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Bye.

Come on, let's go.

Guess it's the late night rush, huh? Just what?

See the back page?

Huh?

Ah, shit.

Another 20 bucks down the fucking toilet.

What you reading?

Something for school.

Yeah? Yeah.

How's that going?

Eh, sucks.

If I don't pull my grades up, I'm never getting out of this stump.

Maybe I could come over to your place sometime.

Help you study.

Yeah, my mom can make us snacks.

What kind of snacks?

Oh, easy.

Hey, which one sounds faster to you?

Highway South or Virginia Creeper?

Sorry.

Shaker.

Yeah, I don't have it with me. Yeah, that's convenient.

Hey, look, I don't have it by noon today. You'd kill me, right?

Got a call in, kiddo?

I'm going.

Yes, just a minute.

Hey, I'll see you later, Hazel.

Uh -huh.

Did they do the numbers?

5 -11.

He missed it.

Did you see?

Sorry.

And he should save for the cops.

What they want?

Keep your pants on, Slim. They're just giving you three o 'clock sugar and

caffeine. All right.

You listen to a special for tomorrow.

Try the meatloaf with gravy.

Makes you feel like in the night.

And recook.

It's nice.

Sounds like a way of name.

What kind of pie do you have?

Cherry and blueberry.

You can't have pie this late.

Blueberry. Can you eat that?

Of course.

And ice cream. And chocolate.

And some fries, please.

Pie and fries?

And a Coke, please.

Thank you.

Anything for you?

Yeah. Another date.

You like being a waitress, Kim?

No, ma 'am. I'm in college.

Give me toast.

Dry and dry.

So, where do you want to go tonight?

Morning, Mia.

What is this, prom night?

Come on, I'm just getting my second wind.

I hear adults only need two hours of sleep anyway, so... Well, I'll let you

next time I see an adult.

Bye. Bye. Bye. Bye. Bye.

Yes, this is my paper.

I want to see the paper.

I just bought this paper.

I want to see the paper.

I haven't even looked at it yet, okay?

The numbers.

Tell your pop to call it six.

Six, six, six, six and what? Page six is the post.

I want to check up on his society.

Million. Million?

Million what?

Six million.

Yeah, I was real busted up about the Holocaust. Oh, yeah?

He wants to see the numbers.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. No, no, no, no numbers.

All right, there you go, Pops. Knock yourself out.

How do you know his name?

Goodbye, thank you.

Okay.

Oh, oh, is everything else okay?

Lies of heaven.

if I lose my restaurant.

Oh, why?

Oh, why?

Mr. Zip, he's having a heart attack.

Listen, Mr. Whiskey, now you go sit. No, wait. Go sit. Are you done?

No, I'm an attorney.

We should get 911.

No, no, no. No comment.

Excuse me, sir.

Would you like to press charge?

So he's dead?

Lady, please.

He's dead, right?

Does anybody know this man?

I know Angela.

You know him? No. Did he ever come in here with anyone? No. What? Who cares?

He's dead. You seen him in here before?

No, he's never come in with anyone.

So, as far as we know, he has no relatives and no friends.

What are you talking about? We really should get 911 here. We should really

our brains here, people.

What ticket?

Now, who are you? No, no, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait just a second here.

Angela, I think you want to hear this. You know, we have to look... No, no, no,

no, no, no. She can call back in two minutes.

Hang on, just hang on. Just hear me out.

Okay.

He has the lottery ticket.

He claims it's worth six million dollars.

I say we check it before we talk to 911.

He's... He's dead.

Yes, he's dead.

And yes, he'll still be dead when the ambulance gets here.

Do you want cops here?

No cops. No cops.

Look, either we take this ticket or it ends up in the pocket of some jerk from

EMS. We check.

Two minutes.

We call the ambulance.

Nick?

Six million, Nick.

Nick. Dollars. Nick.

American. Hang up. Hang up. Hang up.

There.

Now we're being rational.

We've got to get an ambulance. Right after we check with David.

1, 2, 34, 37, 46, 50.

1, 2, 34, 37, 46, 50.

Six million dollars.

It's real.

Six million.

Oh.

Well, that's three million for you.

Three million for me?

It's your restaurant.

It's my idea, but it is your restaurant.

What? You're stealing the ticket?

I prefer the word appropriation.

Kim, love now. I know you hate to be corrected, but let's go back to first

math for a moment.

Let's start with Angela. Remember her?

She hung up on 9 -1 -1. Well, this black gentleman here... Hey, hey, hey, hey, I

don't... Yeah, you're absolutely right. This African -American gentleman. Fine.

The point is, we're all in this together.

And we should all share equally.

Fine. I can work with that.

So let's say my idea... Your idea was stealing a dead man's money as an idea.

Well, nobody else has.

It's still my restaurant.

Look, Kim... No, it's perfectly logical.

Look, Kim, we're all in this together.

We're all accomplices.

Accomplices? Five minutes ago, I was eating my omelet. Now we're accomplices.

Look,

kid. I was sixth in my class at Yale. I think I can handle it. Okay, listen.

We've committed a theft here.

This is a six million dollar heist.

We should all share this equally.

No. It isn't right.

It's still my restaurant.

So what?

Just because the old man happened to kick off in your diner doesn't mean you

a bigger share.

On the other hand, that was my newspaper.

Ray, I will personally reimburse you for the price of the newspaper. Now, can we

get on with this? No, no, no. It's my restaurant.

I decide.

We divide it all.

Everybody gets it. How many is here?

Five. Just me, you, you, and you and Angela. This is five.

Five of us.

Five.

You know her?

Yeah. She's a regular. Her name's Mamie.

Mamie. Mamie. Hi. How was life? Listen. Stick a pitchfork up your ass and twist.

Indeed. Our question was... You want money.

You get money.

You want to live?

You live.

I couldn't agree more.

You want coffee.

You get coffee.

I'm a tea drinker myself.

Oh, money.

It's alive.

Take it, want it? Take it.

Fucking money!

I think that's enough.

Listen, uh... I just don't think this is right.

Mr... Willie.

Willie Denton.

Willie.

You know, in each of our lives, there are things which are called moments.

Do you know what I mean?

Moments?

Do you see what I'm getting at?

You don't need the money?

Of course I need the money.

But I got a wife and kids. That's all the more reason.

Willie, let me talk to you man to man here.

Now, is a moment.

This right here, right now, is a moment.

You are right now in the middle of a moment.

And you have to make a decision.

Yeah, I know.

And I have.

Look, I don't want it, okay?

I don't want to get involved here, okay? Now, I'm leaving.

I didn't see a thing, all right?

Then go.

Go back to your life. Go back to your pathetic little minimum wage job.

Is that what you want?

Hey, I might not have a fancy job.

It's a damn good one. Ten dollars an hour.

That's good enough for my kids, and that's good enough for me.

You know, I don't like this very much either, but that's a lot of money. I

this could be way out for you.

Willie, of course you're a hard worker.

Willie, but now, now's the time to be smart.

Willie, you go home tonight, you bring your beautiful wife a bouquet of red

roses, you bring your children shiny new toys.

Willie, you tell them you won the lottery.

What does it matter, Willie?

No one's hurt.

No one's hurt.

But if you're with us, you're with us.

Maybe you're right.

You're with us. I said maybe.

That's great.

There are five of us.

How much more money does that make?

One million, two hundred thousand each.

When it comes to money, I'm very good at math.

Yeah, so we call the ambulance, we take care of the old man, and then in the

morning we all go down to the lottery office.

I got another idea.

Draco, we've got it back.

Yeah, it looks like it, huh?

Ray Watley.

Fuck you.

Right, uh, Mr. Straker, look, I'm a lawyer, so if you're trying to rattle

you're gonna have to do better than that.

Okay.

How's this?

It's a good start.

It's a good start.

So here's my idea, Ray.

Listen, this is no problem. There are six of us, that's a million dollars

apiece. Yeah, except I got a gun.

All right, so I get more.

Right, right.

Get two shares, okay?

That sounds fair. What do you guys think?

Just give me the fucking ticket.

Right, right.

No, what are you fucking doing? Give him the ticket. He's got a gun. Oh, really?

Is that what it is? Thank you.

Give him the ticket. Do something.

Oh, Kim, what do you want me to do? Hit him with my batarang?

No, no. Don't. Don't.

Don't.

Easy, cowboy.

Easy. Oh, God.

Okay, okay, okay. Cool it. All right, all right.

Okay. Okay, asshole.

Shut the fuck up. All right, all right, take it easy. You want the ticket? Take

it easy. Just relax.

Relax. It's okay, all right?

Just take it easy.

Relax.

Sergeant Penston, you're here.

Yes, I'm graduating.

Bitch.

the coffee house.

Are you with him?

It was self -defense.

No, no, no. It wasn't self -defense. It wasn't anything.

No, you picked up the knife to defend yourself. It's self -defense.

Kim, no one stabs a guy in the back in self -defense, all right? He had guns.

had guns. No, no, he didn't have guns.

Willie had guns. Jesus Christ, I can't believe this.

I'm going to prison. It's like that awful Stallone movie.

Paradise Alley.

No, the other awful one where he's in prison.

Victory. No, he's a person camping now. When I'm talking about the movie... Come

on, come on, come on. Can we just stick to the subject here for a second? Hey,

will you give me a break?

It's my last night on earth as a free man.

Stop whining. You're cute. You'll get along just fine. No, my career is shot.

Who'd hire a lawyer to stab me in the back?

Okay, look.

We, uh, we back you up, okay? To the cops. We'll back you up. You'll back me

Willie, there's a gun in the fryer.

Probably unlightened. There's a dead old man, two boots over. Kim is an

attorney. Angela's 12 years older. You!

You'll back me up?

I'm 18, all right.

Well, good.

You can be tried as an adult.

Look, we got to tell him something.

Maybe we can dump the body.

Look who just walked in.

Michael Corleone.

You don't think it's Shaker, right?

He always bets on horses. He's always complaining about the money he lost.

He's carrying a gun. He's kind of a psychopath. Maybe we can make him look

gangsters.

Like Payback.

Let's just look down. Okay, we need to slow down. We lead Barney out of the

restaurant. We dump Barney. I go get back. No, no. What are we going to do,

We're going to put his body in a plastic bag and dump him in the river? Come on,

we can't do that. You got a better idea?

No.

No, we can't.

We can't. I can't. Yes, you can.

Why can't you do it? Wait, you never seen a dead body before?

You live uptown, don't you? What does that suppose to mean?

I don't know.

Because I'm from the Bronx, a lot of people get killed all the time, right? I

mean, so I'm supposed to be used to this?

That's not what I meant.

He's making an ironic comment reflecting the media perceptions of neighborhoods

north of 125th Street.

Exactly. We stopped arguing.

We need body out of retro.

No, no, no. I'm going.

I don't know.

No, no, no.

I didn't mean anything, all right?

Now, we can see this through and we can all make some dollars.

Or we can all go to jail.

It's your choice.

But the cops will probably be at your house before you get there.

For what?

Hey, I didn't do anything.

Fingerprints on the knife say otherwise.

So what, you going to call the cops?

I didn't say that.

You're right.

Hey, I'm out of here. Willie, don't go.

No, no, no, listen. You do what you have to do, okay? This just isn't me.

Willie, I've seen you sit there and eat your omelet every night ever since I've

worked here. You know, what will you ever have?

You know what this is?

No, Angela, no, no, listen, I'm sorry, Angela. Come on, do it for your wife,

know, do it for your kids.

Listen, that's exactly who I am thinking about.

I mean, if I do this, how will I ever be able to look them in the eye again?

Now, Angela, you ought to think about this, too.

Russ, chicken chip!

Russ! Great.

Well, I think we ought to figure out a plan, all right? Let him go.

Dylan accessory.

He won't turn soon.

Makes it a million five each.

Damn! Damn!

Some clown here call 911?

No, no. Why?

Got a call about a bozo with a gun.

Oh, no.

No bozos here.

Must have been a crank call or something.

I'm sorry you went out of your way.

Oh, we didn't go out of our way. It's been really slow tonight.

Gee, I'm sorry.

Well, you know what? Actually, I think it's just about time for dinner.

Isn't it?

Could be, kiddo. Could be.

You still serve those guacamole burgers?

No guacamole.

No guacamole. Yeah.

Yeah, we still serve those.

Well, great. Let's eat dinner then, all right?

Shit.

As long as we're here, I guess.

Hey, Nick.

What's the special tonight?

Special? No special.

No guacamole, burger, no guac.

Sorry.

Hey. What are you doing? What do I do?

No, you're doing great. Just keep it up.

What the hey?

I just take the meatloaf, I guess.

You know?

Come see, come stop.

Know what I mean?

Course officer, right away.

And for you, Barry.

Oh, um, yeah, the turkey club would be fine, thanks.

Hey, right away.

You got that, Nick?

Hey, what's that bread?

Uh, white bread would be great.

White bread's a lot. Okay, white bread.

But damn cops don't know how to eat. You have to help me cook, it's easy.

No way, Bob, I don't cook.

Want some popcorn with that?

Sure. Also, I'm Martha Stewart.

Barry, tell me, how does it feel to be one of New York's bravest?

Oh, you know, actually, it's the fire department that's the bravest.

Oh, I'm so stupid sometimes.

Oh, no, no, no. No, not at all. Not at all. You know, that's a very common

mistake.

We're the finest.

Of course you are.

It's the Specialized Potluck Deluxe for just two bucks with

three cups each night.

Right. Restaurant business can be kind of crazy sometimes, huh?

Some nights are crazier than others.

You ever think of giving it up?

Only all the time.

What's that called? Skyfall.

Oh.

So did you marry a gorilla?

Yeah, right.

Oh, no, that's all right. That's all right.

He's just... He's just had a really

hard, hard day.

That is a doornail.

He's dead, dead, dead, dead, dead.

Toast, take a fork in him.

Barry, he's a skeleton. He shouldn't be sleeping here, all right?

It's not a bus station, Barry.

That's all right. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What are you trying to turn us into, an SRO? What's going on?

You're going to wake him. Barry, come on. Move it. Let's go.

Barry, get rid of him. He's right, Ann. It's not a good idea for you.

Pick up.

Pick up. Pick up meatloaf turkey.

If who's here?

Barry, Barry. Don't worry about it. Hey. Come on.

Yeah, screw him. Come on.

Yeah, sure.

You know, Angela.

You're doing a great job. Come over here, please.

Thanks for your time.

Cash and less tickets, you can go retire in Florida or something.

Why retire?

This is my place.

Mine. Yeah, but you don't have to work.

I like work.

What else do I have to do?

You don't like work?

No.

No, I'd have to say I don't.

Then why you work? You made no sense.

Well, in my case, I never wanted to be a lawyer.

In college, my major was mortuary sciences, so I...

But you can see why I love him.

Anyway, this guy comes to the lecture one day. There's a lawyer who

MCI in a lawsuit against 18... This is like 1980.

I'm sitting in this auditorium, listening to all this legal mumbo

wondering what I'm doing there.

And at one point, he mentions his fee for the MCI case.

You ready for this?

$92 million.

Yeah. We heard that correctly.

$92 million.

There's one -tenth of the judgment.

That's for one case. One case.

Right then and there, I knew exactly what I wanted to do with the rest of my

life. You wanted to be a lawyer.

Yeah.

I wanted to be a millionaire.

Where'd I come from?

We have nothing. My family has nothing.

One more drink.

New York City.

Hey, man, wait.

Grab me a million dollars.

Come on, help a man out. Give me a million dollars, boss. What?

Okay, okay.

A dollar.

You have to be Rocky's fellow, the simple fellow.

No, no, no.

It's cold out here, boss.

Look, not today.

Look, man, I'm cold.

I'm homeless. I'm hungry. I'm ugly.

My breath stinks.

Gotta be something. Look, I don't have it. You gotta have it. You the man from

GLAAD. You the Lone Ranger.

You're supposed to have it.

Supposed you were me.

Hey, but I ain't you. You could be.

Could be.

Look, I gotta get back to work. Hey, man, I'm sorry. I just don't have it,

I'm sorry.

You know, you ain't so special.

You're the same as me.

Hey, I thought the guys in white were... We're supposed to do good deeds.

Well, thank you, Angela.

Compliments to the chef and the waitress.

Hey, what's the damage?

Oh, I don't know. It's from the house of you.

Well, thanks, Dad. Thanks a lot.

I appreciate it.

Ah, thanks.

Hey, Angela.

You okay tonight?

I'm just a little tired.

You all right? Okay.

Look, we'll be around, huh?

You see if you can wake this jerk up and send him home, okay?

Absolutely. Promise.

See you later, Angela. Have a good night.

Bye -bye.

That was a great answer. You should get an award for that.

Yeah.

Cupcake of the year.

Thank you.

Try to relax.

Eat a Welcher.

What's happening?

1963 Studebaker.

It's pretty, baby.

I had one. I was a rock star in the 60s. Can you let me hold a couple of

dollars? You know what I'm saying?

Well, it seems like you're a polite and sincere gentleman.

Just a couple of days, baby. What a roll, baby. There you go. Yeah, baby.

brother. Me and you.

Yeah, peace, baby.

Yeah.

Carl,

listen to me, okay?

I appreciate the concern and that you're thinking of me, but there's no way.

Something wrong with my cousin?

Do you want to know?

Yeah. I want to know. Okay.

She looks like you.

So?

So.

So, I'm not ugly.

I didn't say that you were ugly. I didn't say you were ugly. I'm not ugly.

yeah, but Carl, I don't want to kiss you. I don't want to kiss you. Okay,

you see my point.

All right, so what do we do?

Kim?

I don't know. I was sick the day they taught her how to dump a dead body.

I don't know the protocol.

Aren't we supposed to drive to Jersey and bury him in a swamp?

If this was a movie, yes, that would be the thing to do.

No, I think the river.

Or in a dumpster.

Well, they'd be less likely to find him in the river. In the post, they find a

mobster in a dumpster.

Do you believe everything you read in the post?

Of course.

It's New York's oldest newspaper.

Hey, shut up!

Should we kill her, too, while we're at it?

Money, scumbag!

So who's going to get rid of the body?

Look, I'm happy.

Really.

Pam, that concerns me just a little. No.

No, really. It's no problem.

I mean, how often do you get an opportunity to bury a dead body? It's

kind of exciting.

You draw straws.

Well, Angela and I are out.

Why? Because we're women. We can't lift a dead body. Well, that's kind of

sexist. It's not sexist. It's practical. I can't lift a dead body, and Angela

weighs less than I do. Look, I'll go.

What about the ticket? Yes, you got the ticket.

Fine.

I'll leave the ticket here.

And Nick comes with me. Me? Hey!

useful dumping the body than you would be here. Helping me clean up the

Yes, that's right.

I'll stay here with Betty Crocker Wave and clean the kitchen.

Can you imagine how much pussy you'd get as a rock star?

I mean, if you were a rock star, I'd be all over you, man.

I wonder what kind of pussy a guy like Bon Jovi'd get.

You know, Jon Bon Jovi?

What do you think he could get? Like 20, 30 women a week?

I don't fucking know, man. What are you talking about?

I mean, it's weird, but...

It's like, I mean, I've been doing really good myself lately. It's like I'm

some kind of a fucking zone or something.

Uh -huh. And it's like they smell it on me. Now, you know what?

I'm looking for something kind of more serious now.

What, are you going to settle down and get married?

I mean, suppose you find some girl, this amazing girl, and you get married.

You settle down, you have your little house and your white picket fence and

shit, and you fuck her two and three times a week. And that's like...

150 times a year, 20 years, 50 ,000 fucking times you're going to fuck this

over the next 20 years? To me, no girl is worth more than a couple of hundred.

mean, sex is important, you know, but, like, I'm looking for some kind of

commonality now. I'm looking for... I'm looking for somebody who understands me.

I'm looking for somebody who understands what we do. You don't understand that?

Man, fuck that.

No one understands what we do.

Nah, well.

Well, I'm getting tired of working hard every day.

Push it back towards me.

I'm working every day and not getting much pay.

I got a big guy who can cut it in a pretty good way.

We got to cut it. No, no, no. We got to keep it.

Not everybody.

Hey, guys.

Good. What's up, man? Got one of those ties?

Yeah. Which tie? Which tie?

Oh.

Can you breathe?

Yeah.

But I got it. I got it.

Rob, quick.

Yeah, just leave me here.

Son of a bitch, I'll teach you to mess with Ray Watson!

Ray!

Ray!

Ray! Hurry up!

Nathan!

Oh, Nathan!

Fuckin' shit, I'm sick of this shit!

Never felt so brightly how heavy a dead guy is.

great, you know? This is really exciting.

It's like Goodfellas, you know? Uh, what is Goodfellas? Movie.

It's a movie.

What, you don't see movies?

Uh, no good movies. I run restaurants.

Yeah, well, then you watch TV.

I have no TV.

Oh, no, no, no, no, Nick. Then you're really missing out. No, TV's important.

Now, take me. I study all the greats. Perry Mason?

Yeah, he had the moves.

He's like the Michael Jordan of the courtroom, you know?

He's... I run restaurants.

Yeah, Nick, Nick, but art. Art is important.

Nick, you gotta have entertainment.

Yeah.

What the fuck?

This shit is always open.

Whoa!

Oh, God!

Uh, sorry, we're closed for the evening.

Uh, the sign says open.

Well, I said close.

Take a hike. Bitch.

Hey. Hey, lady.

Look, I just need to light my cigarette, and my friend has to take a whiz.

It's charming, but the bathrooms are for customers only.

Oh, we're customers.

Not in this lifetime.

Power lunch for lawyers.

Pies, fries, ice cream.

Make you smart, fam.

A cart is nice.

I write these specials.

People like specials.

It's a special cart.

It's American way.

Yeah, that's special.

Hey,

you there?

Hello, lady, lady.

Maybe we got off on the wrong foot.

We're looking for a friend.

Aren't we all?

I mean like a specific friend. He hangs out in the back booth over there. Coming

out of the woodwork tonight.

It's a goddamn doubleheader.

Okay, let's... Let me put it to you this way.

Either you let us in or my friend Johnny here... My friend Johnny here is going

to start to howl like a dog. And you're not going to like it. Not one bit.

Look, we're...

Go ahead.

Just take a look.

Thank you.

You're so fucking kind.

Take a look around.

All right, we'll drag the guy across this parking lot down the pier.

What do you think that is, what, 30 yards altogether?

I think one mile.

It's still the best place we've seen.

All right, let's do it. No, no, no, no, no.

These are no good.

Joggers. What?

People, they jog here all the time, I know.

Yeah? All right, fine.

Fine, we'll find another place. Come on. Okay. Yeah.

You know, you're kind of upscale to be working here.

Oh, Jacob.

You know, if your friend was here, he's clearly not here now.

Yeah, but you must have seen him. He always sits in that booth over there.

Oh.

I knew. We're going upscale.

Uh -huh.

He always sits in the same booth.

He wears a leather jacket.

You haven't seen him. He's got lapels kind of like this, exactly like this.

No?

Yeah, same thing.

He ain't here, man.

No strikers. He ain't here. Let's go.

I'll let you know if I see a low life with Armani lapel.

Uh -huh.

All right.

Bye -bye.

Bye -bye.

Yo!

You think you can fit him down one of these rain gutters?

No. Hey!

Got a million dollars?

Yeah, you bum.

Smuck. Okay, here's another one.

Two guys with guns, one black, one white. Who do you go for?

I don't know.

The black guy. Always the black guy.

Well, isn't that kind of racist?

I'd rather be a live racist than a dead cop.

It's a known fact that blacks commit most of the violent crimes in this

Yeah, but there's certain sociological reasons for that.

A guy with a gun is not a sociologist, and that's the end of that story.

What happens when you get the wrong guy?

You think too much.

mind the homestead while the men are on the hunt.

Oh, fuck.

Look at my outfit.

It's ruined.

Eight hundred bucks down the drain.

So, college, huh? What do you want to be? A beautician?

Manicurist? I'm studying forestry. You shouldn't.

Nope.

Forestry.

The study of trees?

Duh. You're studying trees.

You have one with you?

No, I just... It's just that you're relatively pretty, that's all.

Have you ever been in a forest?

I know, I know.

I'd have to check the know -box on that one.

Forest is not my métier.

Oh, you should go sometime.

It's very beautiful.

Well, I will.

And I'll tell him you came.

You know, for a million dollars, you could study trees.

Three million.

But I'm bored.

Can't blame the girl for trying.

Where the fuck is he?

I don't know. Dick said he called from the diner, and he was waiting for a

Not like him to miss a call on the horses, man.

If there's one thing about figures... Yeah, he's consistent, I know. He's

better than that.

Always doubles over to the left when you punch him in the kidney.

He's always in that booth.

Always everything.

Fucking monotonous.

Nah, you know what? He's reliable.

You could learn something from him.

Say what?

Yeah. Not really. I like reliable. I think it's professional.

Professional deadbeat.

He's a fucking piece of shit, man. He's a pathetic piece of shit. When I see

him, I'm gonna kick his fucking face in.

Right there, there's the highway.

Just past that's the East River, so... No, no, yeah, it's too close to town.

What is?

That river, yeah, it's too close to town. No, Nick, this is New York City.

river's close to everything.

Jesus. Ray?

Yeah, I love you.

Come on. Oh, God, no.

I just went out with him tonight because I thought he'd be a fun guy.

Of course, you didn't know he'd be this much fun.

Right.

Oh, he's cute.

I look at him and blush, but, you know, is he on drugs or something?

No, he's just a natural, grade -A, 100 % loser.

Yeah. My mom, she caught me doing drugs. She probably chewed off my head and

swallowed.

She's a maniac.

Well, you could always kill her.

It was a joke.

Oh, Louie, I've come very close.

It's better if we moved on to another subject.

Well, I'm stumped. You got any ideas?

We only have to find some place where no one can see.

No, Nick, eight million people live here.

There's no way.

So what do you want to do now?

Oh, I don't know.

Let's call him. Let's put the tape.

Listen to some music, man. What the fuck are you doing? What are you doing?

Just to my boss.

Won't you ever adjust your balls?

I adjust my balls, but I don't do it in a violent fashion like that.

Okay, I... Nick,

do me a favor.

When you pull this off, you fix the table so they don't wobble, yeah?

Mr. Lawyer Man, if we get money, I'd love to put it on... real wood paddling

over my diner. I maybe have two specials a day.

I

never

pick up something

so heavy.

Lock your arm around the legs. I'll get the head.

Whole city's gonna be like this soon.

How's that?

Everything in New York was built in the same 50 -year period.

Stands to reason that everything will break down in that same 50 -year period.

Combine that crumbling infrastructure with a deteriorating social climate, you

got one fucked up baked apple, my friend.

And I, for one, want no part of it.

so easy and untouchables, you know?

We gotta leave this thing here.

I know it's better off in a dumpster, but it's still miles away from the

shop. You okay with that?

Is that okay?

Hey, buddy.

Yes, sir.

Officer.

You got a problem there, buddy?

No, sir. It's, uh... Nature calls.

You be fouling our beautiful city or what?

It's, uh, too many cups of coffee.

Be careful.

Guy could get killed around here.

Sir, yes, sir.

I've learned my lesson. I...

I won't do it again.

See to it that you don't.

Have a good morning.

And have a good night.

Thank you, officer.

Watch more movies.

You're a good actor.

Hey, movie star Ray's special.

I eat like Hollywood, free fruit and nuts.

He's nice.

That's great.

Now we've got to find another place to dump the body.

You got any ideas?

One idea.

What? He was taking a piss.

Yeah, but why?

What, Carl? He needs a reason to take a piss?

Why in that alley?

What is a white guy wearing a suit like that, doing by himself in a neighborhood

like this at night?

Something going on? Like what?

I don't know.

Money, uh, drugs.

Why you say that?

Of course, that's what it's always about.

You know what I say?

No, Carl, I don't. What do you say?

I say, why should the scum get all the money? You know what I mean?

Sure, I think I know what you're saying with that. I think you mean, you know...

Don't worry, rookie.

You will.

Yeah,

this is perfect place.

Nick.

We just drove around the entire fucking city so we could dump the body in your

dumpster. It's perfect place. No one go.

It's like old Greek saying.

The Acropolis is

what

the Acropolis is belong.

Yeah, yeah.

Location, location, location.

Location, location.

Thanks, kid.

Yeah.

Gosh,

we ought to have these little get -togethers more often.

You can't be serious.

Fucking A, I'm not.

I never want to see any of you people again.

I'm going to buy a house upstate and live a normal life.

You seem more of like a city person to me.

You know, I think every city person hopes to one day become Godzilla and

all into dust.

I hate this city with every fiber of my being.

And I get so much shit every day from so many different directions.

When I didn't have a choice, I said, all right, I'll fight.

Now I do have a choice, and I say, leave it.

House. Dog.

Man.

Breaking leaves.

Picking apples.

Watching the sunset.

Shit, I'd kill for that.

Here comes the jerk -off patrol!

How'd it go?

It was good.

He and me were like godfellas.

Goodfellas, Nick?

Yeah. Well, let's just hope it's not the scene where you find out the body isn't

dead.

This... You know, this just doesn't seem real. It just... It just doesn't seem

real.

How much are the taxes?

About eight.

Eight hundred and fifty thousand each.

Depending on your income this year. Oh, jeez.

But I already feel a little bit disappointed.

Well, are we going to be millionaires?

Not unless somebody else gets killed.

I always knew if I had a nice lump sum of capital, I could find the right deal,

plunge into it and become a legend.

Like that guy who backed Xerox when they first started.

I can see it now. My face on the front of Fortune.

Ray Whatley, the new golden boy.

What do we do now? Now we call 911. The cops come here, they see the old man

dead, they take him away. That's it.

Don't they know how long the body's been dead? It doesn't matter.

We have the cops here.

They saw him sitting there.

He was dead already, but nobody knew it. An old man has a heart attack in a

diner in the middle of the night.

He's gonna care.

You know, this is gonna be one time I'm gonna love when cops come in the door.

You know, I'm gonna have cops special.

Eat all night for free, just like always is nice.

You fucking... You jerk off.

You fucking... We'll call 911, though. Let's take care of Miss Manners, huh?

Just as much mine as yours.

We take him to the hospital.

No, we can't take him to a hospital. But he's dying.

Listen, the guy needs help, okay? He needs to go to a hospital.

Who the fuck are you? You walked out. You don't even belong here.

Hey, come on. I was here. I could have called the cops, but I didn't. You owe

my share.

Oh, come on, Kim.

I mean, he came back. I mean, if anything, I think we could definitely

extra mine, you know?

Fine. Why don't you split your share with him, then?

Oh, come on, Kim. We need to stick together, you know?

Okay.

I am now acting under protest.

No, no dust tonight.

What do we do?

We put him someplace.

Out of restaurant. How? Where?

Jesus Christ, he's helpless. I mean, we've got to help him. What about the

ticket? Listen, why can't we just split the winnings with him?

Oh, sure.

Hey, mister, we'll save your life if you give us five -sixths of your winnings.

If he lives, it's his ticket.

It's a day.

I go into a coffee shop.

I buy myself a cup of soup.

I get my tickets.

A man walks in, white, dirty.

Hey, do you know what you're doing?

Does any of us know what we're doing? Does that lady sing in?

Come on, come on.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I didn't mean it. What the hell are you doing?

I did what I had to do. You could have killed him. That's what I had to do. No,

no, you didn't have to do that, you fucking bitch.

Kim, I got to ask you a question.

Yes, Ray, what is it?

Why would you do that? Why would you rip the fan out of the ceiling?

No, no, Kim. We all wanted it, Ray.

No one said it, but we all thought it.

Everyone here thought it.

Yeah, but we didn't do that. So I did, and that's it.

What's the big deal? He had a heart attack and died.

He had another heart attack and he died again.

What difference does it make? Well, one is murder.

And the difference is?

For murder, you go to prison.

Oh, really?

Great. Then we're all going to jail. Great. No, not we're all. Just you,

Just you.

So you can all have my share of the money?

You killed this man.

When he had his heart attack, what did we do?

We made a decision.

We all decided to check the ticket and then call the ambulance.

And what was that?

And in the... Straker.

Straker's own gun at his head. What was that?

What were you thinking?

What were you going to do?

Well, I wasn't going to kill him.

But you did. Anyway.

The two of you. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Don't drag me into this. I was just standing

there with a knife. Hey, I didn't kill anybody.

No, me neither.

Can you prove it?

Can you prove it in a court of law? Can you? Listen, Willie, don't try to turn

this around. I'm so sick of you trying to manipulate me.

You're the one that killed this man, not me.

That's right, Willie.

I did what nobody else had the balls to do. And that's where we are.

We're all in this together.

That's the deal.

I get my house.

Ray will find his deal. Nick gets to keep his coffee shop. Angela goes to a

college. And the old man is dead, just like it's supposed to be.

And you, Willie, you

came back.

We might all be crazy, but you, you came

back.

How am I going to live? with us now.

Oh, God.

Mom, I'm so sorry.

Don't worry about it, kid.

I'll get over it.

You'd be surprised how easy it is.

It's what we all wanted, right?

Excuse me.

Dinah, Dinah, close.

Dinah, close.

Dinah, close.

Stop, Dinah. Dinah!

But this is one of the busiest, closed, all -night diners that I have ever not

eaten in.

We meet again.

Well, Kim, you want to tell me what's going on here?

I told you before, your friend isn't here.

These gentlemen came by earlier looking for an acquaintance.

What is this, a family fucking therapy session?

Some group encounter bullshit?

Actually, you know, we don't care what's going on here. We just have to find our

friend, and I think that one of you can help.

He's about...

Five, ten, gnarly -looking dude.

No, no, I don't know. No? No, you, you, you... He always hangs in that back

booth over there.

Bad.

Where's the funky leather jacket?

No idea.

Okay, use flash.

Where's Straker?

Last time anyone heard from him, he was sitting right in his fucking daughter!

Now we need him, and we need him now.

We don't know your friend.

Leave my place! You leave now!

Chill the fuck out.

We just need one or two things.

We need Straker, Straker's whereabouts, or the money Straker owes our boss.

That's three things.

You know, it never ceases to amaze me how some people lose perspective over

what's really going on.

Let me clear this up.

I don't know what's going on here. I don't know what the hell's going on

but in about ten seconds, one of three things is going to be right here.

Straker, Straker's money, or this asshole's brain. That's three, right,

Huh? Yes, sir. Yes, sir. That's three. Look, look, I know exactly... How much

does he owe?

What, are you going to cover for him? How much?

Johnny, how much does Straker owe?

Oh, let me see here. It would be... Straker, Straker, Straker.

Um, uh, $27 ,000.

All right.

Okay. All right.

Okay. Okay. All right.

We'll cover it. Let's have it. Fuck it up. It's not that simple.

Uh -huh. Oh, I'm so fucking surprised.

We have love for Dickie.

Uh -huh. Yeah, we have today's lottery ticket. Uh -huh. Today's winning lottery

ticket. How much is it worth?

Six million bucks.

That much?

You got the ticket 1, 2, 34, 37, 46, 50. Yeah.

I saw the drawing.

It's my prison ID number and my mom's birthday, remember?

Right, right, I remember that. So you got the winning ticket. So we'll cash it

in and give you the money later today.

Hey, the fuck do you think we are?

That's your money.

We just won our $27 ,000.

And we'll be on our way.

Please.

Well, we got a plan.

That's wonderful.

We might as well have a seat.

Break out the party favors.

Hey, uh, I don't mean to shit in your birthday cake here, folks, but what's up

with the asphyxiated old man?

Got a fucking beached whale over here.

Put the squeeze on the fossil.

An unfortunate necessity.

Clean job.

Come here, man.

Some professional advice.

You got to wrap that up to go.

You got a dumpster outside or something?

Put it in there. That's a great place to hide a corpse.

And I got some friends in the garbage business. They just come, they take it.

problem.

All right?

That's great.

I'm so happy.

Come on, Pops.

Wait, I'll give you a hand. Hold on, hold on.

Ready? One, two, three.

First cooking, now this.

Watch it.

Easy.

You're a fine looking lady. Anybody ever tell you that? Sorry, Monsieur. I'd

rather not play the dating game right now.

So how'd you get stuck with this?

Nobody asked your help.

Hey, take it easy. I just want to make sure you're okay.

Okay. Of course I'm okay.

Why wouldn't I be okay? I'm always okay. If I wasn't okay, who was going to

handle this?

Ray? Angela?

Yeah, right.

So just like everything else in my life, this is up to me.

This old man, this sweet, dead old man, is

my responsibility.

And I don't know why the hell I'm telling you this.

Is your responsibility?

I think the word victim.

Hey.

I just need a break.

Hey.

Take it easy.

In my opinion, you're strictly professional.

You did what you had to do.

I had to.

I know. I remember my first time.

I had to.

Damn it.

Forget about it. Come on.

Some kind of accident?

Oh, yes.

Yes, it is.

Some kind of accident.

Some kind of accident.

I know you.

Uh, no.

I don't think so.

Are you sure?

I really don't think so. Sorry.

So?

What happened to the fan here?

After what the fan did, I was...

It came loose and fell.

I was checking it out.

You an electrician?

No.

A baker.

Uh -huh.

You know, I was almost an electrician once.

Maybe I could help you with this fan here.

Oh, no. No, you don't have to bother with the paint. Don't worry. I make you

specialty. I make white bread for you. I'm never white bread.

And behind door number two, we have a brand new washer dryer.

Angel, do me a favor. Give her a piece of pie or some fucking thing, all right?

Just give her a piece of pie, will you?

All right.

Pie and whipped cream.

Oh, boy. This is my lucky day.

Here you go, Mimi.

Got real quiet in here all of a sudden, didn't it?

You folks don't mind me poking around up here, do you?

I mean, there's nothing hidden up there, is there?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

No, no, I'm fine.

You better fix this thing. You better call someone. Call him, Morgan.

I'm, uh... Well...

I should get back to work.

No, no, no, no.

I'm going to have to keep everybody here a few minutes, I think. Angela, give me

some coffee.

Angela.

Coffee.

Drugs. And you two.

You.

You want to tell me what you were doing in the back of this diner here?

Is there some reason for this interrogation?

Oh, I'm just asking a few questions.

Well, then I should advise you that I'm a lawyer.

A professional.

What does that make you, Judge Ito?

He's my client.

Of course.

Are you going to tell me what you two are doing in the kitchen?

Sorry, that's client -attorney privilege.

Give me a break.

You wouldn't want us to break the law, would you, officer?

Well, now...

That all depends.

You know, fucko... Barry.

Look what we got here.

We got a waitress on drugs.

I am not on drugs!

A waitress who denies being on drugs.

Got a ceiling fan on the floor.

A baker.

A couple of lovebirds.

And a random collection of strangers in an...

A closed all -night diner. What do you think, Gary, huh?

It's a puzzler, Carl.

Yes, a puzzler.

Well,

I didn't do anything wrong. I just brought some rolls here, so I'm going to

to get back to work. I don't care.

It's going anywhere, all right? Now, there's something going on in this

and I'm not leaving until I find out what it is.

Barry, you go outside and check out that. Should I call backup? No, no, no

backup. You just go check out that, all right?

Move, come on.

Everybody stays, all right?

Hey, you.

What about you?

Uh, me.

I work with Willie.

At the bakery.

Yeah, the bakery.

Listen, I gotta go. I don't know these people. I gotta go, really. Yeah, we

really need to get back to the bakery.

Actually, your name is?

Moore. Scott Moore.

You guys might be.

You know, I left my wallet in my other room. Actually, both of these men, they

just come here. They got nothing to do with this. Am I talking to you? No. Beat

it. So.

Now, you've been with Willie all night, right? Yeah, we've been together all

night. As a matter of fact, we really need to get back to the bakery. So,

Willie, you ready to go? We should probably head out.

Look, actually, I don't know this man, okay? I don't want to get involved with

him. I got a family, man. No, Willie. God damn it, Willie.

Brother, come on. After what we've been through.

We're good kids. No, God damn it, Willie. We're that fucking close.

Now, don't you fuck it up for me.

God damn it.

Knock it off.

No, our old man had a heart attack. He died.

Come on. Come on, Barry. Get around and tell them. Come on, move. Let's go.

Shut up. Stay open. He died. We have no place to put him. I got him. I got him.

Did I just say he died?

A heart attack.

Yeah. It happened when the fan fell.

Yeah, yeah. Well, I guess I'd have a heart attack, too, if someone stuck a

in my back.

Easy. Right.

Oh, what the... What?

Baker, I can't believe this shit.

So it looks like we're gonna have a much longer night than I thought.

So now, there are two things here that need some clarification.

Who killed our friend here?

And more importantly, where is my share?

Your share?

Oh, God.

Our share?

Our share? Yes, Barry, our share. You don't want your share? I didn't realize.

Yeah.

And if we don't get our share,

you're all going to jail.

Jail?

On what charge?

Where would you like to start, counselor?

Huh?

Wait a second. I really don't understand what you mean by sheer. Barry, how do

you think I make it on a cop's salary?

This is it.

Misviation time, rookie.

Now you're going to turn me in?

You're going to join the force?

I guess, um... Hey, hey, I didn't really think... No, I mean, you can't do this

to me. No, you can't. You can't do this to me. No. All I want to do is go to

school. You know, that's all I want to fucking do.

Oh, shit, I mean...

Officer. I had nothing to do with that old guy.

He did it.

What? Yeah.

Yeah, he killed him. Whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you talking about? I didn't do

anything. She killed the old guy.

What old guy? What old guy, Willie? Wait, wait, wait. You mean the old guy

had the heart attack? He stabbed the guy. Hey, Angie. Angie, tell him. Tell

No. I don't know. No, no, no.

I've never even been in this diner. All right, Carl. You know what? That's it.

I'm going to call for that. Look, you check that asshole right there. He's got

gun on him now. Go check him. What? What are you calling an asshole, you little

worm?

At least he never stabbed anybody in the back.

What the fuck are you talking about?

You fucking bitch! Hey, hey, hey! Hey!

What are you doing?

Keep your hands off the gun!

Keep your hands off the gun!

Look at that.

That's better.

Thank you.