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[ Thunder ]
Sam Butera: Bim bim
Bam bam
Bim bim, bam bam
Yes
Come on, baby, let's
Well, a bim bim means a squeeze
And a bam bam means a hug
So come on, baby, please
Let's bim bim, bam bam
Diddly diddly, bam, bim bim...
Joey: You're killing me, you know that?
Brick: Think-- think about it.
Oh, yeah, we'll think about it--
A long time.
All right, I'm done. How about you guys?
What is so wrong about a union?
[ Laughter ]
Wh-wh-what did I say?
Brick, you're a lock, as usual,
for "Dumbass of the Year" award.
And a union is such a bad idea?
No, no, no.
You definitely gotta run that by Nicky Black.
Oh, yeah. Definitely.
Tell him we want paid sick days,
2 weeks vacation, and, uh...
oh, time and a half if we whack somebody
after regular business hours.
Bats, don't--don't bust my balls.
Oh, and dental. Right, Mouth?
Joey: Yeah. Dental. Absolutely.
Definitely gotta have a good dental plan.
Yeah. Nicky'll kick your teeth in
and say, "There's your friggin' dental plan."
For-forget about it. I was just talkin'.
[ Loud Thumping ]
Aw, what the--
Joey: Pull over. Pull over.
All right, all right.
Jimmy Whistles.
You ready to talk now?
[ Muffled Scream ]
Huh?
[ Muffled Screaming ]
Ow!
Bobby: So where's the truck gonna be?
[ Whistling ] The Pulaski Skyway, exit 77.
Jimmy: 77.
Let's get him outta here.
Aw, jeez, Jimmy.
You need to lay off the meatball sandwiches.
Let him walk home.
Hey, any of youse guys working for Calabrese
interested in unionizing?
[ Big Rig Horn Honks ]
What the hell?
Bobby: We were friends for as long as I can remember.
And from the time we were kids,
the only thing we ever really wanted to do
was become wiseguys
and be part of the same crew.
Sometimes... dreams come true.
Time for work.
Let's punch in.
Driver: Base, this is truck 23.
I got an abandoned truck out here. There seems to--
Joey: Hey, pal. Uh-oh!
Uhh!
Ohh...
[ Trigger Cocks ]
Bobby: Joey Pistella.
How's it goin'?
Bobby: Nobody messed with Joey.
Back when we was kids in Weehawken,
our Little League coach
wouldn't let Joey be pitcher.
You throw like a girl. You stink.
I throw like a girl?
Do I act like a girl, too, Coach?
Huh? Do I?
Bobby: Everyone called Joey "Bats."
Oww!
Bobby: 'Nough said.
Hey.
Describe what we look like.
You're 2 fat Puerto Ricans.
Hey.
Bobby: Mike Donatelli.
Aaah!
Bobby: We called him "The Brick."
You hear what the hell he called us?
Bobby: Sweet guy.
Woof.
Bobby: About 10 Luckys short of a pack.
[ Lighter Case Flicks ]
There was Tony Donato.
Chicks dug him,
really thought that he was hot...
which was ironic,
considering he was one of the best arsonists
in the entire Triborough area.
OK.
Girls: Oh, my!
Hey, Mouth, how's it goin'?
OK.
Bobby: We all called Tony "Mouth"
because he never said much of nothin'.
OK!
Bobby: That would be, like, Mouth at his most talkative.
Louis Prima: And every time it rains, it rains
Pennies from heaven
Shoobie doobie...
Hey, Bobby, gonna be a good Christmas.
You bet your sweet ass.
Bobby: And there was me-- Bobby Bartellemeo.
I never had a nickname that stuck.
Now, some guys a while back,
on account of my mother being Jewish...
Hey, look, that's Bobby the Jew.
Wiseguy: Ha ha! Bobby the Jew.
Bobby: But I thought that was disrespectful.
[ Tires Squealing ]
Oh, shit!
Bobby: So, uh, the Jew thing
never really caught on.
Bartender: Here you go, Bobby.
Thanks, Louie.
Louis Prima: ...For you and me
Now come over here, boy
Woman: No.
[ Women Laughing ]
Joey: Great score, Bobby?
Yeah.
Bobby: Yeah, bein' part of a crew
was beautiful, all right.
Money, power, respect-- we had it all.
Life was for the taking, and we took it, baby.
Huh? Why live any other way?
All right. Our crew.
Good guys...
good times.
Salute!
All: Salute!
Bobby: And those good times,
they were gonna last forever.
Louis Prima: All over town there'll be pennies from heaven
Pennies from heaven
Pennies from heaven
For you and me
You said the good times were gonna last forever.
I thought we'd be dead by now.
Oh.
The union don't seem so stupid now, does it?
Huh?
Bobby: Miami Beach.
Used to be the average age around here
was, like, 82.
And then that broad Madonna
decides that this is the place to be,
and, the next thing you know,
everywhere you turn, it's women with big breasts...
and men with big breasts.
Breasts are very big here.
Woman: Excuse me.
Hi. Um, do you-- do you live here?
Define "live."
Well, we're looking for an apartment
down here at the beach,
and we were wondering--
we were wondering if anyone with an ocean view
has died here.
Woman: Recently.
No.
But if you two would like to hang out,
maybe you can be the first ones
to catch the smell.
Get outta here.
What?
Get the hell outta here.
Listen, Pops.
No. You listen.
I squeeze this ball 4 hours every day.
Now if I was to squeeze your balls,
it would take the jaws of friggin' life
to get my hands off of them.
I got nothin' to live for.
You probably wanna stick around
and be seen in an underwear ad.
Come on, Val.
How'd he know about the underwear ad?
Woman: I don't know.
Bobby: This kinda stuff,
it was happening every day now.
The Raj Mahal, where we all lived,
it was the last of the old retirement hotels
down here on South Beach.
You all right?
Forget about it.
I'm fine. A gas bubble.
Yeah, you sure?
[ Passes Gas ]
Bobby: And the four of us...
[ Passes Gas ]
we were pretty much the last of the old-timers
still hanging on here.
Comin' through!
Bobby: They were wheeling them outta here
faster than you could say "ventricular fibrillation."
And if you had an ocean view,
huh-- forget about it.
Now I just want you to imagine this
with no hospital bed and no oxygen tank
and a fresh coat of paint.
Realtor: Let's see now, where are the lights?
[ Dog Yaps ]
There we go.
Bobby: Yeah, you know what they say--
Out with the old, in with the tattoos.
And it was just a matter of time for us, too.
Ooh! A view.
Aaugh!
- Aah! - Aah!
No, no! Bats!
Bobby: Bats still had a temper.
His cardiologist said
he ran down the batteries on his pacemaker
quicker than anyone he'd ever seen.
Brick: Look at this.
I got a nice Christmas card
from Jerry No Nose up in Boca.
Aw, shit.
Bobby: The Brick?
He had ear cancer.
Bobby: He was still The Brick.
No nose. Now no ear. Regular Mr. Potato Head.
Wow. 2.50, Hallmark.
Look at this.
What a beauty, huh?
Bobby: And Mouth?
Mouth had given up talking altogether.
Constantly surrounded by so many beautiful girls,
with a prostate the size of a vidalia onion,
it was like waving candy corn in front of a diabetic.
4 old wiseguys waiting it out
in a goddamn Miami Beach hotel.
Hell must look like this room.
[ Fly Buzzing ]
Because when you stop doing what it is you love to do,
you know, like embezzlement or extortion,
you're toast-- you're done.
It's over.
At least, thank God,
we still got our ears, right?
People: Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily...
Bobby: Everything was different now.
Back when we were wiseguys,
we thought the biggest schnook in the world
was the nine-to-fiver,
scratchin' together a couple of fazools
just to pay his bills.
Row, row, row your boat
Gently down the stream...
Bobby: Well, I finally had a nickname--
Bobby the Schnook.
Row, row, row...
[ Big Band Ballad Playing ]
Bobby: Mouth danced at this place
down on the beach.
3.50 an hour and tips.
He did OK.
To this crowd, he still had "it."
And more important than sex appeal,
they thought he was a good listener.
So I says to her, "Trudy, dear,
"forget about the bridge tournament.
"Put down your cards
and let a doctor take a look at that."
She wouldn't listen. Now she has 9 toes.
The woman lives in Miami and can't wear sandals.
What's the point? Oh.
And now her grandchildren...
Bobby: Good thing Mouth didn't still own a gun.
Woman: I need a Whopper with cheese.
Bobby: And as for Bats...
woman: And I want the mayo
spread very lightly on the bottom bun.
I also want the lettuce and one pickle
Woman: wrapped separately on the side.
Look, lady, I know what the commercial says,
Joey: but special orders do upset us.
Whopper.
Whopper?
In the office.
- [ Bone Cracks ] - Aah!
Bobby: Bats must've been fired
from every Burger King in Dade County.
I don't know.
Once you're over 60,
you shouldn't have to answer to a punk named Skippy
to make a living.
And that's nothing against the Burger King people.
They make a fabulous product.
Charbroiled--
'Nough said.
Brick had gotten sentimental in his old age.
He felt that working with stiffs--
giving them a nice send-off--
squared things a little for all the guys he'd clipped.
[ Chuckling ]
Making 'em look kinda happy--
That was his trademark.
He was very talented.
I know. I've seen my share of dead people.
Trust me.
None of them ever looked
like they might break into Hello, Dolly!
When you see saint Peter,
you tell him it was Brick
who put the shine on your shoes.
Have a safe journey, pal.
Adios.
Like I said, there's nothing new.
We've checked every Neal in South Florida,
and there's nothing.
I'm sorry.
Well... we'll keep looking.
Mr.Bartellemeo,
I can't take your money anymore.
You're in the business of finding people.
This is what it costs, so find her.
Please.
There are things I...
There are things I need to tell her.
Bobby: Olivia was just 5 that Christmas.
It was right around this time that I swore to Marie
I was getting out of the life for good.
You know, for Olivia.
But... I put the wrong family first,
and I wound up doing a couple of years Upstate.
And by the time I got out,
they were gone.
All I ever heard was
Marie'd remarried some mook by the name of Neal,
they all lived in Miami.
Which is why I ended up here,
hoping some day I'd be standing at a stoplight
or sitting in a diner
and I'd look up and, you know...
how does that Sinatra tune go?
"Regrets, I've had a few."
Heh.
I only have one.
[ Hammering ]
As you get older,
things that happened nearly 30 years ago
seem more real to you
than the things that happen today.
[ Ringing On Other End ]
Hello. Yeah.
So we gonna go to dinner or what?
Yeah. It's late. It's almost 5:00.
Bobby: Friday night, without exception,
was our night to get together
and go out on the town.
[ Thunder ]
All right. It's not the Copa.
We got till 5:30 for free soup.
Hey, Pancho!
Gentlemen.
Kitchen Worker: La grande!
Cab Calloway: Have a banana, Hannah...
Sweet potato.
How's it goin', pal?
You with the gravy, Davy
Come on.
Joey: Hey, how's it goin'?
Try a tomato, Plato
- Hey. - Hey.
Tease the baloney, Tony
Let's go.
Carlos.
Joey: Hey. How you doing?
Don't make me coax you, mokes, you
Joey: Hey, how's it goin'?
Eat the tables, the chairs
The napkins, who cares?
Just like the old days.
Hey, this is a party, Marty
Well, you get the cherry, Jerry
Hey!
Yeah.
Best seats in the house, gentlemen.
Everybody eats when they come to my house
How's it goin'?
Man: OK, mister.
Here we go.
When they come to my house
Busboy: Adios, Pancho!
Brick: You're joking, right?
Bobby: Well, I would've waited, you know,
to talk to you about all this later.
Brick: What are the choices?
Double rent increase.
- Christ. - Christ.
Or if you're willing to leave by the end of the month,
they'll give you $500 as part of a relocation fee.
Un-friggin'-believable.
We didn't even get any soup.
[ Thump ]
Joey: Where the hell we gonna live now?
Aw.
I wish I'd have died when I got this.
Oh, no, don't-- don't open your shirt.
Bats. Bats, we've all seen it.
In a restaurant?
An inch further to the left,
it would've ended all this suffering.
Bats!
Joey: Be better off dead,
and don't give me any argument about it.
Hey!
[ Silverware Drops ]
Joey: We would've been better off dead!
You!
You gotta agree with me.
I'm gonna rip that hose right outta your nose.
Joey: I'm gonna do you a favor.
Your Jell-O-eatin' days are over.
[ People Gasp ]
Man: Yeah!
We like Jell-O... sir.
Heaven.
Just the way I pictured it.
All right!
I'm awake already.
What am I?
Where am I?
Nasty McKnickers.
Oh.
[ Loud Music Playing ]
Bobby Brown: That's my prerogative
It's my prerogative
It's the way that I wanna live
It's my prerogative
Mouth's gonna take every dime of the $500 moving money
and spend it on lap dances with Ferris.
His prerogative.
Forget about it.
I got an idea.
Joey: What do you think?
Bobby: Wait. You thought of this idea
exactly when?
Joey: When I was unconscious.
You know, that's when I came up
with the Lufthansa heist,
when those 2 guys--
I can't remember their names--
tried to suffocate me with a dry-cleaning bag.
Fat Pauly and Sal the Stick.
That's them.
You know Fat Pauly left the business?
He rents jet skis
down in the Tampa-St.Pete area.
Very successful.
The guy was trying to kill me.
You think I give a rat's ass
what he went on to be?
He always liked you, Joey,
except, you know, that one time.
You really are half a moron.
Would you two scavootz cut the bullshit
for one minute?!
Joey: Fine.
Brick: Fine.
You wanna talk business, let's talk business.
Fine.
Fine.
Fine.
What are we gonna need?
A shotgun, 12 gauge.
That messes up a guy's face very good.
Bobby: All right, this shotgun,
it can't be traced.
Forget about it. I know a guy.
You want something small... medium... or large?
Joey: That one.
You made a beautiful choice, Joey.
No numbers.
Cool as a creamsicle.
Thanks, Marty.
Thank the Republicans.
[ Car Playing Three Blind Mice ]
Can we trust him?
Yeah. He used to be a button man
for a crew up in Detroit.
Now he's a... good guy.
'Nough said.
Joey: Ow!
Stay off the Florsheims, you dickhead.
Hey, this way.
Bobby: This idea Bats came up with
was pretty nutty, OK,
but it was better than ending up on the street.
And if there was one thing we knew,
it was how badly people react to a dead guy.
Brick: That's him.
Joey: Why's he got that stupid grin on his face?
Looks like somebody tickled him to death.
I did that.
No shit? How'd you do that?
- With toothpicks. - No shit?
Yeah, you should've seen this guy when he came in.
Brick: He was a freakin' mess.
Now he looks like he can go skating, right?
Bobby: I thought you said
they found this mook dead on the beach,
that he's gonna get cremated.
Yeah. He's overflow from the country morgue.
So why did you take the time to--
Brick: For fun.
It was like painting a portrait,
like creating a beautiful work of art.
Like, uh, Leonardo what the fuck?
The guy who did Mona Lisa.
Yeah, yeah. That's him.
That's a good drawing.
Very good drawing.
It's hard to believe
you two guys have only been to car museums.
Brick: I gotta pee.
Joey: Just hold it.
Not with your hands, you mook!
Joey: All right, let's do it.
Joey: Do it.
- I can't do it. - It's a stiff.
I know it doesn't make any sense.
I just can't do it, that's all!
Give it to me.
I can't do it, either.
It--It looks like the pope.
What?!
Well, a little bit.
Here.
No. He's got arthritis.
You do it.
Joey: Come on.
You know how long I worked on him?
It's like asking me to deface The Last Dinner.
I can't do it.
[ Shotgun Blast ]
Joey: Oh, shit.
Brick: Let's get outta here.
Jesus.
Come on, come on.
[ Elevator Bell Rings ]
Good shot, Brick.
TV Anchor: Our top story--
South Beach residents are in shock today
over last night's shotgun murder
in the lobby of the Raj Mahal Hotel.
A source close to the investigation said,
"This has all the earmarks of a Mob-style hit."
Anchor: With a note on the unidentified victim...
A note on the victim?
Brick: I did that.
Joey: You did that?
Yeah.
"And promising more to come."
"Promising"...
Olivia: With a "Z."
OK.
No prints or serial numbers on the gun.
Very professional.
Here's a wrinkle.
Steve: Coroner thinks the guy was already dead
before he was hog-tied and shot.
Somebody is sending a message.
Steve, what are you doing here?
I asked to be put on this one.
No.
It'll give us a chance to talk.
I don't wanna talk.
How are we gonna get back together?
I don't wanna get back together.
Ok, now...
I know things have been difficult
since I went undercover.
Pretending you're someone different all the time--
it takes its toll.
I bring that home with me.
That's not what I was afraid of you bringing home.
Do you have some proof?
Do you? Do you have, like, a shred of evidence?
'Cause if you do, I deserve to know.
All right? And if you don't...
then I say we make love like it was the first time.
I ran a DNA test on a blond hair I found
when I was washing your underwear.
It matches the hair
of a secretary with fake boobs
up in fingerprinting named Lola.
Don't mess around on another detective.
And by the way,
I always hated that foot stuff.
Man: Leave it. Come on, come on.
[ Siren ]
Bobby: They all showed up--
the local news, the national news,
Entertainment Tonight,
MTV, Access Hollywood,
E! Entertainment, AOL,
the Internet,
"Rim" and Stimpy-- everybody was there!
[ Mouth Laughs ]
Bobby: It had to make you laugh.
I mean, a lot of these people would think nothing
of popping a pill from a total stranger
that was covered in pocket lint,
but a messy little murder downstairs
and, ba-da-bing, good-bye.
You guys aren't staying here, are you?
Well, you know, there aren't a lot of options
for guys our age.
The landlord said he'd cut our rent in half.
He'll give us each $1,000
if we sign long-term leases, so, you know...
Oh.
Well, you take good care of yourselves.
[ Kisses ]
Woman: And if there's anything I can do...
Ernie Andrews: 'Cause I know what's ailin' me
[ Kisses ]
I don't need no doctor
No, no
'Cause I know what's ailin' me
I've been too long away from my baby
Now I'm comin' down with misery
I got a feeling I ain't had in a long time.
Women: I don't need no bottle
Yeah, in about 15 years. Heh heh heh.
What about you?
Andrews: For my prescription to be filled
Women: I don't need no--
Ah!
Bobby: Yep. Something had been awakened
in all of us.
And I'm not just talking about, you know--
It was more than that.
After years of rotting away
in demeaning, go-nowhere jobs
and spending our entire free time
living in the past,
we were wiseguys again.
I gotta tell you,
it felt great.
Hey, how about a B-10?
James Brown: Paid the cost of bein' born
Bein' born
I paid the cost of bein' born
Man: We have a G-46.
Let's get lucky.
Man: Here comes a good one.
Woman: 6, 6, 6, 6, 6.
Man: This is N-46.
Bingo!
[ Cheering ]
Unh!
Told you so
Brick: Hey, Bobby, how about another round of Slurpees?
On me.
Bobby: Broads in the Caddy with the top down.
Huh? Just like it was when we were 30.
Woman: Whoo!
Bobby: Except now there were a lot more
pit stops involved.
It's a good thing the wind's not blowing.
Joey: You and your goddamn Slurpees.
Bobby: Yeah. It really felt like old times.
Swank is what we used to call it.
And everything should've stayed swank,
but the problem was
we were wiseguys,
and wiseguys always mess everything up.
[ Tires Squeal ]
[ Sighs ]
Hi, Bobby.
You're late.
Where is everybody?
How do I know?
I'm not my brother's innkeeper.
So, what's good here?
What is that?
This?
Yeah, that. Is that a Rolex?
You bet your sweet ass, it is.
I won it off Andy the Ice Pick
in Jersey playing cards.
You know, he used to keep it 20 minutes fast
so he'd never be late for--krrk!
You know he retired in '78 with, uh, verticulitis?
He's got a Haagen-Dazs distributorship
up in Cocoa Beach,
3 grandchildren.
What are you, editor of the yearbook?
You'd know, too, if you sent out Christmas cards.
What are you doing with that thing?
I got it out of hock
with the money I'm going to save on the rent.
Don't you understand?
Now is the time to lay low a little bit.
Only a complete dumb scavootz
Bobby: would draw attention to himself
at a time like this with a thing like that.
[ Horn Honks ]
Brick: Wow, look at that car.
12 speakers!
I got 12 speakers.
Sinatra's singing in my ear.
[ Car Alarm Chirps ]
Hi, Charlie, how's it hanging?
Hey-a, fellas. How's it going?
- Ferris. - What?
What?
What?
Oh. Ha ha ha!
Ferris: Thanks. Ha ha!
Slippery little devil.
There's not enough room in there.
Hello. Ferris, thought that was you.
- Always a pleasure. - Thanks.
- Ooh. - What?
Somebody dropped a 20.
Oh, that's mine.
Thanks.
[ Both Laugh ]
I got to talk to you guys.
In a minute. I just want to say,
your mouth--beautiful.
- Now. - OK.
In private.
What is your problem?
Huh. What is problem?
You got rocks in your head with that Jaguar.
Don't worry about it.
It's made by Ford now.
The 3 of you have gone completely stupid--
Rolexes, cars, young girls.
We're having fun. Lighten up.
Lighten up?
The cops are going to be sneaking around
asking questions.
We don't want to be drawing attention to ourselves.
Screw 'em.
Yeah, screw 'em.
Get rid of everything.
Who elected you my mother?
Ha ha.
I'm just sayin'...
until this thing blows over, OK?
Come on. Stash the wheels,
Bobby: put away the watch,
get rid of the hooker.
Ohh!
[ Gags ]
Bobby: Yeah, yeah, we were wiseguys again, all right--
fast women, fast cars, fast watches
and a scuffle in the men's room over a broad.
Brick: Don't do that. Leave him alone.
Joey: Stop!
[ Gasps ]
Let's get out of here.
[ Bobby Coughs ]
Bobby: Maybe I did misspeak.
Come on, Bobby. Let's go eat.
Bobby: But Ferris was a pro.
Mouth was hot because he convinced himself
that they had something other than
a business relationship.
I don't know, baby.
Do you think you got what it takes?
Bobby: Which they clearly did not.
Oh. All right.
Thanks, honey. I'll be right out.
I'm just gonna freshen up a little.
[ Laughs ]
Bobby: But, hey, his money, his fantasy.
No problem.
[ Ferris Hums ]
Bobby: A little tip--
If you're over 60
and you're ever in a situation like this...
Ferris: Is everything all right
out there, sweetie?
Bobby: get the blood flowing as soon as possible.
[ Ferris Humming ]
[ Ferris Gargling ]
Ferris: OK, honey,
I'm all ready for you.
Are you all ready for me?
Ferris: Ahh. Ohh. Ah.
Oh, God. Oh!
You're full of energy, aren't you?
Bobby: Those ab machines are not a bad investment,
by the way.
It's amazing.
What?
Just being with you makes me feel young again.
Bobby: Here is where the problem started.
You see, after sex--
and this is something we never knew--
Ha ha. Why would we?
Tony "The Mouth" Donato,
a guy quieter than an introverted Trappist monk,
liked to talk.
...Italian girl who lived above us by the name of Gina.
I guess my favorite is the mockingbird.
Bobby: And talk.
Although there's nothing wrong with the finch, neither.
Bobby: About anything.
Pigeons I got no use for.
Yeah, I'm still in the business.
Really?
Bobby: And unfortunately, everything.
Does that excite you?
You have to ask?
Heh heh heh.
Let me tell you about it.
OK.
There was a guy just recently that we had to take care of.
You know, clip him.
Clip?
Bobby: Blabbing to a pro.
That dumb scavootz.
This was bad news.
Right.
[ Pills Scatter ]
[ Spits ]
Ahem. "Louis Ventana,
"father of reputed South American drug--
Father of reputed South American drug..."
Bobby: Now, as bad news goes,
this was "start your car, and it goes boom" bad.
Shit.
[ Wheezing Laugh ]
That Popeye. What a mook.
[ Horn Honks ]
Paper says the old man was senile
with the Alzheimer's.
Bobby: Said he'd been missin' a couple of days
from one of them old-age homes--
You know, where they only roll out the prime rib
on Sundays when the family visits.
I figure they'd put him there
under an assumed name
so no one knows nothin'.
The old guy thinks it's prison,
so he decides to make a break for it.
Libre!
Libre!
Libre!
Ah!
Bobby: He wanders around the street
with no I.D.,
talking to himself.
Probably has one last fling.
[ Siren ]
And he ends up down on the beach.
He thinks he's back in the old country.
Adios.
Bobby: Bing! Funeral home.
Bobby: Anyway, that's what I think.
Look, this Ventana, he's a bad guy,
but if we all keep our mouths shut,
then nobody knows nothin' about nothin', huh?
Right, Mouth?
And what I said last night
about laying low--
No offense concerning Ferris.
[ Speaking Italian ]
All the best.
Olivia: Hi.
Joey: Get out of here.
Ain't no vacancies.
Except for a guy whose head got blown off in the lobby.
Ahem.
How do you know he had his head blown off?
I don't know.
He probably heard me say it.
Figure of speech.
Yeah. It's a figure of speech.
You gentlemen live here?
What are you doing here?
And why do you look like Bruce Willis?
Once this became about Ventana,
Steve: it became about drugs,
which means it's mine, like it or not.
You gentlemen hear anything the night of the murder?
You see anything?
We're 4 old men.
We live on a couple of dollars from the government.
Bobby: Huh? You give us a can of soup for dinner,
we're asleep by 8:00.
Olivia: Well, if you think of anything,
please, please call me.
Hmm.
Whoo. That's a pretty nice watch
Olivia: for a guy living off the government.
Eh, it's a fake.
Doesn't look like a fake.
What are you talking about?
He got this for 10 bucks
on the street, you know what I mean?
- No! - Joey: I ask you--
Could you do this--
Could you do this...
to a real Rolex?
Bobby: Uh, yeah, so--
So we'll be sure to call you
if we remember anything,
Bobby: Detective...
Olivia?
That's right. Thank you.
- Thank you for your time. - Thank you, gentlemen.
How old are you?
[ Telephone Rings ]
[ Ring ]
[ Ring ]
Hello.
Mr.Bartellemeo,
I ran down the information you gave me.
Bobby: Olivia.
I couldn't believe it.
It was too big a coincidence.
A cop? Forget about it.
I guess a coincidence is a coincidence
till it ain't a coincidence no more.
Joey: Yo, Bobby!
Ferris called.
Said we should come over to The Nasty.
Joey: We could have all the chicken
we want to eat
and no cover.
Do you believe our luck lately?
[ Bell Tolling ]
[ Sighs ]
A sick man...
who, in the end, forgot everything--
Even his own name.
He couldn't remember he was once padrone--
Treated with the respect of a god.
Does he look like a god to you now?
[ Organ Music Playing ]
Raul: Find out who of my enemies did this...
and bring them to me.
Si, senor.
[ Kisses ]
Ah-ah-ah.
[ Dance Music Playing, Crowd Cheering ]
Emcee: Gentlemen, on the center stage,
let's welcome the lovely Ferris.
Mmm.
[ Moans ]
The Wiseguy Orchestra: Hey, mambo, mambo Italiano
Hey, mambo, mambo Italiano
Go, go, go, you mixed-up Siciliano
All you Calabrese do the mambo like a-crazy with a
Hey, mambo, Don't want a tarantella
Hey, mambo no more a-mozzarella
Hey, mambo, mambo Italiano
Try an enchilada with a-fish, baccala
Hey, goombah
I love a-how you dance a rumba
But take some advice, paisano, learn how to mambo
If you gonna be a square you ain't a-gonna go nowhere
Hey, mambo, mambo Italiano
Hey, mambo, mambo Italiano
Go, go, go, shake like a Giovanno
[ People Yelling ]
Mambo Italiano
Shake it, baby shake it
'Cause I love when you take me
That's nice
[ Rock Music Playing ]
Hey, fellas.
That was beautiful.
Thank you.
How do you get up the pole without using your hands?
Is that an optical delusion or anything?
Mouth tells me you're the guys that whacked
Ferris: Raul Ventana's father.
Marc Ferrari, Steve Plunkett: Too hot
Too hot to stop
Man: Work that pole, baby!
Huh.
Guys must tell you lots of things.
Oh, yeah. You hear a lot of dirty little secrets
when you're in the leisure profession.
Blow.
Why? You tired of it?
[ Laughs ]
You're a funny guy.
I like guys who are quick.
Yeah, that must be so,
you being in the leisure profession.
Word has it on the street
that Ventana will pay a lot of money
to find out who popped Papa.
[ Laughs ] Well...
the street is out there,
and we're in here,
and so far, you still haven't told us why we're here.
OK.
It's real simple.
Either lover boy here is just an old gasbag,
in which case you could tell me
to go screw myself,
but if on the other hand he is telling the truth
and I open my mouth,
house of cards.
So what's it gonna be, boys?
Shall I go screw myself?
Definitely.
Brick: Yeah, definitely.
All right.
Bobby: Uh, w-w--Ahem.
Ahem.
What do you want?
I want you to whack somebody.
You want us to whack somebody?
Yeah. My stepmother.
Ferris: That's it.
You whack my stepmother, I keep my mouth shut.
Steve: Selgado, Vega, Pistone.
A lot of bad hombres here taken care of last night.
I'm sure Ventana's father'd be very proud of him.
Oh, see, now, jumping to conclusions
again there, Detective.
Things aren't always what they seem.
Bad guys always get caught,
like I caught you.
Oh, see?
9 millimeter hollow-point cop killers--
Ventana's favorite.
Yeah, I'm goin' to ballistics anyway.
I'll take it. Check this out.
What is it?
Those are the boxers that you sent to the lab,
- my boxers. - Yeah?
They're not my boxers.
They got switched in the laundromat.
Those are 34, OK?
I would roughly be a 32...
33 tops. That's it.
Remind me, why did I ever like you?
Well, because I hold your hair when you're sick,
I'm a good listener,
I go to those chick flicks with you,
and I'm not like every other asshole you've ever dated.
See, 'cause I know I'm an asshole.
Huh?
Joey: Can you believe this shit?
Whack your own mother.
Stepmother.
Well, that's family, you know?
It's a disgrace.
You know whose mother is still alive?
Frankie "The Rash" Decuello's mom Irene.
Get outta here.
I swear to God.
I got an invitation to her 100th birthday party.
Beautiful hand-engraved card.
I think Frankie must've done it up,
'cause there was a lot of dry, dead skin inside the envelope.
Shut up.
Bobby: Hey, hey, hey! Here we go.
That's her.
Joey: Oh, not bad.
How much you think that little shit Ferris
is gonna get for this?
Millions, I guess.
Look at that place.
Hey, Bobby, we really gonna do this?
We're gonna whack her?
I'm open to suggestions.
You got any ideas, Mouth?
Huh? You're awful quiet
for a guy who likes to blab so much.
He ought to do somethin' about it.
He's the one that made the mistake.
Joey: Why don't you whack her, Mouth?
OK.
Bobby: Forget about it.
Nobody's gonna whack nobody. Ha.
Couldn't even shoot a dead guy,
for Christ's sake.
Bobby: We gotta think of an idea
to get us out of this mess.
I got an idea.
Yes?
Actually, it's more of a notion.
It's--
It's more of a concept, actually.
- Not today! - Ow!
Goddamn it!
Brick: Son of a bitch!
[ Siren ]
I just tapped him.
Clear.
[ Coughs ]
I got an idea.
Heh heh.
Brick: You guys want to go for Slurpees later?
Bobby: Shush! Keep it down.
Guard: Well, like I said, uh, you know,
you're welcome to fill out an application,
but I think we're kind of lookin' for someone
a little bit more, you know, my age
that could handle a situation. You understand?
Joey: That's too bad.
I would have looked great in that outfit.
Oh.
Mind if I fill it out anyway?
[ Snoring ]
[ Muffled Scream ]
[ Muffled ] Oh! Uh! I can't breathe!
Who are you?
[ Bones Rattling ]
Brick: Uh, good. Uh, perfect.
[ Squeaking ]
Pepper: [ Muffled ] I can't-- Let me out of here!
[ Muffled Screams ]
Let me out of here! I can't breathe!
[ Tires Squealing ]
[ Squeaking ]
[ Sniffing ]
[ Sniffing ]
[ Squeaking ]
[ Sniffing ]
[ Latin Music Playing ]
[ Speaking Spanish ]
Hola.
My father.
He would have been proud.
I wish he knew.
He knows, Raul. He knows.
[ Kissing ]
The important thing is, is that I've avenged his death,
and my enemies are no more.
No one can touch me now.
[ Squeaking ]
"Druglord's house"?
Steve: Somebody's still out to get Ventana.
Probably some new guy fresh off the boat
who saw Scarface on satellite dish
too many times,
whacks Daddy, burned down the house,
let Ventana and everyone else in town
know he means to take over. Boom.
Deli Diva next door
is the unfortunate victim of burning embers.
In real estate there's only one rule--
Location, location, location.
She bought in the wrong location.
That simple, huh?
That simple.
- I don't think so. - Why not?
Hey, there's evidence missing.
What?
There were shell casings at the crime scene at Calle Real.
They're not here.
They're not accounted for.
[ Telephone Rings ]
Neal here.
[ Man Speaks Indistinctly ]
Yes, he is. Just a minute, please.
It's for you.
Hans Rolfmuller, a Porsche dealer.
Yeah, that's somethin' I'm workin' on.
Yeah. Cars for guys with small penises.
Hans. Hi. Yeah. I'll be in touch.
Don't ever call me here again.
Mm-hmm.
[ Gasps ]
Bobby: We need to talk, so be cool.
Aah!
Aah! Aah! Aah!
[ Muffled Screaming ]
Bobby: We were hired to kill you.
We thought about it.
So be nice.
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Careful with that goddamn tape.
I just had my nose done.
[ Sniffs ]
Who--Who hired you?
Joey: Your stepdaughter.
Oh, just shoot me.
But--But not in the face, OK?
Thank God her father is dead,
because this would've killed him.
You never get between a father and a daughter.
Pepper: It's a very tricky thing.
She always hated me.
The wicked stepmother.
It's ingrained from all those
goddamn Bavarian fairy tales.
The Brothers Grimm, you know?
2 Nazi gonnifs.
[ Whispering ] Oy, gevalt!
My left arm is all tingle-la-schmuntzed.
I'd give my kingdom
for half of a valium, please.
So tell me...
what is that no-goodnik doing now, huh?
For the past 5 years,
we've just sent money to P.O. boxes.
Joey: She's a stripper.
A stripper?
Pepper: Ballet since she was 6 years old
so she could pirouette to show her pupkis?
Brick: I've seen you before.
Where do I know you from?
I don't know. Nowhere.
You're Pepper, right?
For the best deli this side of Brooklyn,
come to Sol and Pepper's at 1520 Collins Avenue.
Lean corned beef, we've got it.
Juicy pastrami, you gotta ask.
Kreplach, knisches. Mmm.
Me ken lecken di finger!
So come, visit us, please.
I got a second wife to support.
[ Cash Register Rings ]
Slice the lox, Sol. I want to go shopping.
Uh.
Pepper: Slice the lox, Sol. I want to go shopping.
That's it!
You're Pepper from Sol and Pepper's!
I can't tell you
how much we love that place,
how many times I got sick
eatin' your free garlic pickles.
Oh! It's always so nice to hear that.
And your free soup! Unbelievable!
It's Pepper from Sol and Pepper's.
Joey: Who gives a shit?!
Joey: Shut up!
[ Whispering ] My consolidations about Sol.
Pepper: Oh, I know.
It's just a little over a year now.
Too much corned beef, huh?
What are you gonna do?
[ Pepper Sniffles ]
You know who your neighbor is?
Raul Ventana.
Joey: Cocaine druglord.
A druglord?
Ha. Well, he'll be out
as soon as I let the Standards
and Architectural Committee know.
He's already out.
His house burned down when we torched yours.
You torched my house?
Brick: We had to do it...
uh, to make it look like an accident.
Pepper: Oh, my God!
My house was gonna be featured
House and Gardens!
Well, you can still be in Gardens.
- Aah! - [ Knock On Door ]
Shh.
- Hi. - [ Muffled Yells ]
Hi.
Did I just--
Uh, yeah, it was, uh, television.
I like to keep the volume up
because of my, uh--
Did you see the papers today?
Ahem. Uh, what?
Did you see the paper?!
Ha ha ha ha.
Yeah. Yeah, you mean about the thing?
Yeah, yeah. I seen that.
Yeah. Boy, somebody really hates that guy, huh?
Ha ha ha ha ha ha.
Are you positive you don't remember anything
about the other night?
You could be in a lot of danger.
I have a feeling
you're not telling me everything.
You have your mother's eyes.
What?
That was a question.
Do you have your mother's eyes?
Do you think--do you think that I could, um,
that I could come in
and that we could sit down and talk?
No. No, no, no, no.
I--I... It's, uh... maybe another time, OK?
The place is a real mess.
Uh, leftover deli. Ugh.
OK. Um, another time.
You take care of yourself, OK?
Uh, uh, there's something that I wanted to, um--
Heh heh.
Yeah?
[ Snaps Fingers ]
You take care of yourself, too.
[ Elevator Bell Rings ]
- [ Tape Rips ] - Pepper: Aah!
Dr.Ward.
You sure about this?
Mmm. Quite sure.
See, sometimes things
fall into a gray area around here.
Then sometimes, like this,
Dr.Ward: it's an absolute certainty.
Now this was taken from the skeletal remains...
on the bed.
We know this much.
She was Asian. Ha ha.
[ Laughter ]
[ Dance Music Playing ]
Steve: You know what I mean? You never force it.
Olivia: If the arson attempt
was meant for Ventana,
then why was there a fake skeleton
in the bedroom next door?
And where the hell is this Pepper Lowenstein?
And shit, none of this adds up,
and yet somehow it seems connected.
I tell you what, one thing is for sure--
whoever's behind it has thought this whole thing through
very methodically.
I went to the Raj this morning, and...
Yeah?
one of the old guys said something strange.
What?
Well, it's nothing specific.
It's more--more a feeling that I got.
Yeah? You think they know somethin'?
I don't know. Maybe.
What are you doing?
Well, you seem tense. Come on, here you go.
[ Sighs ] Stop it.
Oh, come on. You used to love this.
I used to love Bananarama, too,
but I got over it.
We make a great team, and you know it.
What?
You got your hands on me,
and you're checkin' out every girl in this place.
Oh, come on. Come on. Don't--
You can't even look me in the eye when you talk to me.
Olivia, just-- It's gonna take some time,
but let me prove to you
that I am not the guy that you think I am.
You're gonna give yourself a stroke.
I'm goin' home. Thank you for the drink.
- You're going? - Yes.
I'm leaving.
Hi.
You seem tense.
Jorge and Escobar.
I couldn't trust them anymore, so...
take a long look.
Ventana: If you lose my trust,
this... is your fate.
[ Rope Snaps ]
[ Snickering ]
Who tied that knot?
It was me.
I tied the knot.
You can't tie a knot?
You see, this is why everything is so--
It all starts with a knot!
Do you know what I am?
A cliche.
The Latin Mob boss.
Do you know what happens to cliches?
Put your hand down, Miguel.
They die... only to be replaced by something new.
I have more security around me
than the president
of the goddamn United frickin' States!
And still--
The shipment.
Muy importante.
OK?
Whoever this is who is after me,
they know about the shipment,
and they think they can take it from me.
That is why I want extra men on the dock
to help unload.
In the meantime...
[ Snaps Fingers ]
a hundred thousand dollars.
Men: Mm-hmm.
To the man who brings me the head of...
of whoever's doing this to me.
What is it, Miguel?
The actual head?
[ Men Snickering ]
I just don't want no confusions later, jefe.
Anything, Miguel.
Bring me anything.
[ Rope Snaps ]
Bobby: I mean, the guy was already dead,
so it's not like we really--
Bobby: I told Pepper everything.
We were in this mess together, you know?
And she was OK.
Turns out she was from Jersey, too.
Weehawken. Huh? Ha ha ha ha.
'Nough said.
Nicest hostage I ever met, bar none.
I mean, I had always hoped
that she would show up one day, you know,
and knock on my door lookin' for me.
I just didn't think
it was gonna be about suspicion of murder.
No wonder you've been so depressed, Bobby.
A cop?
Brick: You must be so ashamed.
Pepper: [ Sighs ] 2 things I want to say.
One-- I want to thank you guys
for not killing me.
Brick: It's nothin'.
No, I mean it from the bottom of my heart.
And "B"--Bobby, I think you should call Olivia.
Ah, forget about it.
Pepper: But she's your daughter.
Oh, forget about it.
Pepper: But she'll understand.
I mean, children are a blessing...
or they try and kill ya, one of the two.
[ All Laughing ]
"Anthony Donato, Joseph Pistella,
Olivia: Michael Donatelli, Robert Bartellemeo."
Officer: Wow, you look tense.
Don't even go there.
The files you asked for, I couldn't get them.
They've been reclassified "sensitive."
By who?
Your partner Steve.
Under his complete dominion.
Can you find out where he went for me, please?
You wanna run that by me again?
The remains, the skeletal remains
they found in your stepmother's bed--
Not your stepmother.
You're sure?
I mean, she was always dieting and shit.
Uh, we're sure.
- Really? - Mm-hmm.
All right, then, well, who was it in the bed?
And where is my stepmother?
I, uh, I can't give you the details right now,
because, uh--
[ Scoffs ] Have I met you before because--
I don't think so.
Really? I'm telling you, I never forget a--
Face?
Huh? Yeah.
So...
Steve: thank you for your time,
Miss Lowenstein, and, uh...
as soon, uh, as we know somethin'...
all right.
Thank you, Detective... Steve.
I'm followin' that lead for you, Chief.
You may also want to check up on, uh...
the old guys that live over at the Raj Mahal.
I think they may know something, too.
Yeah, yeah, OK.
Knock it off with that "chief" shit.
[ Beep ]
Crack-peddling big daddy freak machine.
How about that? [ Beep Beep ]
Bobby: Yes, yes. So-- Y-yes.
It's very important that she gets the message.
Yeah, OK, so--so, please tell, uh, Detective Neal
that when she comes back,
ask her to call Bobby at the Raj Mahal Hotel.
OK? Yes, I need to talk to her.
Thank you.
You did real good, mister.
You are a mench.
[ Chuckles ]
Monday is alternate parking.
Keys!
Can you still hot-wire a car?
Can the pope dance?
Can the pope dance?
Joey: Come on!
I love to dance.
My poor Sol. He couldn't dance.
He had varicose veins like a turnpike waitress.
Bobby: Mouth can dance.
He can?
Yeah, he won a cup at Asbury Park for the rumba.
So, that's true...
tall, dark, and very quiet.
[ Big Band Music Playing ]
Pepper: I'd be delighted.
Dean Martin: I'd work for you
I'd slave for you
Oh, my.
I'd be a beggar or a knave for you
If that isn't love it'll have to do
Like old times, Mouth. [ Scoffs ]
Until the real thing comes along
Forget about it.
I'd gladly move
The earth for you
To prove my love, dear and its worth for you
If that isn't love it'll have to do
Until the real thing comes along
With all the words, dear at my command
Whoo! Ha ha ha.
I just can't make you...
[ Urinating ]
"At that moment, Lestat knew..."
I'll always love you, darlin'
[ Banging ]
Come with me
[ Stops Urinating ]
No te muevas, cabroncito.
Pepper: Aah! Aah!
It's OK. It's OK. I hit mainly rug.
What the hell?
[ Yelling In Spanish ]
Ferris: Hey, hey, hey! Get your hands off of me!
Step away from her!
Senorita.
Miguel: Get in here. Drag him in here.
Come on, let's go. Rapido!
[ Speaking Spanish ]
Come on! In! In!
Pepper: Oh, my God!
[ Gasps ]
[ Music Continues Playing ]
Bobby: Aah-aah-aah-aah!
[ Coughing ]
Easy as pizza pie.
[ Whirring ]
Joey: Great job, Chef Boyar-Dumbass.
All right, it's been a while.
- Ouch! - Jeez!
Miguel: Let's go.
Ferris: All right. All right.
Ferris: Jesus.
Oh, shit.
Ferris: Don't touch me.
Get in the car.
My purse! My purse!
Get in!
Bobby: They grabbed 'em when I was taking a leak.
It's Ventana!
[ Tires Screech ]
[ Horn Honks ]
[ Whirring, Pounding ]
Pepper: Ow! Ow! Ow! That hurt. That hurt.
[ Door Opens ]
Somebody better start talking soon,
or I'm gonna make shit rain down on all of you!
All of you are going to know what it is
to stand in the middle of a shit hurricane,
until someone begins telling me what I want to know!
So... who wants to start?
Sparkles.
Raul: No?
Come on, Mrs.Bojangles,
come on.
[ Crying ]
All right, let's go, Captain Kangaroo.
Yes, you.
Attaboy, Captain.
Come on.
Attaboy, viejo.
No.
Goddamn it!
He's working for us?
[ Laughs ] Baby, come on.
Aah! God!
Baby, you think that I'd--
Aah!
Hey, come on!
Still like my foot, honey?
Raul: Get him out of here.
Steve: Ow. Goddamn. I think you broke my rib.
Yaah!
[ Whispering ] Keep quiet.
Steve: [ Panting ] You know what?
If you would've trusted me just a little bit,
none of this would have happened!
Ok. How do I get out of here?
The porthole--
OK.
Shit. Ow.
Let's begin from the beginning.
Let me think.
I can't think of nothin'.
No? Really?
What are you always bustin' my balls for?
Bobby... don't worry about it.
We'll come up with somethin'.
We'll get 'em out of there.
Wait a minute. Remember when Tommy Shakes
got nailed by the Gambino boys?
So?
How did we get him out of there?
In pieces. They blew up his car.
Brick: No, nah,
you're confusing him with Tommy Hat,
which was all that was left.
Tommy Shakes is up in Lauderdale.
Why don't we have a reunion of wiseguys,
class of '65?
Gee, Joey, it's funny you should say that.
Joey: Nothin' funny about it.
We got to come up with an idea.
We have to come up with a--
[ Joey Yelling ]
Brick: Bobby!
He insults me all the time!
It don't mean nothin'!
[ Stops Yelling ]
[ Panting ]
[ Panting ]
Jesus, Bobby.
[ Coughs ]
I got an idea.
[ Man Singing In Italian ]
Telephone.
Yeah?
Frankie. Frankie Rash.
This is he.
Bobby: Frankie the Rash.
- Oh, yeah. - Yeah.
Eh, Jimmy Messino.
Louie Thumbs, it's The Brick.
Bobby: Mm-hmm. Billy the Chin.
Joey: Dead.
Bobby: We busted Brick's balls for 20 years
about those Christmas cards.
Brick: Hello, Irene.
No one was busting his balls now.
Yes!
[ Telephone Rings ]
Fat Pauly's.
Oh.
That's adorable.
Hmm.
- Nice. - Fungo.
[ Cell Phone Rings ]
[ Ducks Quacking ]
[ Ring ]
[ Ring Ring ]
Hello.
Ahh! Not too many broads, you know.
This will go quicker if you could just hold still.
Nurse: An emergency.
Yeah?
Yeah, this is Jerry.
Hey, Brick. Talk to me. Ohh!
[ Telephone Rings ]
Tommy's.
Tommy?
Yo, Tommy?
OK.
Down the line till someone starts talking.
I start here.
Mouth: Leave her alone.
I'll tell you what you want to know.
I did it.
I'll shoot you right now just for lying!
No, please stop, don't.
Uh, uh, listen.
The truth is, number one--
I never, ever complained
when you had all those loud parties.
And "B"-- he didn't kill anybody.
All he did was save my life.
She--my--my stepdaughter over here--
Pepper: She tried to kill me for the insurance money.
Sorry, I said.
Bullshit!
Ferris: No, don't! She's my mother!
I'm sorry, Mom.
Oh, honey.
Ferris: I don't know what got into me.
I'm worthless! I'm just a worthless human being!
Oh, you're not worthless, honey.
Yes, I am. I'm worthless.
No, you're not. You're so sweet.
I love you--
Raul: Shut up! Shut up!
This isn't Jenny frickin' Jones!
What's the matter with you?
Jefe.
Miguel: OK.
OK.
He says he's coming back to kill all of us.
Don't worry.
Oh, my God!
Listen, I have a Hispanic housekeeper
that I love like a sister.
I love everything Spanish.
I love the cha-cha. Cha-cha-cha!
We got family in there.
Let's go.
Take one and pass it back.
And I want 'em back when you're done.
They're loaners.
Raul: Carnival Cruise Line?
Find out what this is.
[ People Chattering ]
Wiseguy: No, we're all ready to go.
[ Henchman Speaking Spanish ]
Knights of Columbus.
We paid for a trip to Bimini.
We're looking for a pier 19.
This is supposed to be pier 19, isn't it?
Man: We want to get onboard.
I don't think so.
What's going on here?
We want to go on a cruise.
Get rid of 'em!
My luggage!
[ All Shouting ]
My heart! My heart! Aah!
Pauly: Ohh, ohh, ohh...
surprise-o, you rat bastards.
Shit.
[ Frankie Whistles ]
[ Gun Cocks ]
Frankie: You move,
and they're guacamole.
Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop.
[ Breathing ]
I think this is how Mouth used to do it.
Uhh!
[ Es Tu Cumpleanos By Proyecto Uno Playing ]
Yeah. That's the way Mouth used to do it.
No pushing. Everybody act nice.
Henchman: Alto! Aah!
Oh, shit!
Ow!
[ Frankie Groaning ]
Jerry: You OK?
Yeah!
[ Men Shouting ]
Sons of bitches!
Who are those guys?
- Whoa! - Whoa!
Whoa!
Ferris: Earthquake.
Hey, Mouth!
This reminds me of Jersey City, 1962.
How you doin', sweetheart?
Pepper: I'm so happy.
I broke my heel.
Ferris: Mom, watch your step.
Who are you?
[ Gasps ]
I'd like to know that, too.
Who are you?
Drop the gun.
Let her go.
Drop the gun!
[ Olivia Grunts ]
Raul: Drop it!
Drop it!
Who are you?
[ Clears Throat ] I'm, uh--
[ Cocks Gun ]
[ Gasps ]
Unh!
Uhh!
Olivia: Aah!
You wanna know who I am?!
I'm her father... asshole!
Who were those guys?
No, really.
Bobby: Raul went down for a long, long time.
Raul: Come on, that's all I want to know.
Who were those guys?!
You tell me right now!
Bobby: Screw him.
I always hated drugs.
[ Raul Shouting ]
Bobby: The cops said the street value
of the stuff they found on Raul's boat
was 40 million bucks.
Olivia got all the credit for the collar,
seein' how her old partner Steve...
Stargunn: Yeah!
[ Rock Music Playing ]
Bobby: ...wasn't stickin' around
for a pat on the back.
Stargunn: Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Suck on this.
White lines n' black ties
All I want to do-- [ Music Stops ]
Bobby: It's not every day you get a chance
to put a cheating boyfriend away.
That's got to feel good.
And the topper was...
cocaine wasn't the only thing on that boat.
There were more than 5,000 boxes
of Cuban cigars
on one of the trucks that we took.
Small, medium, or large?
Give me one of each.
Marty: You got it, buddy!
Bobby: Street value--
enough to put a down payment on the Raj.
We were property owners!
Ah ha ha ha! Marone!
We made it into a kind of retirement home
for old wiseguys who were down on their luck.
[ Chattering ]
I mean, uh, you know, we'd been there,
so why not share the wealth?
Our Wednesday night pot luck dinners
were better than any Italian restaurant
in the city.
People: Mazel tov!
[ Applause, Festive Music Playing ]
Bobby: Mouth and Pepper.
Forget about it.
Mouth's first marriage, by the way.
He said he never felt like this
until he met Pepper.
He even told her about Ferris.
Pepper said she didn't care about anything that happened
before the day they met. Huh?
Hell of a broad.
Pepper's stepdaughter Maureen--
that's right, Maureen--
she got a second chance.
Pepper took her to some head doctors.
They said she had some issues from childhood.
She seems better.
There you go, Benny. Thanks, Hon.
Always a pleasure doin' business with you.
Everybody OK? How's your meat, Joey?
Bobby: OK, so she's still workin' on some issues.
You want a little tongue with that, hon?
I did that.
Woman: Bye.
That's a good drawing.
It's a very good drawing.
Bobby: I couldn't believe she came.
You know, she never told anyone
how we were involved in this mess.
I wish I knew what I could have told her
that would have made things OK between us, but...
I didn't know what that was.
Would I change the past? Yeah, but I couldn't.
Do I know now your life doesn't have too much
if you let down your family?
Yeah, but it's--it's just so many words.
30 years. Huh.
Maybe there's nothin' you can say
to make up for 30 years.
Olivia.
[ Italian Accent ] Forget about it.
That's beautiful.
Mouth's got Pepper. Bobby's got Olivia.
I guess you and me, we got each other, right?
A fortune-teller once told me
the love of my life
is gonna have dark, curly hair.
I just didn't know it was gonna be on your knuckles!
Oh, speakin' about knuckles, Jimmy Fingers says hello.
Do you ever stop?
He dropped me a card, bragging all about his kid.
Who cares?
His son's some kind of big-time bookie up in Orlando.
Shut up.
Joe Pesci: Old Man Time
This guy's so mean
The meanest man
I ever seen
He gives you youth
Boom! He takes it away
He takes that nice, curly hair
And turn it gray
He makes you rich, makes you poor
What a snitch, that's for sure
All those dreams and all those schemes
Ain't worth a dime
You better have a good time every day
You'll never get away
From that old guy
That Old Man Time
Let me hear the band
Ah, yeah
That's good
Hey, where's the brass?
Ain't we got no brass today?
Come on, you got brass ones
Give me brass That's it!
That's what I'm talkin' about
All right, kick it!
Old Man Time
He's a bugaboo
Every year, this guy
He changes you
He bends you back
Dims your eyes and you see less
You quake and shake
When he's through, you're a mess
But there's one thing he can't change
Love that's true stays the same
It lives on and on and on in any clime
Hey, you don't ever have to fret
For a little love, you'll forget
That old guy
That Old Man Time Listen to me
He gave you beauty, charm, grace
And put wrinkles in your face
That Old Man
That Old Man Time
Let me do that, Let me do that, bah!