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(SOFT BREATHING) (MONITOR BEEPING STEADILY)

(KNOCKING)

(KNOCKING CONTINUES)

(WATER RUNNING)

(TV PLAYING INDISTINCTLY)

Hey, Sidney. (DOOR OPENING)

You take care of yourself. (CLATTERING)

Oh!

My limo is here. Mazel tov.

(MAN SINGING IN ITALIAN)

Jesus Christ! Joe May. I thought you were dead.

Vicious rumor, Chevy, my man. How about a shot and a beer?

So, where you been? County hospital.

Pneumonia. Pneumonia?

Yeah. Jesus!

I'm all right now. How long they keep you?

Seven weeks. You believe it?

Seven weeks! Wish I'd have known.

I would've come by. You know me. Yeah, sure.

Hey, is Billy around? Ah, he was in about a week ago.

You know, he don't live across the street no more.

He's in a senior center up on Palina.

Billy, in an old people's home?

Assisted living. And get this, he says he loves it.

Says if he'd known it was so nice, he would've moved in years ago.

Yeah, well, we'll see about that.

Nice coat. Thank you.

Little thin for the weather, ain't it? Maybe.

But I look good in it, don't you think, Chevy? Sure, you look great, Joe.

(KNOCKING ON TABLE) See you later.

Oh! By the way, I ran into Al Brookholtz last week. Yeah?

Yeah, his brother-in-law was down the hall from me. Cancer, I think.

Yeah, I heard about that. It's funny, 'cause

Brookholtz said you were the one who told him that I was in with pneumonia.

Look, Joe, I would've come by... Don't sweat it, Chevy.

Dirty-minded cocksucker.

(SIGHING)

(HIP-HOP PLAYING FAINTLY)

(PANTING)

(BALL BOUNCING)

Hello there. You new here?

Miserable little kid.

(OPENING REFRIGERATOR)

(WATER RUNNING)

(KNOCKING) WOMAN: Come in, honey.

Almost done, baby.

(SCREAMING) (GROANING)

Oh!

(PANTING) Oh!

For fuck's sakes, Joe. You just vanished.

What the hell was I supposed to think?

I don't hear from you five, six weeks?

It's all right, I work at a hospital.

So, what'd you do with all my stuff? LANDLORD: It's... Gone.

No shit, it's gone. What did you do with it?

I threw it away.

Aw... For Christ's sakes, Joe,

I thought you were dead.

So, that's it? You just toss everything away?

My whole life? Joe, it was trash.

I couldn't have given that shit away if I tried.

Listen. Look, look, look. I got a place opening up.

South side, end of February...

Frankly, I don't know if you can afford it, but...

South side? I don't want a place on the south side.

Who the fuck wants to live on the south side?

Joe, look, easy, huh? This is my home.

40 years!

40 years I've been here. Come on, let's...

Get your hands off of me!

You and my son, my son and you, you used to play right out there in my hallway.

Do you remember that? Joe, times change.

I'm just trying to make a living like everybody else.

Times change?

Times change? That's it, huh?

I mean, that... That's all you got to say to me,

is that times change?

I'm sorry, Joe.

Times change.

Well...

This isn't over yet.

(DOOR OPENING)

(DOOR CLOSING)

Life sucks, kid.

Have a good night, Jenny. Good night, Kyle.

Hi.

(INDISTINCT) JENNY: I know.

I just need a few more days.

(HONKING)

(JENNY GASPING)

Where's the kid gonna sleep? JENNY: With me.

Well, you know, I could sleep on the couch. It's all right.

Okay, come on, honey. Let's go.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(KNOCKING)

These were in the closet when I moved in.

Not much good without my record player, are they?

Anyway, I just thought you might want them. Thanks.

Thanks. No problem.

You want some coffee?

So, where are you gonna go?

I got friends.

Uh...

Mind if I leave these here, just until I get settled?

Sure.

Well...

Thanks again.

You know, I never did catch your name.

Jenny. Jenny Rapp.

Like the music.

That's a very pretty name.

I'm Joe. Joe May.

Like the month. (SLAPS THIGH)

Stay out of trouble.

(KEYBOARD CLACKING) (BEEP)

MAN: Here we go. Towed on November 7th.

Classified as abandoned on December 7th.

Sold at auction, December 10th.

Wow, somebody got a deal, 75 bucks.

Wait a second, wait a second,

you sold my car?

Well, not me personally, but yes, sir, your car was sold.

(STAMMERING) Well, it's gone? My car is gone? That's it?

That's what you're telling me?

Yes, sir. But it was my car.

Not exactly. It was abandoned as of December 7th.

But I didn't abandon it, okay?

I didn't abandon it. I was indisposed.

Sorry. Sorry?

That's all you got to say, is you're sorry?

What the fuck! Who's in charge around this joint?

That would be me. Well, I want to file a complaint.

I'm gonna... There's a pay phone right outside.

Ah, there's the number.

But if I was you, I'd just drop it.

I mean, see here?

You got $250 in unpaid parking tickets,

$185 towing fee, $1,000 storage fee.

I don't know what the Kelley Blue Book is on an '89 Cutlass,

but I'd say you're getting off easy.

Yeah, well, you ain't me.

Son of a bitch.

TELLER: It's $443.63.

That's it? Yes, sir.

That's all of it? That's everything.

(SIGHS) All right, look, I want all of it.

Okay. Hundred dollar bill,

two 50s, five 20s, 10 10s,

and the rest in singles.

That's 43 singles. I'm aware of that.

Give me a rubber band, too, would ya?

Here you go.

Give me a shot and a beer, will ya, Chevy?

(CASH REGISTER CLANGS)

(LINE RINGING)

MAN: (ON PHONE) Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

(COIN RATTLES)

(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)

I thought you were gonna stay with friends.

Well,

sometimes your plans don't work out.

Well, I got a little proposition for you.

You need a place to stay, and...

I could use a little help with the rent.

You get where I'm going with this?

What about your kid? What about her?

Well, where's she gonna sleep?

With me.

Look...

There's a good chance that I'm not gonna be

needing this place much longer.

I'm kind of waiting on something.

If it works out.

100 a week sound fair?

(SPITS)

(CLATTERS)

Do you mind?

Don't you have someplace you have to be?

School or something?

How about spreading out a little bit?

Give me some elbow room there, would ya?

(SIGHS)

I'm sorry, kid, it's just that I've been

having a pretty shitty time of it lately.

Me too.

Well, what do you know, she speaks!

How very nice.

You had a shitty day, huh?

What'd someone do, pull your pigtails at school?

No. Your ice cream fall on the ground?

Well, whatever it is, that's life, kid.

One day you're on top of the world,

and the next day you're floating in the crapper.

The sooner you learn that,

the better off you're gonna be.

Piece of shit.

(SIGHS)

Hey, come here for a minute. Come on.

Get up on that crate.

You see that guy over there?

Yeah. Yeah. The guy with the pole?

Fucker stole my pigeons.

Why don't you call the cops?

Well, it ain't like that.

All I gotta do is fix up this coop,

make a nice home for them, some food, water,

clean hay to lay on,

and they'll come back.

They always come back.

All you gotta do is make it nice for them.

Stan's a cop.

Who's Stan?

Mommy's boyfriend.

Oh, your mother's got a boyfriend!

And you like this guy... What's his name?

Stan.

This guy, Stan, do you like him?

No, huh?

Well...

At least that's something, kid.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Excuse me.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

(KNOCKING CONTINUES)

Go back to sleep, Angie.

Joe! Hello.

Shh!

Think I forgot my key.

Come on, move.

Where we going, Jenny Rapp?

(CHUCKLES)

I was just saying...

Okay, sit down.

I was just... I was just saying...

You know, Jenny Rapp is a pretty girl.

I was saying that.

I think I was saying that. Anyway...

You are kind of a pretty girl, actually.

Here. Drink this.

Please.

What the fuck?

Huh?

He's drunk.

Well, well, well.

The crazy pigeon man!

Those your birds upstairs?

Don't you know it's illegal to keep pigeons in the city of Chicago?

Get your fucking hands off me!

(STAN LAUGHS) (JENNY SHRIEKS)

Stan... ANGIE: Leave him alone!

Angelina, get out of here!

Go to your bed.

He's hurt.

JENNY: Angelina, go!

Go to bed now!

I said go.

STAN: You ought to just leave him there.

Teach the old fuck a lesson.

Are you gonna help me or what?

Shit.

All right.

Stop.

Stop it.

Stop.

I, uh...

(HORN HONKING)

You called a car?

When we get there, I want you to pull up

right in front of this joint like we own it, okay?

Now, how much to open the door for me when I get out?

Ten bucks.

All right, but you do it again when I get back in, you understand?

No problem. All right.

And no chit-chatting with those other drivers

while I'm inside. We're here on business.

MAN: Joe May!

I thought you were dead!

What do you say, Georgie-boy?

How the hell you been? I'm good, you?

Eh, okay, uh...

I heard you were sick or something.

Nah, nah, nah, I'm fine. Listen, uh...

Lenny inside?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Come on inside.

Yeah, I'll check you out later, huh?

Yeah.

(CHUCKLING)

Morning, Len.

Thought you were dead. (CHUCKLES)

Rumors, Lenny. Vicious, vicious rumors.

You're looking really sharp this morning, Len.

Pass the pepper.

Listen, uh, Lenny. Excuse me.

Can I talk to you for a second, please?

So talk.

Do you mind?

Oh, I'm sorry.

So, how's your father?

Fine.

Would you tell him that I said hey?

What do you want, Joe?

Well, you know me, Lenny. I'm never one to beat around the bush.

So don't.

You see, well, the thing is...

I need a little bump, you know what I mean?

Nothing big, nothing grand, you know,

just something that I can get my hands on.

How long you been running short of money, Joe?

My whole life.

And how much money you got in the bank, huh?

A grand? Two grand? How much?

Oh, no, you got it wrong. Look, you see,

I'm not here looking for a handout.

Well, then what are you doing here?

(SCOFFS) Go home, retire, go to fucking Florida.

Florida? That shit's not for me.

You see, Lenny,

I think I still have something to offer.

Really, I mean it.

Now, your old man, he would've...

Oh, come on, Joe.

We were kids together.

Okay, enough. Enough.

(SIGHS)

You got a pen? Yeah. Yeah!

Here you go.

Ask for Seymour.

Right?

He'll set you up.

Okay. Okay, Seymour. Great, okay.

What about us?

The usual. 20%.

You're a prince, Lenny, really, a prince.

Thanks.

GEORGE: Hey, Joe, where you going?

I'll see you later, Georgie, okay?

(HORN HONKING)

May I help you?

Billy Tidrow in there?

Billy! Billy!

BILLY: Oh!

Jesus Christ.

Come on, let's go have a drink.

Eh, it's kind of early.

Well, we have coffee, then.

I'm kind of in the middle of something.

Come on, I'll be out front. Come on.

Hey, Joe.

What are you doing?

What do you mean? Where's your coat?

I got a game going upstairs.

A game? Yeah.

What you got going on? Come on, let me in.

What do you got? (LAUGHS)

No scams, Joe.

I'm retired, man, for real.

Are you kidding me? (CHUCKLES)

Give me one of those, you prick.

So, how you been?

Well, I tell you the truth, Billy, I've been better,

but things are looking up,

and that is exactly why I'm here talking to you.

Joe! No, come on, just...

Hear... Hear me out, okay? Please.

You still got your car, right?

I sold it.

Anyways, I don't want no part of no short money schemes.

What is the matter with you? Come on.

We'll go out, make a few bucks,

have a couple of laughs.

We'll get our hands on some Fugazi watches.

Listen, I was just over at Lenny's place.

(EXHALES)

Take a look at this.

Chiappetti.

What the fuck's Chiappetti?

Come on, Joe.

Eh, come inside.

Meet some of the guys. You'll be surprised.

What the hell happened to you?

I go away for a couple of months,

and all of a sudden you're Mr. Fucking High Pants?

We're not kids anymore, Joe.

Come on!

Nah, just not for me.

Yeah, right.

Still waiting for your big break,

your great destiny.

We did all right together.

Yeah,

so what's so wrong about sitting back

and relaxing a little?

Huh? Come on! Come on inside.

Nah.

It's not for me, Billy.

See you around.

JOE: Now, you see that one there?

That's Mimi, and the one next to her,

that's Rodolfo.

How can you tell?

Well, Mimi has got that little spot on her beak,

and Rodolfo, well, he shacked up with Mimi.

So, in a few days, Mimi is gonna lay a couple eggs,

and then her and Rodolfo

will take turns sitting on them.

Pigeons are funny that way.

Hey, Joe?

Yeah.

Stan's not my father, you know.

(SCOFFS) No shit.

I've never seen my real father.

Well, don't sweat it.

I didn't know my old man, either.

Didn't hurt me none.

Ready?

Yeah.

Here.

You can do it.

STAN: Two days?

Two fucking days?

For the love of Christ!

(GLASS SHATTERS)

Listen to me. I want you to go back

on the roof and stay in the coop, you hear?

But... No, no, listen to me.

Go ahead. Quick. Hurry now.

STAN: Pick it up! (THUMPING)

A dozen fucking roses.

Get the fuck out of here.

What the hell's going on?

Twenty-five bucks down the fucking drain.

Hey, look, you know what?

I think you'd better go before I call the cops.

The cops?

(LAUGHS)

The cops?

I am the cops, you fucking idiot.

Let me give you a little advice, old man.

Don't go sticking your fucking nose where it don't belong.

I'll see you around, gramps.

(SOFTLY) Jack-off.

So, how long has this crap been going on?

Look, it's not what you think.

He's a good man.

He's just a little bit stressed out right now.

Did you see his eye?

You know how that happened?

Running into a fire to save a lady and her kid.

How many people do you know who would do something like that?

It's not easy, me having a kid and all.

He puts up with a lot.

He asked me, uh,

to go away with him for the weekend.

Just me and him.

I want to go.

I need someone to watch Angelina.

(LAUGHS) No.

No, sirree. No way, baby.

(LAUGHS) No.

Just this once. No. No, no. Look. Look.

I like your kid. She's a sweet kid.

I really like her, but, uh, me and kids,

we, uh... We don't get along.

We never mix. We never did.

Oh, just this once.

I would love to help you out, I really would,

it's just that, you know, I just don't do things like that.

It's not my nature.

(SOFTLY) I need to do this.

It's a little tight.

Better?

Joe?

Yeah?

Would you get me a glass of water?

Water, huh?

(GRUMBLES)

Better?

Good.

Will you give me a kiss good night?

Why don't you just close your eyes and go to sleep.

Please?

What the hell is this?

I was scared.

Of what?

Now, kid, let me tell you something.

As long as I'm around this joint,

nobody's gonna hurt you, you understand that?

Now, I may not look like much,

but I got a couple of really good moves left in me.

(VOCALIZING)

You didn't even see it coming, am I right?

I'm going to be right down the hall.

If you need anything, you holler, okay?

Okay.

Thanks.

(MAN SINGING IN ITALIAN)

(HUMMING)

Hey, Joe? Yeah.

Can I ask you something?

Sure, go ahead.

How come you were crying last night?

What are you talking about?

I never cried in my life, okay?

But I saw you last night.

Did anyone ever tell you that it's not very nice

for little girls to go around spying on people?

Sorry.

You ought to be.

Besides, I wasn't crying.

Not like you think crying is.

It's just that sometimes...

You know, something is so beautiful,

a song or whatever, and it...

It's so beautiful that it makes you

start thinking about stuff.

About what?

I don't know.

Life, I guess.

How things might've been.

(SIGHS)

Are we gonna have breakfast together tomorrow?

I'm not sure.

And the day after that?

Yeah, why?

Just asking.

JOE: You just gotta stay here a little while is all.

But I don't want to stay here. I want to go with you.

Well, you can't.

Why? Well, you just can't, all right?

I got some business I gotta take care of,

and there's no little girls allowed.

When are you coming back?

Later.

I'll bring you something nice, I promise.

BILLY: Say good-bye now.

Uncle Billy's freezing his nuts off.

Okay, you do what Billy tells you to do.

BILLY: Come on, sweetie.

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

(ENGINE STARTS)

MAN: What can I do for you?

Is Seymour around?

I'm Seymour.

Lenny says hey.

Give you a call back.

Move that stuff, guys! Let's go!

Here. Put this on.

USDA.

Have I got something for you!

Come on.

Come on, guys! Get this stuff going!

What's going on here?

Watch it. It's real slippery here.

(SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY) All right.

(BUZZING)

Think fast!

(LAUGHS)

What the fuck is this?

Grass-fed New Zealand lamb,

50-pound shank.

(STUTTERING) Yeah, but what am I supposed to do with it?

I don't know, eat it? No.

No, look...

Look, Lenny told me to hook you up,

so I'm hooking you up! Yeah, yeah.

What the fuck were you expecting?

But not with this, you know, I want some radios

or some Fugazi watches, maybe.

What the fuck am I supposed to do with...

This place look like a fucking watch factory to you?

I don't know, but this is a mistake.

I'm telling you it's a fucking mistake!

No, there's no mistake. No! There's a mistake!

What the fuck am I supposed to do with it?

Lenny told me to give you something,

and I'm giving you something.

I don't know what you were thinking,

but I run a legitimate business here.

Now, if you want the meat, I suggest you take it

and get the fuck outta here!

I'll take it.

I'll take it, you scheming fucking rat.

Fucker.

(WHISTLES) Yo!

Hey, pop the trunk, would ya?

MAN: What the fuck is that?

Will you just please pop the trunk?

Oh, fuck no!

Rotten cocksucker! (TIRES SCREECHING)

I pray God you hit a lamppost, you fucking hump!

Goddamn it.

(MAN SINGING IN ITALIAN)

Hey!

(SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Fuck you!

BILLY: Deal 'em up, big guy.

Looking a little bare over there, Bob. Yeah.

(IN FRENCH ACCENT) Bonjour, everybody.

How do you like my moustache?

Oh, very nice. Very nice.

So, you have a sandwich here!

Yeah, I do, and I'm gonna eat it!

(SLURPING)

Maybe you can share this beautiful sandwich.

I need two cards, mister. Uno, dos.

Thank you.

(SOFTLY) I have to pee.

What? I have to pee.

Well, it's right down the hall there, sweetie.

Who dealt this mess?

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Hello. Yo.

Excuse me.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

I'd like to see the manager, please.

Hi.

(SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Oh, the proprietor, just the man I wanted to see.

What is this?

This, sir, is grass-fed, grade-A, New Zealand...

All right, you need to get out of my store.

If you could just hear me out for one second.

You're dripping blood all over my counter!

This is such tender New Zealand lamb, sir,

that you can actually cut it with a fork.

I want you to get the fuck out of my store!

Do you hear this? So tender that

you can cut it with a knife! Hey! I don't want to

hear it, buddy! What the hell do you think you're doing?

Take it easy! You're gonna get me shut down!

What, are you a communist? Get the hell outta my store.

Fucking lunatic!

I mean it, you come back here, I'm calling the cops!

Give me my fucking meat!

(GROANS)

(PANTING)

Holy shit!

(BARKS) (GRUNTS)

(GROWLING)

Choke on it, you mangy motherfucker.

(GROWLING)

Jesus Christ, what the fuck happened to you?

Just send the kid out, all right?

Yeah, we've got a problem. Kid took off.

What do you mean she took off? She's seven years old.

I don't know. Shit, she snuck out or something.

I called the cops. The cops?

No, no, Billy, no cops, come on!

What the fuck is wrong with you?

I asked you for one favor.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Listen to me. Call the coppers.

Tell them that she came back,

and if she shows up here, just call me at home.

Give me that coat. Yeah, yeah.

Give me that fucking coat.

Where are you going?

(COUGHING)

Hello?

Anybody home?

Hello?

Hello!

Hello!

Hello!

(COUGHING)

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello.

Hey, Joe. It's Jenny. Yeah, hi.

How's everything going?

I'm, um...

I'm going to be coming home a little earlier than I said.

Oh, yeah? How long?

A couple... A couple hours.

A couple hours!

How's Angelina?

No, no, no, she's fine. No, really, we're having a ball.

Yeah, no, yeah, it's good.

Okay.

No, I was just coming up the stairs is all.

Okay. Okay.

Bye. Bye.

(COUGHING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

You know, you scared the shit out of me.

You scared the shit out of me.

Here.

I'm sorry that I left you at that place

with all those old fucks over there.

(VOICE BREAKING) I didn't think you were coming back.

But I did.

I did come back, right?

I'll always come back.

Promise?

Go ahead, Mom, and ask me all the streets in the loop.

But I already know all the streets in the loop, sweetie.

Just ask me.

What are all the streets in the loop?

Clinton fell in the canal...

He was whacked,

but frankly,

I'm doing well, Lasalle.

That's great. (CLEARS THROAT)

What happened?

What else did I teach you?

Ask me all the north/south streets.

What are all the north/south streets?

(PHONE RINGING)

(PHONE STOPS RINGING)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(BANGING ON DOOR)

Somebody's at the door.

JENNY: Come on.

STAN: I know you're in there.

Baby, open the door. We need to talk.

(POUNDING)

Please.

(POUNDING CONTINUES)

Please, baby, I...

I'm sorry!

I'm begging you, just open the door

so we can talk.

(SOBBING) Jenny!

Please, baby, don't shut me out like this.

I need you!

(POUNDS DOOR) Open the fucking door!

(POUNDS DOOR)

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)

(STREET DOOR SLAMS)

(SIGHS)

She finally fell asleep.

Don't ask.

It's more complicated than you think.

He knows things.

Things I did when I was younger,

even before I had Angelina.

Things that

I'm not proud of.

The one time that I did call the cops...

(CHUCKLES)

The very next day,

child services were knocking on my door.

I've made a lot of mistakes in my life.

But no one's gonna take my baby from me.

I know people,

people who'll take that crumb out,

no questions asked.

Thanks.

JENNY: Um...

The landlord called today and said that, uh,

he had a place opening up,

so I figured it might be a good idea

just to clear out.

Throw Stan off the scent for a while.

(SNIFFLES)

And you can have your whole place to yourself again.

It'll be good. Mmm.

Well, I, uh...

I'm kind of beat.

I think I'll hit the hay.

Joe.

I don't want to come off the wrong way,

but...

Do you think that you could hold me?

Just for a minute?

I don't think that's such a good idea.

(SIGHS)

MAN: Hello?

Scotty?

Who is this?

It's your father.

Are you there? Do you have any idea what time it is?

Yeah, I know. I'm sorry, but, you know,

I just got a wild hair up my ass.

I thought I'd give you a call and see...

(DIAL TONE)

Take care of yourself.

I will.

Hey, come on.

(UNLOCKING DOOR)

(SIGHS)

(MAN SINGING IN ITALIAN)

(COUGHS)

Hey, Joe.

Hey, George.

(COUGHING)

Hey, uh, are you all right?

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

You don't... You don't look so good.

I'm fine, really. Is Lenny inside?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Come on inside.

LENNY: (READING) "the company's top executive devise

"a more aggressive business plan

"that will put them on the offensive in North America,

"despite the tough downsizing measures"

(LAUGHING) "the company's taking."

(SCOFFS)

What's up, Len?

You got my money?

Well, you see, Len, there's, uh,

been a little problem.

Seymour didn't hook you up?

No, he did. He hooked me up.

What's the problem?

I couldn't sell it. What are you talking about?

He gave you grade-A, grass-fed, New Zealand lamb.

Shit sells itself. Yeah, yeah...

I know all of that. It's just that,

you know, I was wondering maybe if, you know,

you couldn't hook me up with something different.

Like what?

I don't know, you know, like some watches

or radios or something like that,

you know, I mean, I was always really good at hustling

electronics and shit like that, you know?

You are a piece of work, Joe.

You know that? Look, you got my money or what?

I lost the meat.

(LAUGHING) How the fuck do you lose 50 pounds of raw meat?

(COUGHING)

(RETCHING) Jesus Christ!

Give him a glass of water before he dies on my linoleum.

MAN: Joe.

Joe, here. Drink.

You okay?

Yeah. (COUGHS)

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine.

All right, look, I'll tell you what.

Um, Seymour says retail, that piece of lamb

is worth almost a grand, which means you're

into me for what, two bills, right?

I, uh...

I don't have that kind of money.

What's that?

I said I don't have that kind of money.

Eh, well, you run along and you find me my money,

and then maybe we'll talk about hooking you up with some electronics.

Sure thing, man.

It's like my old man always said,

you want to get rid of a loser, you lend him five bucks

and you'll never see him again.

(EXHALES)

(COUGHING)

Hey, hey, Joe! Where you going?

Joe, let me give you a lift!

(COUGHING)

Joe!

(RETCHING)

Hey, hey. Hey, Joe!

Hey, man.

Are you okay?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm fine.

Wait, man. Hey. Hey, look.

Uh, take this. Take a cab home.

You giving me money, Georgie?

Aw, come on... Georgie the fucking driver

is giving me a handout?

(SPITS) Take the money and stick it right in your ass!

You're a fucking bum!

You never knew who your friends were,

you know that? And you never will!

Son of a bitch.

Did you see what he did?

(COUGHING)

(COUGHING)

What are you doing here?

Would you believe that I just happened to be in the neigh...

(COUGHING)

You want to come in for a second and get warmed up?

Yeah, sure. Thanks.

(JOE COUGHING)

Thanks.

You got a nice place here.

What's that?

Aw, it's just a little something I brought for Billy.

Dad, Billy is 20 years old.

He's going to graduate from college next year. Yeah.

You know he thinks you're dead.

Look, Scotty, I, uh... I know that you're angry with me...

I'm not angry with you, dad. No, you've been angry with me

for a long time, and that's why I'm here.

I'm here because I want to talk about it,

I want to get everything out in the open.

(LAUGHS) Just, you know...

There is nothing to talk about.

We don't even know each other.

I have more in common

with a stranger walking down the street.

I know I was a lousy father, Scotty.

Okay, I know that, but...

But what? No, I...

No, there's no "but." I want to explain.

Just let me explain, okay?

You know, I think you should go, okay? No, no.

No, no. Please... Yeah, why don't you just...

No, no!

No?

Look, you've got to know something.

(SIGHS)

If I wasn't always there for you,

there was a reason for that, okay?

I just always thought that...

That there was something out there for me.

I don't know what. I don't know what it was.

It was just I always...

I just thought there was something,

something waiting for me.

Something great.

You stupid, selfish,

pathetic man.

You spent your whole life

looking out for nobody but yourself.

I mean, just look at you!

Stupid fucking coat,

your stupid, pathetic shoes.

Do you remember the last Christmas?

Before Ma died?

Do you remember what you got her?

(SOFTLY) No, I don't. Huh?

No, I don't remember.

The woman was dying,

and you got her a cookie jar shaped like a duck.

Of course she made such a big deal over it.

The way she always did whenever you'd throw her a bone,

showing it to all the neighbors.

I didn't have the heart to tell her

that I found a box of the exact same cookie jars

in the trunk of your car the week before.

Or that you were trying to unload them

all over Grand Avenue for two bucks a pop.

(SIGHS)

Just get out.

(SOBBING)

Just get out of my house.

(SIREN CHIRPS)

Hey, old man. Where is she?

STANLEY: Go 'round the corner. Go this way!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Joe!

Where the fuck did he go?

Go this way.

(COUGHING)

(COUGHING)

(EXHALES)

(COUGHING)

Oh...

(SNIFFLES)

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

(COUGHING)

I told them your number. I remember it, just like you told me.

That's right, Angelina, you did the right thing.

Where's your mother?

(SNIFFLES)

Come on.

(SOBBING)

He'll find me.

Wherever I go, he'll find me.

Everywhere I go.

What'll it be? Bourbon with a beer.

Rocks? Neat. Make it a double.

(COUGHING)

Be $10.50, please.

That is a nice coat, man. Thanks.

They don't make 'em like that anymore.

No, they sure don't.

How much you want for it?

Seriously. We're about the same size.

I'll give you $50 for it.

Coat's not for sale.

It's worth a shot, huh?

Thank you.

Keep it.

Excuse me?

I said keep it.

Dude, there's, like, $40 on the bar.

Hey, thanks, man.

(WATER RUNNING)

(DIALING)

MAN: Are you calling about an emergency?

Uh, no, I'd like to talk

to the Belmont Avenue detectives, please.

Please hold while I connect you.

(MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Oh, I'd like to talk to, uh, Detective Stan Buczkowski, please.

He's not here. Do you want to leave a message?

Yeah. Um... Would you tell him that Joe May called?

Oh, wait a minute.

You should tell him that the old man called.

He won't know who you're talking about if you mention my name.

Okay.

Would you tell him for me...

Tell him that if I ever see

his ugly, greasy, dirty, wife-beating face

around again, that I'm gonna rip his balls

out of his sack and stuff them

right down his cocksucking throat.

Have you got that?

Hello?

I'll give him the message.

(HANGS UP)

I got it, thanks.

Go up here to the light, about three blocks.

(MAN SINGING IN ITALIAN FROM GRAMOPHONE)

(CLICKING)

(SINGING CONTINUES)

(MUSIC STOPS)

Hey, old man!

Come out, come out, wherever you are!

Making me work, old man,

and I don't like to work if I don't have to.

(CLATTERS)

How'd you like what I did to your pigeons, huh?

You like that?

Just doing my job.

We serve and protect.

Yeah. Yeah, no, he's, he's not here.

(CHUCKLES) Yeah, I checked the whole place.

Just pull around. Yeah, I'll be right down.

Oh, Jesus! God!

(GROANS)

(GRUNTING)

(GROANING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GROANING)

(GROANS)

Hey, Joe May's picture's in the paper.

He finally die?

Yeah, but first he killed a fucking cop.

Let me see that.

I know this cop. He's a real fucking lowlife.

Joe May.

(SIGHS) Joe May.

What time you meeting Roy?

In about an hour.

Is he coming over here?

No, I'm meeting him there.