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Thank you.

Come on, talk to me.

Come on, baby, talk to me.

Say something. Come on.

Come on.

Oh my god.

You got a letter from California.

I opened it already.

I told you, don't open my fucking mail. What's wrong with you?

Jesus Christ, I can't fucking believe you.

My dearest nephew Paul, I pray this letter reaches you in good health.

How is your dear mother doing since the operation?

I hoped the money I sent was enough.

But now, instead of me watching out for you, as my late brother Vito requested,

it is I who now needs your help.

Your cousins Joey, Johnny, and Mario have all made some serious

mistakes.

Mistakes in judgment that now jeopardize the entire...

Lucci family.

It is for that reason I must ask you to come to California.

At once.

That's me, Mickey Shane.

Gangster. Flashy car, flashy clothes, and flashy women.

I guess I've been a gangster since I was 15 when I first went to work for the

Lucci family.

Started with small stuff like picking up numbers receipts.

But by the time I was 20, I was killing for the Lucci organization.

Well, I'm 35 now, and I want out.

When I get up in the morning and look in the mirror, I just don't like what I

see.

Oh, I guess I'm about to get my wish one way or another.

You see, all three of the Lucci brothers, my buddies, all want me dead.

It's all pretty confusing, so why don't I just start with Mario, the youngest.

You told me.

Okay, girlies.

What about our arrangement?

Just one more line.

Okay, now.

Bring it up.

You're getting a little rough. Rough?

Nothing, nothing's wrong.

They're going to crawl down on the fucking ceiling. There's no one out

there. Shut up!

I said shut up!

Well,

it's two in the morning and there's too too many witnesses downstairs

So guess what?

Sorry, girls.

Fuck. They were pretty good looking, huh, Mick?

You fucking moron.

And guess why this guy wants me popped?

Because I smacked him. I should have busted him in the head.

After all, he's the guy who got this stupid drug war started, especially with

these random killings of the other gangs.

I thought I told you fucking to soon as not to sell drugs on my fucking tour.

And what do you fucking do?

You open up a warehouse and sell that shit a mile a minute.

Now I'm going to have to waste your fucking ass. And you don't have to kill

me?

Shut up!

I ain't gonna kill you right now.

Hold on, guys.

I'll be right there.

Now I'm gonna kill you.

That doesn't hurt, does it?

Now we come to Joey.

Mr. Business.

Always plays everything by the book.

which makes him very predictable.

Except this one night.

He's drinking a little too much, and Tony Scaletti's daughter comes into his

club. Two or three times.

Make it three.

Okay. Uh, oh.

Hey, boss.

Club's thumping better than ever. Okay.

Okay, the two girls are waiting outside.

All right. Okay? You're gonna love this. They're both on vacation from Texas A&M

University. Hold on. You think I care about that shit?

Okay, Colonel Clink, the girl along with her, all right? She's a foreign exchange

student. Oh!

One thing.

It's Glenny's daughter. She's drunk.

She's ready. Send her in.

All right.

One more thing. Come here.

Close. Close, close, close, close, close.

Glenny said he put a fucking jacket on or not.

Yeah. Put it on!

Sorry about that.

Uh, I gotta go.

Make a tree.

You like this club? Yeah.

You like this club?

Yeah. You're welcome.

I'm Joey Nucci. Welcome.

Thank you.

I'm well impressed that you own the club.

So, anyway, what did you have in mind?

What do I have in mind?

I'll tell you what I got in mind.

It's girls, you know. Look.

Look at you.

Look at you.

I got some ideas, you know.

They go in my head and they go round and round and round. They come out and I

know what I want.

Out with love.

To see you two girls together, huh? Some hot action.

You mean that, uh, lesbo stuff?

I don't think so.

Texas A&M, huh?

Gotta teach you a few tricks?

Tricks?

That's disgusting.

You're beautiful, you know that?

You're fucking gorgeous.

I ain't seen nobody in my club like you.

Ever.

Wow.

Wow.

Hmm.

Yeah.

I think you two is missing something, you know?

I think we're missing something, huh?

Huh?

Make Joey happy?

I don't know.

Come on, college girls.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Okay, yeah.

Mm-hmm.

Oh yeah.

Oh, yeah

Yeah, come on over here

You think she wants it, huh? Oh, yeah. You think she wants it? Oh, man, I want

to do it.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Is he doing you good? Yes.

He's fucking good.

You want to see it?

Yeah.

Yeah. Come on. Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Right there.

Right there. Oh.

Oh,

yeah.

Oh, get it out there. Come on.

Squeeze it out there.

You like that, huh? Oh, yeah. Yeah?

Tell me something. Would you like champagne or the... Both.

Hey.

Now, at first glance, what Joey did might not seem like such a bad thing.

But when you compound it with the fact that Big Tony Scoletti's a made man with

the Gotti family, things got nasty.

I mean, after all, he made Tony's daughter perform lesbian sex with their

girlfriend and then fucked both of them.

Not a smart move.

You might have thought Joey had a death wish.

The trick was to figure out how to kill Tony Scoletti.

Without the members of his crime family coming back on us.

Tony.

Tony, you're the best.

Ride that cock, honey. Yeah, you're the best. Oh, ride that cock. Oh, you treat

me so good, baby.

Oh, yeah, that's right. Fill me up, honey.

That's it, baby.

Feel me.

God, I feel good.

Yeah, darling?

Yeah, you like that?

Yeah, you like the way I ride that big, hard rod in your... Yeah?

Yeah, you like it, huh?

You actually like it, don't you?

Put it in.

Stroke it.

Stroke it. Stroke it.

You

saved

me a big

load. You saved me a big load, baby.

I'm in heaven. Oh, you're in heaven. My baby, you put me in heaven. It don't get

no better than this.

Yeah? I showed Antoinette that coat you brought me?

You should fucking die, Johnny.

You treat me so good, Tony.

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, baby.

Yeah. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

You expected me?

No, you.

No. I got no fucking company coming.

No.

God damn it.

God damn it. Who the fuck? Oh, don't worry, honey.

I'll be here when they're gone and then we can finish up, okay?

Who the fuck are we calling now?

We are?

I don't know.

Are you okay?

Is Big Tony here?

Well, he sure is.

What do you want with him this time of night?

He's the one that got me pregnant.

Tony!

Hey, I never saw this girl a day in my life.

Seems you forgot to mention something.

I don't think you know who I am, but this little scam of yours is not going

to work.

In fact, I ought to break your neck for trying. No, he's going to hit me.

Tony, you promised. You promised.

Lying. Cheating. Roxy.

Greasy. Roxy.

Weasel. Oh, Roxy. You think I let this girl shoot you?

Nobody.

But nobody is going to deprive me of that pleasure.

Roxy, Roxy, I swear to you, I never saw this girl a day in my life.

Okay, you want to be so tough, you want to shoot an unarmed man? Fine.

Shoot me in the back if that's what you want to do.

Oh, God!

I can't believe you shot me in the ass.

No, I didn't.

I shot you in the heart.

Run along, sweetheart. I'll take care of this.

Oh, man, that's the greatest.

Roxy goes ahead and does our dirty work for us.

Lovely. Just lovely.

Now, what's so bad about all this is why Joey wants to whack me. He wants to

whack me because he's afraid I might let the word slip out. And then the Gachi

family is going to come after him.

Now we get to John.

Just amazing that me and him would ever become enemies.

And we have a good reason.

Victoria.

Now, you might say to yourself.

Some guy screws another man's wife, he gets exactly what he has coming to him.

Nah, I don't think you'd say that if you saw Victoria.

Need any help?

That's a good way to get yourself dead.

Oh, come on, Mick.

You know John hasn't touched me in over two years.

So when I went looking for a man, a real man, I went after the only man I know.

You are a real man, aren't you, Mick?

Oh, I'm a real man, all right.

But you and me together?

That could be a mistake.

And you know what mistakes get you?

Why, Mickey Shane, I do believe you're afraid.

I guess that means you're afraid to fuck me.

Mistakes get you dead.

You got a gun in your pocket, Meg?

Yes.

Oh, God. Oh, God. Fucking crazy.

Jesus.

Yeah.

Okay.

I'm sorry, Johnny.

Thank you.

Yeah? I'm about a half hour away.

Yeah.

Look, keep some spaghetti warm for me. I'm starving.

Okay.

Alfred Zimmer, Talk Radio WJTC, the top of the hour, with our subject,

Cheating Wives.

Our first caller has a very unusual story.

Go ahead, Mr. Zell.

Go ahead, you're on the air.

Well, you see, the whole problem began two years ago, when I caught him

cheating. Victoria? He hasn't touched me since.

It's been so long, I finally did something about it.

I had an affair with the family's head bodyguard.

She did what?

But now, I'm a little afraid.

My husband is a gangster.

And if you ever found out... Oh,

you're so right.

How's the spaghetti?

Bene. Mangia, eat up, boys.

As soon as your brother Johnny gets here, we've got a few decisions to make.

Like when and where Cousin Paulie is going to

dispense with that scumbag Mickey.

Now, salute.

Salute.

Hey. How you doing? Nice to see you. How you doing?

All right.

About time.

About time?

I'm Johnny McAvoy.

Sit down. Have some of these.

How is it? Good? Good. Delicious.

Beautiful. Come on. Get in there.

Yeah. I lost my appetite. I got a problem.

Now, we all want to get rid of Mick, right?

Yeah. You got that right.

And everyone has their reasons.

Joey, you don't want it getting out that Tony got whacked because you were

fucking his daughters.

Did it ever occur to you that Nick didn't want it to get out?

He's the one who had him killed.

And you, my little brother, you're pissed off that he slapped you upside

that doped up brick you call a head.

It's not good enough.

He saved you from a murder rat.

Now, why would I want him dead?

He's got nothing on me.

I treated him like a brother.

So why?

Victoria, that's why.

Mario, give me your gun.

Think you can handle it?

Look, I'm going to go upstairs, take care of my problem. You guys decide on a

time and a place.

Well, that's a man.

Thank you.

Mrs. Lutyens is feeling so well, why don't you take her outside in the garden

and show her the inside of the wood chipper.

When a man steals your woman, then nothing is sacred, am I right?

Absolutely.

And if the same man is the only person with enough knowledge that he can

destroy the Lucci syndicate, what do we do with this man?

You fucking whack him.

Now, we're going to have this poker game, and at this poker game, we're

going to let Nick win a few grand.

When he feels real good and happy, probably I want you to whack him in the

back of the head.

So we can all see.

Now we've got to deal with these yams.

Well, Hamlet looked like we used to in Brooklyn.

When they were caught selling on our turf, we came down on them hard.

Then one night, we hit all their best corners.

What we didn't get, the cops did.

When people hear about a drug war, they want something done about it.

Besides, white people love to put niggers in jail.

Hmm.

Now, Mario and Joey, I need ten men from each of your organizations.

Yeah. I come up with ten mooks, and they'll all love to kill those fucking

Tassoons.

What about you, Joey?

Yeah, I think it's a good idea to kill a bunch of niggers. I can get ten men.

When are we doing?

We'll have the poker game on Friday night.

And Saturday, when the blacks do their best business, we'll hit them hard.

Papa?

Momentum.

For 400 years, the Lucci family has prospered.

For 400 years, we have survived.

Because we were strong when we were supposed to be strong.

We were kind when we had to be kind.

Some people, they mistake kindness for weakness

make no mistake this saturday

we go to saturday we will

be strong

The police are going to do it for them. The plan was brilliant, except for one

thing. They got to crack me first.

Thank you.

Fuck that, man. When they come, we'll all go up here, you behind me, and you

on the side of me. What the fuck, man? Who left you in charge of the box, man?

It's in the limo, man.

All right? You're doing right. Don't smoke some heads.

What I'm saying, man, you got to make the plan right. Y'all two should come

this way, man. We go front, all right? Fuck that.

I'm sick of you trying to take charge every time a little incident or a

problem comes up. You got something on your chest? What the fuck's up there?

What's up there?

Oh, fuck that. Right. What's up?

I'm gonna waste your ass.

Watch that motherfucker right there.

Ladies and gentlemen, Diamond has requested this meeting to assure himself

of your sincerity.

I would like to know why us instead of your biker friends outside.

Well, as I told Magic last week when we spoke, if the Lucci family is to

remain in power, it could be bad for both of our businesses.

With me as the new head, we can sit down as gentlemen and discuss this amicably.

That way we could divide up the territories properly.

It's been proven that the only white man who can be trusted was a dead one.

So what makes you so fucking different?

Tell me. Why should I even help your ass?

The brothers already control the drug traffic in L.A.

I want you to tell me.

The Iceman.

Head of the largest ice distribution ring in L.A.

Why should I even help your white ass?

A smart man.

Whether he be white or black, no strength lies in unity, not dissension.

So why don't we be smart men?

Do we have a deal?

All right. Deal.

Magic, did you get those men for that job that I needed?

You want me to get them?

Yeah, get them ready.

Why don't you come down here and do what I pay you to do?

Unzip my pants.

Anything for you, Iceman.

You know I'm your number one lady.

And you know how much you like me to suck your cock.

Want me to suck it like I always do?

Angel, I don't want you to stop while I'm talking.

I won't.

This feels good.

Do it just the way you like, Iceman.

Don't talk either.

I just sucked that dick.

Now, you know the Iceman's mad at you, don't you?

I told you not to stop until you were finished.

What's wrong?

Tell me what's wrong.

I told you not to stop until you were finished.

Don't let me have to tell you again.

Now,

you know the Iceman's mad at you.

You have to make up your mind and do what you want to do to make him happy

again.

And what you have to do is do what you're told.

Do you understand?

Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

Good.

Because when you finish, you've got to make a decision.

I think I'm coming down.

Yeah,

swallow.

Now, tell me what am I supposed to do with a woman who makes me look like a

fucking moron, like fucking some idiot named MC Class.

So to see if my woman is still loyal to me, I told Magic, if I told you to,

you'd fuck him and anyone else I told you to.

And not only that, but you'd enjoy it.

Now what do you want to do?

Make the Iceman happy.

Let's do this.

Bitch, what's up?

Put the relief papers in his hand.

He sounded like it was an autograph.

And they knew that he knew what was up next. See his heart beat so strong from

the motion of his track. Freedom he smelled as the guard man ring the bell.

Open up a door of a man of a cold cell. The time has come, my son, for you to

live. He's the number one man, G.

The number one man, G.

G, the number one man.

The number one man, G. G, the number one man.

He's back and he's going to make a...

I'm sorry.

There you go, Magic. That's the way you do it.

There you go.

Come on now, Magic.

There's nothing like having a friend who's the judge. He re-snipped all my

papers. Who left the test?

That's why you need a protector.

He has all his buddies. He's from the late. He hasn't decided who to keep.

Come on.

Come on.

Give it to him. What you doing?

There you go.

There you go.

You know what I'm saying? You know what I'm saying?

That's my boy Magic there.

Show them what's up.

Show them what's up, Magic.

Show them the real boss.

Yeah.

I told you. I told you he was going to be next.

Yeah. You know what's up with that, G.

Yeah. My boy Magic is in there.

Yeah.

Well,

how'd you like that, damn it?

Loved it.

Well, you'll love this shit.

All right, line up.

Yeah, line up.

You know what I'm saying?

Just like you said, Ice, she loved me.

What'd you tell them to do with the half that they finished?

Kill him.

Good.

Jim, take us back to the office.

Well, my interview's all set.

I just hope Iceman and Magic show up to the game.

Or I'll probably be playing cards in hell tonight.

Speaking of hell, look who's guarding the gate.

Hey, Nick.

What's the matter with you, huh? No tie?

Hey.

How you doing, Joey?

Good, Ben, good.

Guest of honor, a little late, but it's all right. Come on.

Yeah, what would make me the guest of honor?

All right, guys, seven cars start. Everybody in here, you have two bucks to

start off with. I don't put in two bucks. Throw in the money.

Whose fucking belly are you getting?

So y'all check this out, right?

Last week, I got to collect money from this guy in Seacoast, right? This

fucking moly. So this fucking dumb moly, right? His fucking gun. I put it right

up to his fucking head, all right? Sorry.

Motherfucker turned white like you wouldn't believe.

Boom! Just like that.

Got my fucking money.

Shit

looking

real good. What's up, fellas? Y'all ready?

Y'all hyped up?

Check it out. Magic and Iceman told me to come and make sure everybody loads

up, all right?

Yeah. Which one is Magic's gun, man?

Some motherfucking little gun.

And my brother's keeper. Yes, I am.

Why don't you stop fucking drinking, all right?

Yeah. Let's play. Stop.

Start fucking playing cards. Goddamn. Every time you come here for a game, the

same solution. Which one of these lucky bastards gets to play Nick tonight?

Huh?

Which one?

How about you, John?

You rat bastard.

Can't even look me in the eyes, can you?

Huh. How about you, old man?

Nah, you're too good to dirty your hands on the likes of me.

Yeah, Pauly. They blew you in special for the job, didn't they, Paul? What?

Yeah. Yeah, it's Pauly, all right.

I know it's you, Pauly.

Mario, you're probably gonna laugh your ass off when it happens, huh?

And what about old Joe?

Come on, G-minus, do this!

Hey, Bam, let's go. We got to roll. We got to get this done.

Come on, G-Money. Let's go do this. We got to murder these motherfuckers. Let's

go.

Do this.

Everybody ready?

Yeah. Yeah, let's smoke these motherfuckers, man.

Man, it sure is getting late. Hey, Mick!

Hey, Mick! Where are these guys at? Hey, let's go play a game of pool tomorrow.

Ah, screw you, Mario.

What? Stupid

fuck,

am I?

Well, just ask me what I was doing with your wife last night, Joey.

You know, I'm thinking about divorce.

Really? Yeah.

You know, I've always thought you were very beautiful. And now that you're

thinking about divorce and Joey, there's really no reason why we couldn't be

together.

Is there?

No.

You're right.

I touch you, don't you?

Huh? No.

Feel good?

Yeah. Yeah?

That's so good.

Not yet.

Not yet.

Yes.

Well done.

Don't fall.

to set you down right here, huh?

It's my turn, isn't it? Okay.

Yes. Oh, yeah.

Oh, well.

I like it, then, Trump.

You do, do you?

Yes, so do I.

Yes.

I'll just lose these shoes.

Oh.

Like that, yeah.

Right there.

Oh, yes.

Rude.

Let me see it.

I'm going circles. Oh, God, yes.

Yes.

Oh, shit.

Damn.

You know why you do that?

It drives me fucking crazy.

How stupid the fuck am I, Joey?

Joey, right? Yeah.

Fuck you. Ten bucks just for that, huh? I don't know, man. I can just feel the

tension in the room.

What was that noise? Did you hear something?

They're here.

You guys hear something? They're here.

Nice. We always made it after all.

Check it out. Yeah, go ahead, Vinny. Go out there and get your fucking pen-ass

throat slit.

Something weird going on in the room.

Feel the tension. Just feel it.

Hey, Mick.

Yeah, they're all staring at Paulie. Something's about to jump off.

Mick, you feel lucky tonight? How are your cards doing?

What's that? I don't see it. Do you know about Billy Carbone wants to make this

into a golf course?

I'm gonna do it or not.

Hey, little Nick.

The game's over for you.

All right, get up and get to football. Get up! Go! You too, Joey! Get over

there! Don't even fucking try it, Mario!

Oh, look, the fucking cavalry's here now.

What's happening, gentlemen?

Mickey, you killed Paulie?

And you bring the arms into my house?

Shut the fuck up, old man.

Iceman says he wants it all.

God damn.

Yo,

man, that was dope.

You see,

Iceman just wasn't paying attention.

Tried to explain it to him in the limo. He didn't want to hear it.

As long as there is distrust between the races, we're going to have exactly the

same thing. Nothing but war and havoc.

As for me, what am I doing back?

Well, you see, when I knew Iceman wasn't paying attention, I knew it was coming.

I'm here courtesy of Mr.

Bulletproof Vest.

Right now, I'm on my way to see Joey's ex-wife.

Pop a bottle of champagne with magic.

He was sitting there wasting away in a pen.

He didn't even know if he had a friend. It didn't matter to him. He knew what he

was in for. The sound of the chain and the locking of his door.

Connection on his side gave him some inspiration.

The next thing I knew he was out for probation.

Put the release papers in his hand.

He sounded like it was an autograph.

And they knew that he knew what was up next. See his heart beat so strong from

the motion of his strength. Freedom he smelled as the guard man ring the bell.

Open up a door of a man of a cold cell. The time has come, my son, for you to

leave. He's out.

The number one man, G.

The number one man, G. G.

The number one man.

Ice. The number one man, G.

G. The number one man.

Ice. He's back.

And he's going to make a statement by blowing your ass into the next door

pavement. What did you think? He was gone forever.

Beg for your life.