" I'll see you at the gym later." " Okay." "Hey, Moe, it's Tommy calling." "I forgot to ask you... can you come Into the gym a little early today?" "I've got some things to take care of." "Jlmmy, it's Uncle John." "I don't know how to tell you this." "Yourcousln Sean was killed today." "Call me at home." "I'm leaving the Flrehouse now." "We're gathered here today to mourn the loss of one of our own." "Too young." "Too soon." "Guys In my neighborhood became cops, firemen orcrooks." "Iwanted none of it." "But I didn't want to end up like my cousin Sean either." "Uncle John... it 's the shit, isn't it?" "I'll always remember you two as kids." "Standing on my stoop, in fire boots and helmets." "You looked like a couple of midgets." " I can't believe he's gone." " Yeah... me neither." "So, what are you gonna do, Jimmy?" "You're gonna take the job?" "You passed it up again, that 's it." "I just don't think it 's for me." "Sean didn't think it was for him either." "Got himself hooked on drugs... here we are." "Things are different for me, Uncle John." "I'll be okay." "Do yourself a favor." "Take the job." "Don't make the same mistake Sean did, eh?" "You'll have a good life." "I gotta have a life of my own, Uncle John." "Thanks." "Hey, Jimmy." "Did I ever tell you about the time your father and I... worked in the job in Park Slope, and the roof fell in on us?" "Yeah, you've told him once, you've told him fifty times." "Yeah." "I guess I just can't believe he's gone." "Over five years now, huh?" "It seems like only yesterday since we all went on a job." "Amazing." " Jimmy, where are you headed?" " I gotta get back to the gym." "I've been hearing bad things about that place." "Stay away from there." " Tommy's always been good to me." " Why don't you take the job, Jimmy?" "C'mon..." "With our hooks... we'll make sure you get set up in a good house." "It 's just not for me, Max." "It 's what your old man would have wanted." "I know." "Hey, Jimmy... you're coming out to the House for the holidays?" "Yeah, I'll be there." " Alright." "See you, Jimmy." " See you, Jim." "Forget the two grand, deadbeat!" "What 's up, Moe?" "Not much." "All's been quiet on the front." " How did the funeral go?" " Went off without a hitch." "Everyone cried when they were supposed to... and were back to the bar and raised their glasses... to poor Sean, that died a tragic young death." "Yeah, well..." "He died a tragic young death... because he fucked the wrong guys over on a drug deal." "No big mystery there." ""Put to death by slanderous tongues was the hero that here lies."" " What did you say?" " Claudio, "Much Ado About Nothing"." "You got a head for that shit, don't you?" "Tommy, have you seen a little blue book around here?" " What did it look like?" " It 's a thin blue book... it says "Macbeth" on it." "Yeah, yeah, I saw it." "It 's in the bottom drawer." "Thanks, pal." "Hey, Tommy." "Let 's go!" " Throw me one of them bananas." " Nice and ripe." "I've got some things to take care of." "Page me if you need me." "All right." "Let 's go, monkeys." "Why do you let this fucking guy work here?" "Jimmy?" "Forget about him." "If it wasn't for Jimmy, that place would fall apart." "He's got a good head on his shoulders and he stands up." " He's half a fag, Mick." " Hey, Jimmy..." "I'm telling you, man." "Jimmy ain't no fucking fag." "I'm telling you, he's this close to balls across the chains." "Half a fag, on his way." "You just wait and see." "He's just ain't like the rest of the mob around here." " Yeah, I don't trust him." " But I do." "And that 's what counts." " C'mon, let 's go." " Hey, hey, hey." "Where are we going?" " To the diner." " Where?" " Sal's!" " Alright." " Is it bloody?" " Yeah, it 's bloody!" "You know I like it bloody." "What 's the fucking moaning?" "Eat it, Nunzio, alright?" " Bacon and tomato." " IDTBLT." " What the fuck is that?" " He speaks in that cryptic shit." "He thinks he's cute, but he's, like, half a retard." " Whatever." "Chili." " Wow!" "That 's hot!" "'Course it 's hot, you moron." "It 's chili." "Anything else?" "I think we're fine, Gina." "Thanks." "Mamma mia!" "GPETNA!" "Why didn't you bang her already, Tom?" "Cut it out." "Sit down." "He knows not to touch my fucking food!" " He's fucking crazy, Tommy!" " Alright, look, you two idiots!" "Nunzio, don't stab Moosehead." "And Moosehead, leave his food alone." " Yeah." " You hear me?" " You hear me?" " Yeah." "I've got blood my soup!" "Alright, look." "Let 's just get down to business." "The rolling is Friday." "Chicky's got a set up with a job at Williamsburg." " We meet at the gym at four." " Where in Williamsburg?" " Under the bridge." " What time?" "What do you care?" "I said we meet at the gym at four." "No, no, I just gotta know what time 'cause I've got a date." "A date?" "What are you, teabagging somebody, or what?" "Around five o'clock or so." "Is that good enough for you?" "Yeah." "The driver is in on this one." "We kick him four beans and drive away." "No need to get sloppy." "It 's a walk in the park." "Tommy's like the big brother I never had." "He was always looking out for me." "He wanted me to get out... 'cause he knew he neverwould." "Jimmy!" "Jimmy!" "Where are you going dressed all that polite, huh?" " To get a job." " Really?" "How about... hooking me up with a few bucks?" "I'm gonna get something to eat." "C'mon, Frankie, what do I look like, the Red Cross?" "C'mon, Jimmy!" "I'm hungry!" "Frankie, you and I both know." "If I give you cash you're just gonna use it to hook up." " No, no, no." "Really, I'm hungry." " Look at my ribs. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5..." " Jesus!" "Frankie!" "Alright!" "You're hungry." "Alright." "C'mon, pizza." "No, man." "I can eat no pizza." "Don't agree with my delicate stomach." "Tell you what." "Gimme a couple of bucks..." "I'm going down do Mac D's and get me a hamburger with relish, mustard..." " Forget it, Frankie!" "I'll get you one of those little toys." " Find some other sucker." " Yeah, but fuck you too, Jimmy!" "You, with your hackneyed conversations!" "Have you searched the foremost places in the Earth?" "Thanks!" "We've seen enough." "Thank you." "I'd like to try that another way?" "You're just a coward hiding behind a lie." "That was great, sweetheart." "I'd like to read you one more time." "So, please, stick around." "Get me another actor." "And not one with a Brooklyn accent." ""Before, it was fear, but now, is it certainty?"" ""Before, it was fear, but now, is it certainty?"" ""Before, it was fear, but now, is it certainty?"" ""How have I been trapped!"" "How have I been trapped!" "I've killed him." "The voice of the oracle accuses me!" "That was very nice, Mr. O'Conner." "Thank you!" "I've worked on this guy a lot." "I think I've got a really good handle on him." "We're looking for someone with a little more edge but thanks for the effort." " I can play edge!" "Why do you have to be such an asshole, Moosehead?" "Why?" "You come here to feed them flying fucking rats?" "Or to find what 's going on, huh?" "Oh, Jesus!" "You know, you keep showing around here, looking like that... people are gonna think you're some kind of fucking pot smoker." "So, what have you got for us, Moosehead?" "This gotta be cool, this one." "This is some hot shit, alright?" "You just keep the info coming, we'll make sure you're taken care of." "Got a crew." "It 's gonna take down a trail of TVs and stereos... on Friday, at five." "The driver's gonna park underneath the Williamsburg bridge." "When he does, we're gonna rough him up a little... make him look nice, you know, it 's gonna be a clean job." "Pay the driver four beans to keep his mouth shut." "You two guys better make sure nobody knows where this came from." " Then everything will cool, alright?" " Alright, Moosehead." "You just relax." "We'll be in touch." "Hey, Moe." " Hey, Tommy!" "Check this out!" " What?" "Did you see this?" ""Johnny Leatherhands was found... on McDonald Avenue with an ice pick in his heart and a bullet through his head."" " Shit." " Yeah, I heard about it." " Yeah?" "I guess someone wanted him real dead, 'cause I'd say that 's overkill." "If you don't want blood all over the place." "What do you mean?" "If you're wacking somebody and stab an ice pick into the heart first... then shoot him in the head, there's less blood all over the place." " Makes the job a lot cleaner." " That 's good to know." "Look, I gotta make a call." "I'll be back in a couple." "Alright." "Why don't you just use the phone here?" "It 's my uncle." "He gets crazy if you call him from the same phone twice." "DeVito's Gym." "Look, could you hold on a second?" "Thanks." "Hey, Mikey!" "Don't drop the weights." "Who's this with Tommy?" "He's not connected." "He's just some kid who works at the gym." "But that Tommy?" "This scumbag is heavy." "What is it with these Mamelukes around here?" "They think they can come in here and trash my gym?" "All I ever wanted to do is have my own gym, you know?" "My own place where I can set it up nice." "Looks like you're doing alright for me, Moe." "Look at this place!" "This is the nicest place in the neighborhood... but these retards around here, they don't respect nothing!" "Yeah, I hear you." "Not for nothing... you keep around here, you gonna wind up like one of these retards." "I'm trying, Tommy." "I'm chipping away at it every way I know how." "I feel like I'm banging my head against the wall trying to get ahead." " Nobody's cut me a break!" " Nobody's gonna cut you a break." "C'mon, man!" "You gotta make it happen!" "Don't take no for an answer." "I don't know." "Maybe everyone's right." "I should take the job." " At least, I'd have security." " No, you do what you gotta do." "You'll hate yourself in a week if you don't." "It 's not for you, Jimmy." "It 's not for you." " Thanks." " You're welcome." "Hi." "I'd like to sign up for the auditions." " Do you have an appointment?" " It 's an open call." "Well, you're right, but as you can see... we're not taking any more names unless they're on the list." " Is that the list?" " That 's it." "How about you put my name right down here next to this guy Charles?" " I could lose my job." " Wouldn't want that to happen." " But what exactly is your job?" " I'm the assistant stage manager." "Stage manager?" "A very important job, if I do say so myself." "Thank you, but flattery isn't going to get you an appointment." "How about if I get down on my hands and knees and beg you?" "The only thing that will get you is dirty knees." "So, not only you're pretty, but you're funny too." "You really want to get in, don't you?" "I'll tell you what." "If you wait around... until we see everyone else first, I'll try and sneak you in." " Is that the best you can do?" " Yeah, that 's the best I can do." "Don't get me wrong, I appreciate it, but... you and I both know I don't have a prayer in hell's chance... if I'm the last one they see." "Sorry, it 's the best I can do." "Alright, thanks." "Anna?" "They need you inside right now." " Hi." "Your name?" " Mike Williams." "Hi." "I'd like to check in, please." " Do you have an appointment?" " My name is Charles Livingston." "Okay, Charles..." "Here you are, Charles." "Right at the top of the list." "Go right inside." "Auditions are on the second floor." " Thanks." " Good luck." "Hi." "Your name?" "Okay." "Wait on the stage, please." " How did you get in here?" " I snuck in." " You snuck in?" " And I really wanna read for this." "So I'd appreciated it if you wouldn't tell anyone." "Anna?" "Where is everyone?" "Bring in the actors!" "Okay, you'll be reading for "murderer one"." " Do you have the sides?" " I don't need them." "This isn't some game here, so don't mess around with me." "I'm not messing around." "I just don't need the sides." "Okay, fine." "Wait on stage." "Okay, I'm Miles, the stage manager." "You guys'll be reading with me." " Does everyone know the parts?" " Yeah." "Well, gentlemen." "What we're looking for here is reality." "This production is set in a present day urban environment." "I want our audience to believe the people they're watching... so please no standard and deliver Shakespeare... no acting-shmacting, right?" "Okay, you heard the director." "Let 's do this." "So you guys, you first, set back, center stage, audience." ""Let it all come down!"" "Okay, good." "Next." " "Let it all come down."" " Next." ""Let it all come down!"" " "Let it all come down."" " What the hell?" "Miles, Miles." "Take it easy." "Yes..." "Jim!" "You... usually attack people in your auditions, do you?" "No, but I thought it was right for the role." "You're right, it is." "I'd like you to read for the part of Banquo." " Yeah, what scene?" " Anna, give him the sides." "No." " No?" " I don't need it." "Okay." " You don't need the script?" " No, thanks, I'm familiar with it." "Alright." "Go ahead." ""Thou hast it now, King, Cawdor, Glamis, all." "As the weird witches promised."" "There they come." "You're doing good?" "Come here!" "Nunzio!" "Tommy!" " What the fuck?" " What the F?" " What 's all this?" " Get in the fucking car." "Move!" "Get in the fucking car." " Let 's call for back up and get them!" " No." "We wait until we have more." ""I fear thou playst most fouly for't."" "What do you think?" "I don't know." " Who sent him?" " He just came in off the street." "He's from the neighborhood?" " What 's going on, Uncle Chicky?" " How do I look?" " What?" " How do I look?" "I just got a haircut... and I think that fucking barber took too much off the sides." "No, it looks good, Uncle Chicky." "I mean, it 's just perfect." "You sure?" "'Cause if he took too much off the sides I'll kill that ratfuck." " No, c'mon." "That made you look really snappy, I mean you're better looking than never!" " Yeah?" " Good." " So, what 's the deal?" "Let 's take a walk." " What 's up, Uncle Chicky?" " What 's up?" "You wanna know what 's up." "I'll tell what 's up." "Nothing's like it used to be." "Nobody's got any balls anymore." "Every fucking time I turn around one of our guys is ratting us out." "Can't even run a simple job anymore... without worrying that those fucking Russians from Brighton Beach... might be moving in on a piece of my action." "It 's not like in the old days, when everybody knew where you stood... when you could trust a man on his own word, you know?" "Let me tell you something, Tommy." "Loyalty is a dead fucking art." "I know, Uncle Chicky." "It 's a crying shame." "What did you want to talk to me about?" "Tommy... we got a big mess on our hands." "A big fucking mess." "I just got a call from a friend of mine at the Precinct... letting me know about a dirty problem of ours." "If we don't clean this up just right... we could all go down." " What do you need me to do?" " Right, you gotta get in touch with..." "Who's out there?" "Who's out there?" "No, no." "It 's just me, Mrs. Woo." "Don't let that beast out, please!" "Okay?" "Jimmy!" "Jimmy!" "Sorry!" "Sorry!" "Can't be too careful these days." "Okay, I understand." "HI, Jlmmy, this Is Anna, the assistant stage-manager for"Macbeth"." "The dlrectorwould like to see you for a call back tomorrow at 2 o'clock sharp." "Nlce work." " Yes!" "Yes!" "It just may happen for me yet, Pop!" "Hey, Falstaff." "Come on out, fella!" "Come in here with your old man!" "His luck is finally changing." ""Maybe not be my oracles as well and set me up in hope... but hush no more!"" "Good, Jimmy." "Good!" "Thank you." "Miles?" "Can you bring up the house lights, please?" "Thank you." " I owe you one." " Excuse me?" "You could've ratted me out the other day." " Ratted you out?" " Y'know." "Blown the whistles... ditched on me." "Anyway, I'd like to take you out for a bite to eat." "Show my appreciation." "I don't get you." "You sneak in here... you talk like a gangster from some bad mob movie... but you know Shakespeare off the top of your head." "Yes or no?" "Okay, I need to see O'Conner, Davis and Amos on the stage now." "That 's my cue." "Bite to eat later?" "We'll see." "What the fuck?" "That 's two bean short!" "You want to act like a fucking cowboy, it 's gonna cost you." "You got enough to toss that guy a bean." "Shut the fuck up, Moosehead!" "Yeah, whatever." "Later, Moe." " Moosehead!" " Yeah." "Do me a solid." "Meet me at my joint tomorrow on four?" " I need a hand with something." " Yeah, sure." "No problem." "Here's the final cast list." "If your name is on the list... you'll be contacted over the weekend with the rehearsal schedule." "Yes!" "Yes!" "Fucking-A!" "There is a God!" "C'mon, I wanna pay you back." "Let 's celebrate!" "Slow down, what are you talking about?" "I wanna take you out." "C'mon, what do you say?" "I say you're out of your mind." "And I say you're right!" "And it feels great!" "So, c'mon." "Make a poor lunatic happy and come with me." "For you, Madame." "So, that 's pretty much my story." "I'm half a fag Mick from Brooklyn with a dream." "Half a fag?" "That 's what the guys from the neighborhood call me." "They don't exactly get this acting thing." "I don't exactly fit in where I came from either." " How's that?" " You familiar with Southie?" "Yeah, Boston, right?" "But that 's all Irish, isn't it?" "I guess you can call me half a Mick." "My mother was from Puerto Rico... but my father was born and raised in Southie." "But if you weren't all Irish... it didn't make a difference if you were born there or not." " You don't fit in." " Your dad is still around?" "No." "He died when I was fourteen." "I'm sorry." "How about your Mom?" "She moved back to Puerto Rico." "So, what about your family?" "My mother died giving birth to me." "Some kind of infection." "I lost my Dad when I was seventeen." " I'm sorry." " Yeah, well..." " Do you miss them?" " Yeah." "I better get back to the theater." "Helen is probably looking all over for me." " Alright." "I'll walk you back." " No, no." "It 's okay." "I'll be fine!" " You sure?" " Yeah!" " And thanks for lunch." " You're welcome." "What are you doing for Thanksgiving?" "I don't know." "I haven't given it much thought." "Why don't you do it with me?" " Are you kidding me?" " No, really." "My family has this tradition of inviting friends... who can't be with their families." " I think you'll like it." " Are you sure it 'll be okay?" "Positive." "Can I let you know this week?" "Sure." "Well, thanks again." "Is Nick there?" "Hey, fuck you." "I can call collect when I want." "Fuck you!" " What you need?" " A couple of nickels in rock, man." "Alright, c'mon." " What the fuck is this?" " Hold on." " Alright, there you go." " Do I look like a slot machine?" " No, no, man." " What 's this?" "It 's all there." "I counted it." "It 's all there." "Don't worry." "Alright, open your hands." "Frank, Frank." "Don't get too happy... because if it 's not all there, your next hook up will be a fucking IV." " Alright?" " Right." " Alright?" " Alright." "Good." "I gotta get out of here." " Mr. Moosehead." " Come on." "Every fucking day..." " C'mon, man." "My brother is sick..." " Alright, alright." "Wait, wait, wait." "There you go." "That 's better for you, alright?" "Be a good boy." "Nunzio!" "What are you doing here?" "Come on already with that shit." "I can't even fucking hear my..." "No, no!" "You know what, Joe?" "You can take the Yankees... and shove'em up your fat ass!" "The Mets are the only real ball team..." "You're full of shit." " Look, have you seen Tommy?" " Hasn't been here all day." "Alright, thanks." "You might try and catch him upstairs, Jimmy." "If he's there, do me a favor." "Tell him to change the music." "He's been blasting that opera shit all day!" "You bet, Lucky." "Hey, Moe." "It 's Jimmy." "Open up!" "Hey, Tommy!" "You there?" "Tommy?" "Hey, Tommy!" "Moosehead?" "Stop!" " How did you get in here?" " The door was unlocked!" " I told you to lock the door!" " I thought I fucking did." " What the fuck are you doing here?" " What the fuck are you doing?" " Back off." "I'll take care of this." " No, we gotta do him." "We do him now!" "Nunzio, fucking chill out for a second and let me handle this, right?" "What the fuck are you doing here?" "I just wanted to tell you I got an important part." " What 's he talking about?" " Shut the fuck up!" "Look, we gotta do him." "He saw us." "He can bring us down." " Do him!" " You got a part?" " Yeah." " Holy shit." "Holy fucking shit!" "You don't know how bad you've fucked up." "Tommy, Tommy, please!" "Tommy, it 's me!" "Tommy, it 's me!" "It 's me!" " What the fuck are you doing?" " Get the hell out of here." " Keep your mouth shut, okay?" " What are you doing?" "Go!" "Go!" "You just signed a ticket for both of us." "Don't worry about him." " The murder scene." " Okay." "Jimmy?" "Enter the stage, murder one." "Jimmy, whenever you're ready." " It will be rain tonight." " Then let it come down." "Jimmy, it 's your line." "It 's your line, Jimmy." " What 's the matter?" " What?" "Are you alright?" "No." "I think I need a minute." " We just started." " I know..." "I just need a minute to get myself together." "Okay." "What happened, Jimmy?" " It 's nothing." " You look sick!" "It 's just a bad case of stage fright, is all." "Well, take a break for a few minutes." "Thanks." "Shut up!" "Fuck!" "Hey, James." "What 's the matter?" "You can't say hello?" "Hey, Father." "How are you doing?" " Everything's alright, James?" " Yeah." "Are you sure?" "No." " I'm not so sure, Father." " It always helps to talk about it." "This isn't something I can talk about." "If you change your mind, I'll be here to help." "Thanks, Father." " Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned." " How long since your last confession?" "A long time, Father." "Probably too long." " Was that you, Father?" " Excuse me?" " I thought I'd just heard something." " I'm sorry." "I have a habit of shuffling my rosary beads around." "It 's true that anything I say to you can never be repeated outside of this booth, right?" " C'mon, Jimmy." "Didn't you learn anything at Saint Mary's?" " No matter what I tell you?" " I'm down by my commitment... to Our Lord to never repeat a word to anyone." "Alright, good." "Father, I'm in a terrible spot." "Some deep shit here." "Something happened to me, I mean, not to me, but... it 's more like something horrible I saw." "If you know what I mean..." "Alright, Jimmy." "Calm down." "Alright." "See, I saw..." "Oh, God!" "Excuse me." "Look, the guy I work for, well, he's like a... best friend." "I went over to his house the other day to tell him some good news..." "What is this?" "What are you doing?" "Giving you back the cash." "Moosehead isn't gonna be needing it anymore." "You're gonna stand there, fuming like some school girl... who lost her lunch money, or are you going to tell what 's going on?" "I'll tell what 's going on." "We lost Moosehead." "He's gone." "He's fucking gone." "They got to him somehow!" "I knew we waited too long!" " Goddammit!" " How d'you know?" "I was waiting for him!" "When he didn't show..." "I called his joint, no answer!" "From the beep on his answer machine... hasn't picked his messages in days!" "Then I asked all the others if anybody had seen him... and that also came up back a big fat zero." "How do you know he's not out somewhere... or maybe shacked up with some stick dancer for the last couple of days?" "You know when Moosehead missed a pay day?" "You're right." "Shit!" " How is it going, Lucky?" " Same shit, Chicky." "Different day, is all." "Hey, Uncle Chicky." "Nunzio, do me a favor, will you?" " Give me a drink." " What do you want?" "What do I want?" "I want what I fucking always get!" "I'm worried about this fucking Nunzio." "He's like a loose cannon." "He's cost us money with his cowboy shit!" " I'll talk to him." " Yeah, you do that." " How do I look?" " You look great, Uncle!" "You like the suit?" "I just bought it." "I'm not so sure about the color." "This fag salesman... sold me on this." "And I'll kill his sissy fucking ass if he's sold me a bad color." " No, it looks real good on you." "You sure?" "'Cause if you don't like it, if it don't look good I'll strangle that little bitch." " That 's not necessary." " You look really sharp." " Good." "Chicky." "Alright." "Salud!" "So... what 's the deal, Uncle?" "You guys cleaned up that mess?" " Yeah." "The job is done." " Good." "Only something went a little crazy." "Something went a little crazy and you're keeping quiet?" "What happened?" "It 's nothing to worry about, Uncle Chicky." "It 's just..." "Let 's take a walk." "So, you're telling me that... this kid just happens to come into your place... as you're cleaning up the job." "Yeah, that 's it." " Is he connected?" " No, he's clean." "I've known him a long time." "He's always been... like a little brother to me." "He's lost his old man." "I say we whack the little bitch and be done with him." "Hey, Nunzio." "I'm the one who says what gets done, huh?" "You just keep your fucking opinion to yourself." "Got it?" "Yeah, well, if the fucking kid rats, my fucking ass goes down too!" "Tommy, you know that old saying in the neighborhood." ""A secret between two friends... is only good when one of them is dead."" "I know him, Uncle Chicky." "He ain't no rat." "If you let me... talk to this kid, he'll keep his mouth shut." "But if your boy starts talking, he could put us all down." "And if that happens... even I won't be able to protect you." "I know." "Tommy wants to see you." "Not now." "I'll talk to him in the morning." "No, pretty boy." "Now!" "You sit up front." "Holy shit!" "Calm down!" "It 's not for you." "Not yet, at least." "So what 's the deal then?" "That thing you saw the other day, changes things." "Changes them a lot!" "I know what you're thinking." "How can I whack out one of my friends?" "What kind of maniac is Tommy to cut up one of his boys in the bathtub?" "Yeah." "Well?" "Moosehead knew the rules." "He knew what would happen if you ratted." "But he got greedy." "He wanted to play both sides of the block." "It was my job, because he was one of my boys, to make him pay the price." " You're telling me this why?" " Now you're part of the game." "I've known you a long time and I always thought that maybe... you'd be the one to get away from this neighborhood." "But now there's some people who are very concerned about what you saw." "If they had their way, you'd be in this hole already." " No, Tommy." "I ain't no rat!" " I know that." "And I put my life on the line to prove it." "So if you just... keep your mouth shut and your nose clean, this thing will all blow over." "You fuck up, and we're both slipping in this hole permanently." "I hear you." "But look, Tommy..." "I'm thinking I need to get away now!" "Get myself a place in the city or something." " Disappear from the neighborhood!" " Don't get stupid, Jimmy!" "If you disappear and nobody knows where you are... people will start to talk, then I can be done for!" " I went to bat for you." " I know that." "I'm looking over my shoulder every two seconds... thinking I'm gonna get clipped." "Let me tell you something, Jimmy." "I don't want this fucking life either." "But that ain't the case!" "These are the cards I got dealt and it don't make a difference... if I like it or not." "And right now I don't give a fuck what you want!" "If you don't you just chill out, until this all blows over... you'll have nothing to worry about, 'cause you're gonna be done for!" " Are we on the same page now?" " Yeah." "We're on the same page now." "Banquet scene." "Very nice, everyone." "Really!" "Took a jump!" "Jimmy, late." "Late at the entrance, and late in dressing right and..." "Okay, that 's it." "That 's all the time we have." "Thank you very much." "Very nice work." "And we might even have a show." "Enjoy Thanksgiving." "We'll finish the notes next Friday." "Jimmy?" "Yeah." "It 's coming." "Thanks." "I'm still finding some things." "After the other day, I thought maybe I'd made a mistake in casting you." "No, no, I'm on top of this." "Don't worry about me." "You know this could be something of a break for you so hang in there." "Stay focused!" " I will." "No problem." "Thanks." " Sure idea, the right act?" " No... just a few words of friendly advice, is all." " She can be really tough." " Yeah." "But she's damn good at what she does." " We're still on for tomorrow?" " Oh, God, yeah, absolutely!" "Just give me your address and I'll come pick you up." "You don't have to." "Just tell me the subway stop, I'll meet you there." "It 's pretty far out." "I don't want you to get lost." "You don't think I know my way around the city?" "I did not say that, did I say that?" "So, good." "Then just tell me the name of the stop." "Come on, what 's the matter?" "You look all worried or something." " What do you want, Frankie?" " Nothing, how about a loan?" " You're barking at the wrong tree." " C'mon, Jimmy, just a little loan... between friends, you know?" "You ain't no friend of mine." "Now, beat it." "That 's too bad, you know, because... friends are real good at keeping secrets, y'know what I'm saying?" "Now, how about that loan?" " What are you talking about?" " Nothing, nothing." "You know people just hear shit, is all." " Like what?" "Nothing!" "Hey... you haven't seen Moosehead around, have you?" "You know, because he owes me money and I keep looking for him..." "I can't find him." "Moosehead?" "Moosehead?" "Here, Moosehead!" "Did you say something?" "No." "I haven't seen him." "Now get the hell out of here." "Hi." "Hi." "Hey, who's the sweet little momma, Jimmy?" "She's pretty!" "Anna, this is Frankie." "Come on, we'd better get going." "No, no, no." "Wait, wait, wait." "I gotta be polite, gotta be polite." "A pleasure to meet you." "I'm Frankie." "But you... can call me The Snake." " Everybody else does." " It 's nice to meet you too." " Who's that?" " Just a guy from the neighborhood." "He's fucked up on drugs." "I'd say!" "Give me the creeps." "What did he want from you?" "Nothing." "I just gave him some money for Thanksgiving dinner, is all." "C'mon, we'd better get going." " Where are we going?" " Have dinner with my family." " But this is the Firehouse." " These guys are my family." "Come on." "Don't be afraid." "We'll have a really good time." "Hey, fellas, sorry I'm late." "The train held us up." "Hey, Jimmy!" "Hey, Uncle John." "Guys, I'd like you to meet a friend of mine." "Anna Callahan." "This is Pudgy, Max, Louie, Andy and my Uncle John." "Nice to meet you all." "Thanks for having me..." "Callahan, eh?" "That 's... that 's an Irish name!" "My father was Irish." "Good!" "You're fitting with the rest of the mix around here." "Mix, eh?" "Let 's sit down." "Never mind these mutts." "They are crude, but solid!" "I have a cousin in the Fire Dept." "In Boston." "Look at this." "She's got family on the job." "We've been all over Jimmy to take the job." "He's got other ideas." " He wants to be a big time actor!" " Yeah, but he should take the job." " He can be an actor later." " You shouldn't worry about Jimmy." "He's a talented actor." "Right now he is playing a big part off Broadway." "Good for you!" "Thanks." "Alright, let 's do this." "Louie, why don't you start with the Thank Yous?" "It 's a tradition in the house." "We all give thanks... for all the good things that happened last year." "I'm thankful I'm able to control my addictions... and get some good health." "Bet those guys down at the tracks aren't so thankful... they're missing your piece of the action." "I'm thankful I've got some good friends who helped me... through a really tough time." "I'm thankful I'm on the job." " Yeah." " I'm thankful that O'Hagen... didn't burn the turkey this year." " You!" " I'm thankful... that we haven't felt victim to road rage." " Road rage?" " Road rage!" "People that are out of control." "They just run around killing each other." " What about you?" " I'm thankful that..." "Jimmy invited me here to spend Thanksgiving with all of you." " Oh, it 's our pleasure!" " It 's nice to have you." " I'm thankful that I'm still alive." " Huh?" "What?" "You know, because of the road rage!" " Alright..." " And that I've got you guys." "Now that we purged our souls, let 's eat." " It never fails." " No way, Jimmy." "You stay!" "Alright." "Later, guys." "Well, I guess it 's just you and me." "This is it." "So..." "I guess this is where I ask you up for a drink." "You know us, Irish, we can never turn down a free drink." " But you knew that!" " Yeah." "I knew." "You sure have set this place up nice!" "Thanks." "It 's amazing the stuff you find at flea markets." "And this..." "makes the rent worthwhile." "Wow!" "I hope the guys didn't scare you away." "Are you kidding?" "I had a great time!" "How did you get so close to them?" "I grew up in that house." "My father worked there until he was killed." "How did he die?" "A fire." ""And so a noble heart was cracked."" "When were you most happy?" "Now." "When were you most happy?" "Christmas, 79." "What do you want?" "Right now?" "A glass of wine." "Here's to a great Banquo." "Here's to road rage." "So, how come you didn't take the job?" " You really wanna know?" " Yeah." "When I was a kid... my father had to drag me kicking and screaming to school." "I hated going because I felt stupid in front of the other kids." " Why?" " I couldn't learn to read." "They were gonna put me in a school for learning disabled... until Sister Margaret, God rest her soul, spotted my problem." "I was dyslexic." "But she worked with me and taught me how to read." "She also told me a secret." "If I could learn to memorize things... books, plays, whatever interested me..." "I could walk around with a head full of knowledge." "If I could do that, I'd be special." "So I started to memorize things." "When teachers asked for someone to read the assignments in class..." "I would jump at it!" "But I wouldn't read it." "I'd form it from memory." "Sister Margaret was right." "I was special." "I could... tell a story." "Hold people's interest!" "And that 's how it all started." "That 's nice." ""Thy love Is better than high birth to me." "Rlcherthan wealth, prouderthan garments' cost." "Of more delight than hawks of horses be... and having thee, of all men's pride I boast... wretched In thls alone, that thou mayst take all this away... and me most wretched make."" "So, Christmas 79, is still your favorite memory?" "What happened?" "Nothing... the glass just slipped." "What?" "What?" "Calm down." "I was just looking at the artwork on your back." "I've just been a little on edge lately." " What 's it mean?" " What?" "Your tattoo." "It 's in Gaelic." "It says the Fighting Irish." " The football team?" " No." "It 's a nickname me and my cousin Sean were given when we were kids." "We used to mix it up with the Italian kids on a regular basis." "What?" "Hey, that 's all behind me now." "I'm done with that life." " I'm getting out." " Are you sure?" "Positive." "I got yours with cream-cheese, and the coffee is black." "You didn't give me that light shit?" "Just eat it." "You'll never know the difference." "I don't know." "How many times I'm gonna have to tell you?" " I don't wanna eat that healthy..." " Holy shit!" "What 's going on here, Father?" "The poor box has been empty for the last 3 days." "So I decided I'd hang out to see what was going on." "Take a breath, it 's okay." "Sure enough this bum comes walking in." "I see him trying to pick the lock." "I tried to stop him, bang!" "Hits me in the head with a pipe or something." "You did good." "We're gonna take care of this mutt." " You get your head checked out." " Thank you, officer." "So, Frankie." "You wouldn't give me shit just so you can get a walk-on would you?" " No, man." "This is the real deal, man." "Just call your man and I'll tell it again." "You know, Frankie... my partner gets a real hard-on over these guys." "Me?" "I'm banging out of here in three quarters next year." "So I really don't give a rat 's ass if these greaseballs... kill each other or not." "But him..." "It must be that Italian thing." "He thinks these scumbags give his people a bad name." "So when you tell him... you know who took out Moosehead, you'll get him real excited." "Yeah, Frankie." "Nothing makes me happier... than to kick the shit out of a degenerate like you!" " Go fuck your mother!" " You shut the fuck up, okay?" "We got you dead to rights." "Attempted murder of a priest is a big number." "And with this rap sheet you got on you... we can take this do the DA and get you put away... for the rest of your pathetic life in a snap!" "But you're more use to us if what you're telling us... is on the up and up." "You get it?" "I'm giving you guys some heavy shit here, man." "C'mon, I gotta take a walk, man." "I need to score!" "Hey, Frankie." "Frankie!" "The only score you're gonna get is a bull's eye up the ass... from Bubba." "I heard this guy." "I heard him... spilling his ass out with my own ears, alright?" "Look, what I got is way better than a two-bit assault rap... you might be able to pin on me." "So why don't we take it again from the top?" "And if you're shitting us... my partner here will read you your last rights." "If I do this, man, I'm gonna need a walk." "Just fucking write, asshole!" " You know what pisses me off?" " What?" "Back in the old days, we had one, maybe two guys... in the whole neighborhood with muscles." "Now everybody... in the fucking world pumps." "Makes me fucking sick." " WAIGD?" " What am I gonna do?" "Nothing I can do about it." "It pisses me off too." " Bobby?" " What?" "Can you watch the desk for a minute while I use the J?" " YA." " Thanks." "Yeah." "And that 's what I call prime meat." "You wanna see a master at work?" "Check this out." " What can I do for you, sweetheart?" " Nothing, thanks." "Looking for Jimmy." " Who?" " Jimmy O'Conner." "No." "Ain't nobody around here with that name." "Maybe I can help you with something." " Is this some kind of joke?" " Do I look like a comedian to you?" "I'm telling ya, ain't nobody around here with that name." "Excuse me." "Could you please give this to Jimmy?" " YS." " YS?" "What did I just tell ya?" "Don't walk away from me when I'm talking to you." "Nunz, Nunz." "C'mon, Nunz." "Nunz!" "CO!" "Where do you think you're going?" "You got 3 seconds to let go of my arm, before I knee you in the balls." "I like it rough." " J!" "J!" " What?" " This is for you." " Where did it come from?" " LOS." " What?" "Look outside!" "What the fuck?" "Figures the little fag would have a wise ass bitch like you." " What 's going on?" " Nothing." "I was just leaving." "You better keep walking, you dirty little bitch!" " What did you just call her?" " I called her a little bitch." "Maybe it was a whole bag." " Are you alright?" " Yes, I'm fine." " C'mon, let 's go." " Where are you going?" " I ain't done with you yet." " Let 's go." " Get the fuck off of me!" " What 's going on here?" " Jimmy tried to punch me!" " What 's going on?" "Nothing, it 's over!" "Alright, come on, let 's go, Nunzio." "Take your dirty little cunt bitch bag and get the fuck out of here." "Motherfucker!" "Stop!" "Alright, everyone!" "Listen up." "Thank you." "Thank you for a very hard week." "And enjoy your night off." "It 's the last one you're gonna get... for a couple of weeks." "Alright." "Anna!" "Anna, wait!" "Can I talk to you for a second?" "I don't wanna talk to you right now, I need some time to think." "Come on!" " Anna?" " Please!" "Hey." " What are you doing here?" " I wanna talk." " How did you know I'd be here?" " You told me... you're in the Reservoir every morning." " I asked you for space." " Give me five minutes." " I've been here since sunrise!" " Jimmy..." " Why are you so upset with me?" " I came to meet you at work... because I was hoping we could spend some time together." "And then this creep starts coming on to me... and you start acting like some crazy animal!" " You don't understand." " No!" "You don't understand." "I can handle myself." "You could've killed that guy!" " Or even been killed yourself." " What happened yesterday has been building up inside." " I'll not put myself through it." " Not again!" " What are you talking about?" "My father was killed in a bar fight." "God." "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry!" "I thought I knew you." "But after yesterday, I'm not so sure." "No, no, don't say that." "Something has happened between us." "I won't let this happen to me!" "Tommy, can I talk to you for a second?" "What 's up, kid?" "Look, Tommy, I need to get out of here." " Away from all this shit!" " Look, sit tight for a while... do your play and that shit, and let me cool things down... between you and Nunzio." "When this blows over, you can take off." " Tommy..." " Jimmy, if you screw up we're both going down." " I know!" "I know, but..." " Jimmy O'Conner?" " Yeah." "I'm Detective McCarthy." "This is Detective Mancuso." " We'd like to ask you a few questions." " About what?" "Maybe we should take this outside, huh?" "Would you mind stepping outside for a moment, Mr. O'Conner?" "Alright." "So, what 's this about?" " We're looking for Moosehead." " Haven't seen him." "You remember when you last saw him?" "Couple of weeks ago, I'm not sure." " Why?" "What 's going on?" " We're just trying to locate him." " Is he in some sort of trouble?" " We need to ask him some questions." " Sure you haven't seen him?" " Not lately." "If you see him around, we'd appreciate it if you contacted us." "Sure." "I'll do that." " What did they want?" " They are looking for Moosehead." "I said nothing." "Don't worry." "Lucky, I need to use your phone." "How dare you?" "How dare you?" "I thought that what I told you was in confidence." "Calm down." "What 're you talking about?" "What am I talking about?" "Two detectives just came by the bar... asking me about Moosehead." "You're the only one I said anything to." "How the hell did they know to come to me, if you didn't tell them?" "It 's not possible." "You know I can't repeat what was said in the confessional." "They pulled me out in front of everyone!" "And Tommy wasn't too happy about that." "Maybe you should get away." "I'm not gonna run now!" "I worked too hard for this." "You can't win with these guys!" "They're killers!" " Get away while you can." " I'll never get away if I run!" "This is getting to me!" "I'm freaking out with it all!" "I..." " What happened to you?" " Was he in your class at St. Mary's?" " Who?" " Frankie O'Neil." "Switched an all time low." "Caught him stealing from the poor box." "Was that you, Father?" "I thought I'd just heard something." "What?" "I told you everything I know." "I got nothing more to give you." " We've got a few more questions..." " I'm sorry, I'm busy right now." " Let 's go down to the Precinct." " I said I'm busy!" "Not busy enough." " We got us a tough guy here, huh?" " You're being a pain in my ass." "You wanna make it harder on yourself?" "C'mon!" "C'mon, Jimmy." "Work with us here." "We know you had nothing to do with the hit." "We also know you saw the guys who did it." "You won't want to be... with these guys when this thing cracks." "Deal with us." " We'll make sure you're protected." " I told you..." "I don't know what you're talking about!" "We'll put you in Witness Protection Program." "You'll disappear for a couple of months." " Witness Protection Program?" "What are you, fucking nuts?" "I'm an actor!" "How the fuck am I supposed to act if noone can know who I am?" "Yeah." "That 's what I thought too." "Look, I'm out of here." " Lf you guys got nothing on me..." " Come on." " I gotta get to rehearsal!" " You're not gonna go anywhere." "Just sit down." ""So foul and fair a day I have not seen..."" "What was that?" "Nothing!" " What do you make of this kid?" " He's holding out on us." " He knows what went down." " So what do we do with him?" " Let him go." " Let 's hold him and work on him some more." " No, he'll lawyer up on us and we'll never get anything." " Lf we let him go... we may never see him again." "We let him out." "As soon as word gets out on the street... he'll be back crying for a deal." "Bobby?" "It 's Jimmy." "What?" "Shit!" "Just tell Tommy that everything is cool... nothing was said and I'll square things with him in the morning." "Alright?" "Alright, thanks." "Wait, wait." "I want it dangerous, but I need it safe." "Okay, guys." "Jimmy!" "Jimmy, do you know the rudest thing an actor can do?" " Do you?" " I don't know." "No, he doesn't." "Well, the rudest thing an actor can do... is keep a cast waiting, and you've kept us waiting how long?" " Two..." "Over two hours!" " I know, I am sorry." "I got help up and I wasn't able to get a phone." "If we weren't opening tomorrow, you'd be gone!" " Is that clear?" " Yes, ma'am." " Jimmy!" " It 's me." "What the hell are you doing here!" "You scared me to death!" "I'm sorry, look, I just need your help." " You're bleeding." "Are you alright?" " I've been better." " God!" "You're bleeding all over!" " It 's not as bad as it looks." "We need to get you to a hospital!" "No!" "I'll be alright." "Can we just go inside?" "Anna, I need to clean this up and I need to crash for a while." "Can you please help me out?" "So, you're telling me you were just walking into your building... and someone grabbed you from behind and attacked you with an ice pick?" " That 's pretty much it." "Oh, my God!" "This has something to do with yesterday, doesn't it?" " I'm not sure." " What are you involved in?" " Something that 's really fucked up." " Did you call the police?" "No!" " I don't understand." " What are you talking about?" "Why can't you be honest with me?" "What do you want me to do?" "Tell you that I saw one of my best friends... a guy who's been like a brother to me... kill someone!" "That my head is about to explode, because I don't know who to trust?" "My God." "This is worse than just the other day, isn't it?" "Yeah." "It 's fucked up." "But I gotta do what is right." "I can't run away from this thing... because if I do, I'll never be able to have a life of my own." "I'm sorry, Anna." "I'm sorry I got you involved." "It 's okay, I'll help you!" "But you have to level with me!" "Alright." "Can I help you, sir?" " Hey, J. What do you say?" " Bobby, don't make a scene." " Where did you get this outfit?" " I borrowed it from the theater." "It 's a costume." " What the f." "Is going on?" " Bobby, I can't explain right now." "I just really need to talk to Tommy." "Do you know where he is?" "IDK." "He might still be at the Precinct." " What are you talking about?" " FYI, they pulled him out today." "Fuck!" " Look, have you seen Snake around?" " YM that junkie Frankie?" " Yeah!" " No." "Why d'you want that POS for?" "I don't know." "Something tells me he's mixed up in this thing." "No, IDK nothing!" "That 's between you and T, know what I'm talking?" "Yeah." "I hear ya." " Look, Bobby, do me a favor?" " What?" "Don't tell anyone you saw me." "Please!" " Okay." " Thanks." "Any word from Tommy?" "No, they're probably still busting his balls at the Precinct." "But don't worry." "Tommy's solid." "They'll never crack him." " It ain't him I'm worried about." " Don't worry." " I took care of the other problem." " What are you talking about?" "I shacked that O'Conner kid last night." " You what?" " I whacked that O'Conner kid." "You don't have to worry about him no more." "What kind of fucking Mameluke are you?" "You whacked that kid without my permission?" "I'd thought you'd be good with that." " Did you use an ice pick?" " Yeah, of course!" "Nunzio, Nunzio..." "you're fucking out of control." "We got guys popping up all over this fucking neighborhood... whacked by ice pick because of some beef they had with you." " What are you talking about?" " Johnny fucking Leatherhands." "Just last month." "You didn't think I'd heard about, did you?" "I know everything that goes down around here." "I never gave you permission to whack that fuck out!" " That prick owed me two grand!" " Oh!" "So I guess it didn't cross... your thick fucking skull that the cops could make you for this." "Everybody knows you had a beef with this O'Conner kid!" "And that you got a beating from him the other day..." "Don't worry." "I know what I'm doing." "Nunzio, when this shit is over, I'm fucking done with you." "Done!" "Hey!" "The fuck you doing out here?" "Heard you got pinched for beating on a fucking priest." " Man, I gotta walk out." "You fucking ratted me out?" "You fucking ratted me out I'll kill you." " Come on, man." "Chill out." "I wouldn't rat you." "Chill out!" "I'm serious, come on." "Give some of that candy." "Come on." "Keep it down." " Alright?" " Thank you." "Have a good time." "Fuck you." "What the fuck?" "Hey!" "Bruno, Nunzio!" "Get over here." " What the fuck is that I see?" " I thought he was dead!" "Yeah." "And I thought you fucking did it." "Bruno, take this Mameluke and catch up to that kid." "And hold him till I get there." " What the fuck is going on, Frankie?" " Nothing!" " Take your hands off me, bitch!" " Don't bullshit me..." "I'll throw you off this roof, I swear to God!" "Oh, yeah?" "What 's going on?" "You pull me up, I'll tell anything you want." "No!" "You tell me now!" "Now!" "Okay!" "Relax!" "Relax!" "It ain't no big deal!" "I just told the cops... you saw Mooshead go down!" "Please, don't do this." "How the fuck did you know that?" "'Cause..." "I was there when you was talking to the priest..." "Now get your motherfucking hands off of me!" "Get your motherfucking hands off of him." " We got business to do." " Lf you gentlemen excuse me..." "I got some business of my own to take care of." "You ain't going nowhere!" "What the fuck is going up here?" "Frankie the Snake is the fuck who rolled over." " How do you know that?" " He just told Jimmy." "They both know what went down." "I say we whack them both... and be done with this mess." " Look, just let me explain!" " Your days of explaining are over Jimmy boy!" " Hey, wait a minute, hold it." " I wanna hear what he has to say." " I didn't rat out to anyone!" "The cops pulled me in last night, but I didn't say anything!" "That 's why I came back here." "To square things away with Tommy!" " What the hell is this?" " What?" " This fucking outfit!" " It 's a costume." "Someone tried... to kill me last night and I thought it 'd be best not to be recognized until I'd straightened this out." " That someone was me, pretty boy!" "I don't know how the fuck you walked away, but your luck's ran out!" "I say we do them both and be done with this mess already." "Nunzio, hold on." "If you didn't fuck up, I wouldn't be in this mess!" "Chicky, you can ask Tommy." "I won't tell anyone anything!" "I can't take the chance." "C'mon, do what you got to do." "With pleasure." "Put that fucking thing away!" "Come on, what are you, nuts?" "Show some respect!" "Do it clean!" "Son of a bitch." "Drop the fucking gun, Nunzio!" "Drop the fucking gun... or I drop you!" "Drop the fucking gun!" "It 's down." "I always knew you were weak." "What the fuck happened?" "Nunzio's splattered all over the ally." "You've said it yourself, Uncle Chicky... you said he was a loose fucking canon." "He had to go." "Give me your gun." "Uncle Chicky, the kid is straight up." "He's straight up." "Go." "Get out of here." "I never liked that Nunzio anyway." "Come on, get out of here, before I change my mind." "Go." "It will be rain tonight." " Let it come down." " Treachery." "Fly, good Fleance!" "Fly, fly, fly!" ""Life is but a walking shadow." "A poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage... and then is heard no more."" " What the fuck is that?" " Shakespeare." "Where did you hear that horseshit from?" "A friend." "Yeah, yeah." "Thanks." "Good looking out." "Alright?" "We're even now!" " Come on, we're going." " What 's up?" "Frankie just washed up on Coney Island." "Three bullet holes in his head." " So, where we're going?" " Squeeze some shoes." " Whose?" " Chickie DeVito's." " You hear from Bruno?" " Yeah, no problems." "Now that that fucking Nunzio is out of the way..." "I think things will go a little better for us." "You think we can use that O'Conner kid down the line?" "I like him." "He's got a big set of balls on him, that kid." " No, no, he's gone." "Moving on." " Shit, that 's too bad." "Let me tell you something." "These fucking Irish... they get crazy when they drink." "But if you can keep 'em straight... they work their asses off for you." "Yeah." "What the fuck is the matter with you lately?" "You gotta take better care of yourself." "Stop smoking!" " Those fucking things will kill ya!" " Don't matter." "C'mon, look at me!" "I take good care of myself." "How do I look?" "You look... good." "I'm on a new diet." "I lost five pounds." "It 's a... protein diet." "All the meat and cheese you can stuff in your face." "Billy Bag of Donuts put me on to this diet." "And if I gain weight..." "I'll kill that fucking meathead." "What?" "Shit!" "Don't worry, I'll take care of it." "You do whatever you want, but you know you ain't got shit on him." " You let us worry about that." " What the fuck, Uncle Chicky..." " What are you doing?" " Let me get that." " He's dead." " What are you talking about?" "He was fine a couple of minutes ago." " Yeah?" "Well, he's dead now!" " Looks like he choked to death... on the shit he was eating." "Pete, let 's give the MT a call." "And get a radio car to back this up." " I want to get out of here." " What are we gonna do about him?" "Nothing." "He's right." "We got nothing on him." "I don't feel like... filling a lot or paperwork just to bust his balls." " But, John..." " Forget it." "It 's over." "You know, Uncle Chicky." "You don't look so good." "You have the early edition?" "Thank you." "I'm so nervous." " Just read it!" " Okay, okay." "Check this out. "Director Helen Manners can also be credited... for discovering some new and exciting talent." "Newcomer Jimmy O'Conner electrifies the role of Banquo... with an understanding of the violence and pain... that gives the character depth."" " He doesn't know the half of it." " Congratulations... exciting newcomer." "Look at this!" "Jimmy's in the paper!" "Gee!" "Not bad, huh?" "I guess that means he ain't gonna take the job." "So, can I stay with you tonight?" "We'll have a nice bath, I'll cheer you up, I want you to be happy!" "Yeah." "Hey, Jimmy." "Hey, Gina." "Hey, Moe." "Take a seat." "I can't stay." "I gotta go pack up." "So?" "Yeah." "For the gym." " Thanks for everything." " Jimmy!" "A little something to get you started." " I can't take this." " Relax!" "It 's clean." "You earned it at the gym anyway." "Now break a leg, asshole." " See ya, Moe." " Don't forget where you came from." "I couldn't if I wanted to." "Sometlmes I used to think If I ever got out of here..." "I'd nevercome back." "But now?" "I don't know." "There's still a lot of me here." "Besldes, it's only a 20 minute ride on the train." "The streets, people, the neighborhood... everything here will always be the same." "Everythlng but me."