carload.
- [Wiseguy] Michael Pug's gonna
hook me up with Sam's crew.
Set me up for life.
Martians.
- [Hood] Yo, give
me a cigarette.
- [Wiseguy] What, again
with the cigarettes.
Don't you ever buy your own?
- Yeah, maybe they're right.
You gotta be a chump
to be a bread jockey.
- Hey, Johnny Boy!
- [Baseball Announcer]
Foul, just barely.
One and two to count.
Washington, one, New York,
nothing, seventh inning.
The Detroit Tigers
will be at Yankee
Stadium on Tuesday night
for a twilight double header.
First game at six o'clock.
Regular night game,
Wednesday at eight.
- [Marie] Hmm, you
look beautiful.
- Don't start with
me, Marie, huh?
- Hey, am I your phone
service now or what?
- What?
- Angie called a half hour ago.
Wants to know when
you're coming over.
You hangin' out with
Angie and Nick now?
- Yeah well, they're
friends of mine, so what?
- (scoffs) Friends like
that you don't need.
Nick and Angelo are low
quality individuals.
- Oh I know, and I'm the
Grand Duke of Brooklyn, right?
- [Mr. Calabria] Hey, Terranova!
- What?
- [Mr. Calabria] I just
got a call from Carillo's,
you forgot to drop
off the pumpernickel.
- Oh yeah, hey,
don't worry about it.
I'll drop it off
on the way home.
- [Mr. Calabria]
Wake up Johnny Boy.
Terry saw your truck was in
front of Sam's for over an hour.
What, are you drinkin'
your lunch now?
There's a ton of guys
waitin' in line for your job.
- You know something,
I oughta quit this
stupid damn job, what?
- And do what?
- I could do a lot of things.
- Oh yeah?
- Yeah.
- Like work with Nick and Angie?
- [John] Yeah.
- You got a good
job, steady pay.
A wife who loves you to
pieces, two great kids.
Don't be common
and throw it away
like the rest of the cavemen
in this neighborhood.
- Hey hey, Marie, I
know what I'm doing.
- Oh, oh well.
Is that why you were parked
in front of Sam's for an hour?
- What's the big deal?
I was talking to him.
- Nobody talks to Sam.
Theresa have any new jewelry?
- Ah, who knows, who
looks at her jewelry?
- Theresa's more trouble
than Angie or Nick, John.
She's smarter and when
men are around her
they're, they're, they're blood
isn't going to their brains,
if you know what I mean.
- Yeah.
- And it makes them stupid.
- Mm hmm.
- Don't be stupid, Johnny Boy.
- What're you, my mother?
- What's this?
- Twister, some game
the kids play for hours.
Hey, Johnny Boy.
- [John] How ya doin'.
- Hey, John.
- Hey, Nicky.
(Angelo humming)
- Mm, we're gettin' close.
- Hey, all day in the
shop with that hot oven
I don't wanna know from cooking.
- Hey, I could stay
down here forever.
Down here I want for nothing.
I got my stool, cold beer,
the ballgames, who's better.
- What about broads?
- I'd be okay with uh, con, con.
Whatever the hell it is.
Like they got in the joint.
- You mean conjugal.
- My point exactly,
conjugal visits.
But to be truthful, I
could do without it.
With women come 98% of all
the problems I've ever had.
97% with my wife.
So uh, you give what we
talked about any thought?
- Yeah, that's all I've
been thinking about.
- Hey Angie.
- [Angelo] Hmm?
- How you play this thing?
- How the hell am
I supposed to know?
So, what do you think?
- I don't know, I ain't
never seen it before.
- Nobody knows
nothing down here.
- What's so hard.
You already drive your route.
You're punctually,
everybody knows that.
- Normally, what're
you gettin' at?
- You start small.
You run your usual
route like always,
and who would it hurt
if every so often
you pick up an envelope
and brought it to a
certain party, huh?
- Running numbers.
- Oh, you got something
against betting?
- No, I ain't got a
problem with betting.
Been to the track
a couple of times.
Bet the football card
like everybody else.
- My point exactly,
and I hear they're gonna put
off-track betting
in New York state.
- It'll never happen.
You know, this game
don't make no sense.
- So what I'm saying is
what you're gonna be doing
is gonna be legal soon.
So, why not earn some
extra money while you can?
- I don't know.
- [Nicky] I'm telling you,
this game don't make no sense.
- What's the matter with
you, Johnny Boy, huh?
You used to be a tough guy.
- Yeah, The Brooklyn Bleeder.
What'd you have something like
a hundred club fights, right?
- No, 73.
- Looks like you had a hundred
and seventy-three fights.
Here, put your hand
there, just spin it.
- [Nicky] Red hand.
- And you got nothing
to show for it.
You took a beating
from the best of them.
You'd be the last guy
I'd expect to be scared.
Get outta here!
- [Nicky] Hey, what's going on?
- What, my daughter,
she plays this game
down here with boys.
Carmella, your daughters
going to the convent!
No wonder she spends
hours down here.
All right, all right,
let's get serious.
Nicky and I are
in tight with Sam.
You get in with us,
something good could happen.
In any event, it's
gotta be better
than what you're doing now.
- [Carmella]
Angelo, get up here!
- Carmella, I'm gonna
kill your daughter!
- [Carmella] You're gonna
have to stand on line.
Now, come help me get the
groceries out of the car!
- There she goes again.
Come on, give me a helping hand,
and you, I need an
answer right away.
Coming, sweetheart!
- [John] I didn't say yes,
but I didn't say no either.
That means I said yes.
It was real easy.
Just like Angie said.
I drove my route like always.
All I had to do was pick up
an envelope here and there,
and deliver it to Angie.
Seemed like
everybody was willing
to invest a few
bucks in a dream.
All of a sudden,
people started
treatin' me different.
The ones who cared anyway.
Like I was important.
Like I was good luck for them.
Maybe they would hit the number,
and they could get
a place up in power.
I picked up an extra hundred
and fifty dollars a week.
Now, who could that hurt?
Marie was onto me first.
Nobody told her
anything, she just knew.
- Hey, are these fresh?
- Yeah, sure thing, I
checked them myself.
- Yeah well, they better be.
- [Baker] Anything you need,
John, you just gotta ask.
- [John] Yeah.
- [Marie] They better be.
- Hey, will you give me a break.
- I heard you
changed your route.
- Yeah, so I stop at
Sam's first, so what?
He's got trouble with the rolls.
It's just customer service.
- Yeah, I know what
customers you servicing.
- And what does that mean?
- Exactly what it sounds like.
- Marie, do me a favor.
- What?
- Don't tell Carlotta
anything you think you know,
'cause you don't know nothing.
Hey, Theresa.
(light saxophone music)
- [Fatty] You told me
too many times already!
- [Sam] But you're
not be reasonable.
- [Fatty] Hey, I
know what I know!
I don't have to be reasonable!
It's as plain as the
nose on your face!
What do ya think
I'm like every other
stoonage you been robbing?
- Hey.
- Shh, the fat man's in there.
- [John] What's going on?
- You don't wanna know.
- John, do yourself a favor.
Leave the rolls and take off.
- [John] I was delivering
them personally.
- Hey, it's your funeral.
- [Sam] I see you
do the same thing.
You taught me everything I know
about doing business
and I'll drop him--
- I'm going the talking now!
That you could do this
to me is what hurts.
- Fatty, I do nothing
to you, I worship you.
- I bring you into
the organization.
I dry you off behind the ears,
and then I get envelopes
from you and they're light.
- What're you talkin' about?
I would never cheat you.
- Hey, I didn't come
here for the calamari.
- (chuckles) Everything that
was supposed to be in there
is in there, honest to God.
- Eh, you were a small time
hustler when I picked you.
I picked you because I figured
you were smart enough to know
who to hustle and who to not.
I'm the not!
- Fatty look, I wouldn't--
- Shut up.
- Well, take what you
think I owe you then.
- Eh, it's not the money.
I pride myself in my
ability to pick talent.
I don't like it when I'm wrong.
- Fatty, you're not wrong.
- Uh huh, I'm wrong and
that's what hurts me,
and that's what's
gonna hurt you.
- Fatty, don't go, hear me out!
You gotta listen
to me, anything!
Fatty, what's mine is
yours, you know that, Fatty!
What're you morons lookin' at?
- I brought your
rolls, they're fresh.
- What do I care?
Leave them and get out.
Give me some Canadian, neat.
That slob comes over
here from Flatbush
telling me what to do.
- I don't think you
should be arguing
with that gentlemen,
sweetheart, here.
- Who asked you to think?
- Babe, Ricotta's dangerous.
I just don't wanna see
you hurt, that's all.
- Oh, you don't think
I can take care of him.
- [Theresa] Sam, it's
not what I'm saying.
- Shut up.
(hand thuds)
- Oh Sammie, I'm
sorry, I'm sorry!
- [Sam] I'll show you how sorry.
(Theresa screaming)
(hand thudding)
You gold digging little slut.
I'll put you back on the street.
(Sam grunts)
You two-bit slob, you
put your hands on me?
(fist thudding)
Come on, he's mine!
Come on, get up!
(Sam grunting)
(table thudding)
- [Theresa] No, stop
it, stop it, stop it!
Sammie, you better stop!
Angie, stop them, stop them!
- You stop them.
- You stop them.
- Get off him, get off
of him, get off him!
Oh Sammie, Sammie.
- You're dead, Terranova.
Get away from me, I'll kill
him and I'll kill you too.
- If I ever hear
you touch her again
I'll come back here
and give you better.
If you wanna come after me
don't send your minions to
do your dirty work for you.
- Kiss your wife
and kids goodbye.
- What?
(fist thuds)
- No, no, stop, just get
out, get out, just get out!
- You don't ever
mention my family again.
You're nothing but
a two-bit hood.
Who's a dot now?
- [Theresa] Oh
Sammie, oh Sammie.
I'm so sorry what I did.
Could you ever forgive
me, sweetheart?
Oh, what he did to you (crying).
- [John] What have I done?
- Johnny Boy, Johnny!
Come on, come on, come on.
What's the matter with you, huh?
What're you nuts?
- [Nicky] What about the job?
- Hey hey, one at a time.
What's goin' on?
- Sam's gone crazy.
- He's tearing his place apart.
- Theresa?
- It's not Theresa
he's crazed over.
You gotta get outta Dodge.
- [Nicky] My advice
is head for the Andes,
and that ain't far enough.
- Friends are
friends, Johnny Boy,
but we can't protect
you on this one.
- I can protect myself.
- For what, a loaf of
pumpernickel bread?
Come here.
- Come here.
- What?
- [Angelo] I got something
for you, Johnny Boy, huh?
Hold on a second,
ah, this stuff.
Here, something you
need, Johnny Boy.
Numbers are filled
off nice and clean.
I want you to have it.
(light orchestral music)
- [John] The business
with Sam happened so fast.
You do stupid things.
Not beating him up.
I'd do that again in a second.
Calling him out, that
was a stupid thing,
because I put myself
in the position
of losing everything I
love, Carlotta, my boys.
If Sam takes me out,
I hope Pete and Vinnie
read this someday.
I want you boys to know I
wasn't afraid to die like a man.
I hope I live like one,
but I sure as hell wasn't
afraid to die like one.
I know I didn't talk to you
boys the way I should have.
You couldn't have learned
much from me anyway.
You're a smart boy Pete.
You care about people,
and if you do become a priest
I know it'll be for
all the right reasons,
and I know you'll be a good one.
Vinnie, I know things between us
haven't always been too good.
Everybody says
you're a wild kid,
and I got on ya because
of school and the cars.
It was like I was lookin'
at myself all over again.
The difference is you got
more brains than I ever had.
You got strength, you got heart,
and down deep you
know what's right.
I've always been
proud of you, Vinnie.
I'm proud of you now.
- You could have six
grenades and a Tommy gun,
it won't help.
You better get outta
New York while you can.
You knocked the
crap outta Rosselli.
You don't think it's gonna
spread like the plague?
Everybody knows.
- Carlotta and the
boys don't know.
- They will.
- But he had it
coming to him, Marie.
- He's had it coming
to him his whole life.
The only reason he
hasn't gotten it till now
is everybody but
you is too smart
to walk into his club
and start swinging.
You gotta run, John.
- Hey, this is my neighborhood.
I was born here.
- You don't run, you die here,
and your kids won't
have a father.
- And if I run they won't
have a father either.
- So, you send for them.
At least you'll be alive.
Rosselli ain't gonna let you
get away with what you did.
He can't and still
have the power.
Can't you see that?
- Yeah, I do see that,
but if I start runnin'
now I'll never stop.
I'll have to sleep with
one eye open all the time.
I can't live like that.
I won't live like that.
- I don't know what
to say to you, John.
- Well, whatever you say
don't say be careful.
I don't mean that, okay.
- Okay, what you uh,
what you put back there,
can you use it?
- Marie, it don't take
no PhD, know what I mean.
- Yeah.
- Listen to me, listen to me.
- What?
- If anything happens, you
don't know nothing, okay?
You and me, we didn't
see each other today.
- Okay, okay.
- Okay, you take
care of yourself.
- All right, come here.
- [Angelo] Johnny Boy, juice
up the truck, hit the engine.
- What're you doin'?
- [Nicky] Terranova, we
gotta get outta here!
- Go, go, go, just
get outta here.
I'm tellin' ya, drive!
- [John] What is this,
huh, where we goin'?
- [Angelo] Just drive, Johnny!
- This is trouble, Angie!
- Shut up, it's under control!
- What're we doin'?
- You're doin' nothing,
you're drivin'.
- Where?
- Johnson Street.
- For what?
- Hey, it don't matter to you.
- What're we doin' here?
- Goin there, we're
gonna dump that load,
and we're gonna forget it.
You understand forget it?
- [John] My God.
- Hey, keep your
eyes on the road.
- Oh my God.
- [Angelo] Don't
worry, just drive.
- [John] Rosselli.
- Yeah I know, he
wrapped him up.
- I thought it was Theresa.
- Who would want
to Theresa, huh?
- I thought Sam did.
- They was gettin' into
it at the club again.
Sam must've grabbed it
before Picado's boys came in.
- How do you know it was Picado?
- How do I know?
In Sam's mouth.
- Well, where's Theresa?
Is she all right?
- Her place, she's got some of
Sam's brains spilled on her.
Otherwise, she's unscathed.
- Well, why are we
puttin' him here?
Why don't we take him out in
to the Island to the woods?
- Because we don't
wanna run around
any longer than
necessary with a stiff.
(John sighs)
Besides, old Sam built this
building from the ground up.
He always said there was a
part of him in it (laughs).
- Hey Angie, my wife
would like that carpet.
You think the stains
would come out?
- [Angelo] Ah, no
problem, I know a guy.
- Hey, you stupid
son of a bitch.
You sucked me into this, Angelo.
On account of you
I'm a wheelman.
- Huh, I didn't suck
you into nothing.
You were the one
that came to us.
You were the one that wanted
to make a career move.
I wanted to make a
few extra dollars,
not get involved in a killing.
- Cut the dramatics, huh.
You got involved in a dumping.
- Do you know how
lucky you are, huh?
You had the sword of Socrates
hanging over your head
and you dodged it.
- Sam wanted us to clip
ya, but we declined,
on account of we know ya.
Now, he was about to call
in his sure man from Philly
when they, when they popped him.
- But the cops are
gonna find him.
- Nobody's gonna find nobody.
That's what the lime is for,
so he don't aerate
the neighborhood.
- But people are gonna
notice he's missing.
They're gonna ask questions.
Everybody knows I
gave him a beatin'.
Somebody talks, the cops
are gonna come to me!
- You worry too
much, Johnny Boy.
- Hey Johnny, they
got nothing on you.
You were out delivering
on Montague Street
when it happened.
We'll back you up.
- I'm not used to lying, Nicky.
- Well, you wanna
be in this business
start cultivating the habit.
- [Nicky] Come on, let's get
the hell outta here, huh.
- Don't just stand there,
grab this, come on.
- [John] Oh Madone, oh Madone.
- Get the lime, huh.
- What am I doing
here, oh Madone.
- Hey, I said now!
You know, Sam's dying is not
a completely negative thing.
Nicky and me work
for Picado now.
Only we're one notch
higher up the ladder.
You see uh, we move up,
we take you with us.
- Timing's
everything, huh, John?
- See, you decided to make
something happen, it happens.
- [Theresa] Oh Johnny, what
they did to my Sammie (crying).
- Maybe you go find somebody
that'll treat you better now.
- What're you talking about?
He loved me.
- Look Theresa, I know
he bought you things,
but he smacked you around.
- Only now and then.
That was just his way.
He loved me.
Soon as the season
was over at Belmont
we was gonna get married
at Saint Dominic's.
Sam's brother Nunzio,
he had the honeymoon
suite at the Sand's
set up for us and everything.
Another couple of long shots,
Sam's got the down payment
for a house in Bay Ridge,
but that's over, Sam's killed.
- Look Theresa, here.
The boys gave this
to me to give to you.
- Oh, you're such a
sweet guy, Johnny.
- Well.
- You know, when I
was in the sixth grade
I had a terrific crush on you.
- You did, huh?
- Yeah, you don't remember
me hanging out at the field
waiting for you to
finish practice?
I would stand in the
rain and watch you.
- [John] Yeah, I remember that.
- Best thing that
could happen to me
be to find a guy like you,
but if I found him I
probably wouldn't want him.
What're you gonna do now?
- Oh, I don't know.
Stay as far away from
Nicky and Angelo as I can.
- Yeah, I could never figure out
why you was associating
with them two.
- Well, I figured they was
gonna make things happen for me.
Running the numbers, extra
money, seemed like a good thing.
Those guys, man, those guys.
You know, when they left the
sub shop and the grocery store
they had a sense of
style about them.
You know what I mean?
- Yeah, I know
exactly what you mean.
- I mean, my whole life
I never had no style,
and I always wanted to do more,
but not just for me, for
Carlotta and my boys.
So, I figured running the
numbers, right, who's it hurt?
Well, playin' them is one thing.
I mean, everybody's
got a right to dream,
but runnin' them, no,
that's a different story,
because you're whoring yourself
into other people's dreams.
I got no guts for this
business, Theresa.
Maybe I got no guts at all.
It's only the guys with the
guts that really make it big.
Guys like me play it safe.
- That's not guts, Johnny.
You're an honest guy who
works hard for a living.
- Yeah, and what
has it gotten me?
I gotta go back out
to that bread truck
and make my C note in change.
I wanted to leave
Carlotta and the boys
something to remember me by.
I wanted to have
something to leave them.
- Money spends, Johnny.
- Yeah.
- [Theresa] Oh, Johnny.
- All I ever wanted was
my boys to be proud of me.
Is that too much to ask?
That's the only thing
I ever really wanted.
(light piano music)
How will they remember me?
(light piano music)
- Daddy (crying).
(delivery men chattering)
- Hey, is there anything
I can do for you?
- No thanks.
♪ Forever remembering you
♪ Remembering you,
remembering you ♪
- Can I help you?
- A half a dozen
pizzelles, please.
- Sure, Vinnie.
I'm Marie Bellatti.
I used to work with your father.
- I haven't been in here
since I was 10 years old.
- Oh, you got your
father's face (chuckles).
Yeah, I remember when he
used to bring pizzelles home
for you and your brother.
- Yeah, I remember that too.
- He was a good man, big heart.
We was here together the
day it gave out on him.
Say, how's Carlotta?
- She's fine, thanks.
- Well, you tell her
hello from me, you hear.
- I will, thank you.
- Yeah.
Ciao, bambino.
♪ I dream of you always
♪ But my dreams
don't come true ♪
♪ Forever remembering you
♪ Remembering you
♪ Forever remembering you
♪ Remembering you
♪ Forever remembering you
(dramatic music)
(whimsical orchestral music)