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Where is he?

Where is he hiding?

I don't know.

I've been looking for him since yesterday.

I'm gonna ask you for the last time.

Where is he?

I don't know.

What are you gonna do to him?

You stay here in case that rat shows up.

Okay.

Who you protecting, you dumb

asshole? A stoolie who rats on his own friends?

They're your friends, too.

I got it.

You want to end up like that bitch, huh?

Chinese theater.

You stay here with this barrel of shit.

Oh.

Easy, easy. No team.

You know.

This way.

Hurry.

They're down.

Mustard. Go, go, go.

Noodles. Noodles.

Noodles.

Untie me.

Stay that way.

Oh, stay.

I want him to know I did it.

Where are you going?

I'm going to go get Eve.

Don't.

They already...

Do you need anything?

Money?

I got more than I need.

Yeah.

It's all yours now.

Where to?

Sir, where do you want to go?

Anywhere.

First bus.

Buffalo? One way.

That'll be a dollar twenty.

Yesterday Suddenly

Would you fill this out, please?

Shoot the guy! Shoot the guy!

And I didn't have any

you

Noodles.

I brought back the guinea o'clock.

Lock the door.

When did you get back?

Today.

Why?

They got in touch with me.

Who?

I thought you might know.

Me?

I don't know nothing about nobody no more.

you can offer me a drink yeah forgive me sure of course please sit down

Who's Robert Williams?

I am.

They wish to inform you that following the sale of the Beth Israel Cemetery

and... Yeah, the synagogue sent these out if you wanted to relocate your loved

ones. I got the same letter on account of my father, Oliver Shalom.

Only the synagogue didn't send that.

I got that last week.

And the rabbi told me he sent those out about eight months ago.

Yeah, that's right. That's just the one I got mine.

So what else did he say to rabbi?

He said that I was lucky.

The bodies of Philip Stein, Maximilian Berkovich, Patrick Goldberg were already

spoken for.

And they were up in a very fancy cemetery in Riverdale.

What's this all mean?

It means... Dear Noodles, even though you've been hiding out in the

asshole of the world, we found you.

We know where you are.

It means... Get ready.

For what?

That's the one thing I didn't say.

What do you think?

I think the answer is here.

That's why I came back.

I moved everything in here.

I had to sell the house, the back room.

You know, I always thought you might have helped yourself to that million

bucks.

But now I know.

Yeah.

You run your ass worse than ever.

But I thought it was you.

No, you thought wrong.

The suitcase was empty.

What I've been asking myself for 35 years.

Father Jr., I can sleep here. You can have my room.

No.

How's your sister?

Ain't seen her for years.

She's a big star now.

We should have known, huh?

You can always tell the winners at the starting gate.

You can always tell the winners, and you can tell the losers.

Who would have put a penny on you?

I'd put everything I ever had on you.

I'm lost.

Well, you're beat.

Good night.

Good night, Mom.

Thanks.

What have you been doing all these years?

You're going to bed early.

Thank you.

Okay.

The conversation should help.

No.

We've got customers all over. We can't do everything.

Try. I've got my elocution lessons.

Fat, you better spray the toilet.

I saw a cockroach in there.

Sorry. Sugar!

Sorry, I can't make it safe. See you tomorrow.

Okay, bye. Bye.

Sorry, Fats.

Noodles! He's got a job for us! Hurry up, you don't wait!

You make me sick. You crawl up toilet walls just like a roach.

So, what are you? Let go!

I make you sick, huh?

Then how come you showed me your tush?

Hmph. To a roach?

Don't look at yourself, David Aronson.

If she don't leave me alone, I'm gonna give her what she's asking for.

What's Bugsy want?

We gotta wake up a deadbeat. That schmuck the newsstand didn't pay.

Here's your money, sir.

Come on, guys.

Come on, come on.

Now, make up your mind.

Noodles, let's take the dollar. Yeah.

Skip, here you go.

Hey, Sam, I'll see you next Thursday.

That one.

Hey, and bring your wife along.

You're nuts.

Bugsy said we could take the dollar.

Or we could roll the trunk.

Yeah, but he ain't even drunk yet.

Will you roll that one over there? What's to roll? Be drunk at all.

Bounce that little shicker.

Jack. Smart face.

Shit.

You should have took the dollar. Could have had ten hot corned beef sandwiches

on poppy seed rolls.

The wagon will hide us from Fartface.

Get ready.

Throw your jacket over me.

Hey, mister, you sick? Aw, poor guy. You'll be okay.

Come on, I'll help you.

Come on.

Up you go.

Now, you're worse than my Uncle Nathan.

Why do you want to get soused? You can't even walk. I'll take you home.

Go, Mama!

Stop right there!

I'm talking to you.

What the hell are you kids doing here? Huh?

What are we kids doing here?

We're getting it up the ass.

Yeah, getting screwed.

Is there a law against it? Can you spare a dime before poor little Bishigas gets

his feet up the ass? Get out of here.

Come on, get out of here.

Come on, get off the street.

Come on, get out of here. Get off the street.

Go ahead.

And don't come back.

I don't want to ever see you here again.

All right?

You have a doctor on the job first.

My old man's praying and my old lady's crying.

And the light's turned off.

What the hell should I go home for?

At least in here I can read.

Mama, don't get worked up. We got pots to clean.

Pegala, I'll be right back, Ma. I gotta go to the can.

Hi, Peggy.

At least you could lock the door.

Don't you like it?

I've seen better.

You've seen lots.

How many have you seen?

I'll tell you how many.

None.

Let me see yours.

Look-sies, no feel-sies.

Peggy. Peggy, I... I... I want to...

You like it, don't you?

Not for free, I don't.

You bring me a Charlotte Roos with whipped cream, and then you can do

anything you like.

Tomorrow. I'll bring it to you tomorrow.

I'll bring it to you tomorrow.

I promise. Look, I don't give credit. I promise I'll bring it.

You better stop squeezing me or I'm gonna poop in my pants.

Well, are you getting out?

Give me six copies.

Drop your pants and I'll stick it to you again.

What do you mean again?

That's a long story. And look what time it is.

It's already 6.34.

I gotta go.

Boy, I got a lot of work to do.

Hold it a minute.

Now it's 6.35.

And I ain't got a damn thing to do.

Just you wait, asshole.

I'll do something with your time.

Since we're talking about time, it looks like we can break that lamp at 6.36.

Where'd you pinch this?

Mine. Prove it.

I gave it to him.

Oh, yeah?

Who the hell are you?

Where you from?

The Bronx.

And you give away watches?

He's my uncle.

And who gave it to you?

My uncle, Nathan.

My little brother.

Tell your uncle to stop by the precinct.

He's dead.

Alcoholic. He shouldn't have Poland.

Then he don't need it no more.

It's been requisitioned.

What's that mean?

Pinched by him at 637.

Just remember, I got my eye on you two.

I got my eye on you too.

Take it. Take it.

Take the lamp off. I can't hold it.

Matt?

Who is this?

My uncle.

the cream. The five cent one?

Yeah.

For the two penny one she only gives you a hand job. I can do that myself.

Not that one.

That one.

You sure?

Wrap it up pretty.

Good morning.

Peggy home?

She's taking a bath.

That's great. Would you be so kind as to tell her I'm here?

Hey, Ma.

Another bucket of water.

Wait.

What do you want?

Me?

Mama said you were looking for me.

Oh, you know, the guys told me that... What?

I'll come back some other time.

What? Did you get him?

I think his asshole blinked, but we got him.

Nice going, fart face.

Set on duty, too.

Your boys called me my pants down that time.

No, we caught you with your schmuck up the tuchus of a miner.

Scram. Put this someplace safe. It's all right.

Hey, hold it. Where you going?

Stop.

What are you kids gonna do with that plate?

Depends.

Times, Max.

I think it's time we got our watch back.

Okay, boys, we're even.

The hell we are.

You'll be collecting your pension before we're even.

Hiya, fellas.

What do you boys want?

First off, you're paying Peggy for us.

Okay, that's it?

Go ahead while I tell them.

I can't believe it. My first time in a lousy cop's payboard.

Now, look.

What else do you kids want for that plate?

Huh?

Noodles was telling me about a guy called Bugsy.

Seems he's boss of this neighborhood, thanks to you.

Meaning what?

Meaning he pays you off.

Will you slow down?

What is your hurry? Take it easy.

If you keep this up, you're gonna come too fast.

Do you see what I mean?

I can't... So,

why does Bugsy pay you?

What do you do for him?

I close an eye once in a while.

Well, now you're closing an eye for us.

Why?

What are you kids up to?

He'll tell you.

Me, him, Kaka and Patsy, we're working together.

Bugsy will flatten you.

And besides, I don't put up with no trouble I might be.

You'll put up and you'll shut up.

You hear nothing and you see nothing.

Just like you did for Bugsy.

Shit!

Oh, don't get upset. That makes it worse.

It can happen the first time.

It's them two talking out there.

Can't you see you're ruining the mood?

We made our deal.

So take a walk.

Come here, hon.

Feel good, Bubbala?

He'll never get it up.

I'm going to be late.

Tonto, sorry I'm late. Mama needed help. Good. I just locked up.

I'm giving you the keys.

I thought

I'd just practice my dance routines.

That's all. All right?

Deborah, I assure you, don't let them go yet.

Okay, bye. See you later, Debbie. Bye.

Get down off of there, Roach.

That record's just like Ex-Lax.

Every time I put it on, you have to go to the bathroom.

What are you doing?

Need a drink.

We're closed.

Nice people don't drink on Pesach. They go to the synagogue.

So what are you doing here?

Somebody's got to keep an eye on the place.

There are a lot of little thieves out there.

One of them could get into your house.

Especially if you leave the door open.

You can pray here, too.

Here or in the synagogue.

To God, it's the same difference.

Come over here and sit down.

My beloved is white and ruddy.

His skin is as the most fine gold.

His cheeks are as a bed of spices.

Even though he hasn't washed since last December.

His eyes are as the eyes of doves.

His body is as bright ivory.

are his pillars of marble.

In pants so dirty they stand by themselves.

He is altogether lovable.

But he'll always be a two-bit punk.

So he'll never be my beloved.

What a shame.

Somebody's there.

There ain't nobody.

It's Max.

Ah, so that's who it was.

Go on, run.

Your mother's calling you.

Noodles!

I'm just gonna go see what he wants.

Hey. Yo.

You been here long?

No.

Were you in there?

You're one lousy kisser.

I seen you go in there after that ball buster.

Here's the stuff from last night.

We got four for the silverware and six for the typewriter.

Shitsy lip shits wouldn't cough up anymore. We gotta get somebody else.

I came to divvy up.

Tomorrow.

With the others. I also came to pick you up.

I can't come right now.

Houses, the stores, they're all empty. We got our pick.

You picked that?

Yeah.

Some partner I got.

Have fun.

How's it going, boys?

Who's that?

Brooks.

I hear you guys are in business for yourselves now, huh?

I hear you're doing real good.

As you can introduce me to your friend here?

I'll introduce myself.

Excuse the glove.

Bitch!

You don't work for me, I don't work for no one.

I don't like Boston.

You was better off you stayed in the Bronx.

I'm gonna kill him one of these days. Yeah.

Meantime, looks like he's killed us.

Debra.

That stuff isn't ready for the globes. We're loading it

Hey, get the big boys with us today. They want to work for us.

Do what Bugsy did. We want his job.

Do you get that?

Hey, Capone, we the best of escorts are you ever going to get.

I found Gula Mama. Scratch your mother's ass out of here.

Okay.

Let's go, Noodles.

Let's put our invention somewhere else, huh?

Hey, wait a minute.

What invention?

You should be stuck by the river, right?

See, sometimes.

And when you get caught by the Coast Guard, you gotta throw all the cases

overboard. You lose the whole shipment, Capone.

So? The 10% will save it all for you.

What do you got, a submarine?

We got salt.

You got what?

Salt? Me and the boys are on salt.

Yeah, but we need three tons of salt for shipment. What the fuck, you boy with a

finger? Get the fuck out of here. Go back to school where you belong.

What is it with all this salt?

Hey, hey.

We got salt in our noodles.

Show them.

Just full of salt.

So?

Keeping your shirt on, Capuano.

We gotta wait for the salt to dissolve.

We did it!

Come here, Max.

What would you do without me?

There. From here on, we establish the shared funds of the gang.

They belong to all of us together and to none of us alone.

And we solemnly swear to put in 50% of everything we make.

Agreed?

Agreed.

Agreed. Agreed.

Agreed. I want to take another peek.

This goes to Fat Mo.

We don't tell him what it's for.

And he gives it back only when we're all together.

Agreed?

Agreed. Agreed.

slip

Wanna go in?

Yeah.

Your relative?

An uncle.

It's open.

directed to their everlasting memory by their friend and brother, David

Harrison.

Can I take that for you sir?

Your limousine is waiting.

How are you, uncle?

You're looking good.

You're looking a little better.

Come on.

We'll get you off the streets.

Some limousine.

What are you talking, huh?

We own the company now.

It's a good cover.

You'd be surprised. It pays off, too.

My mother wrote me you was in the body-snatching business.

By the way, I appreciate everything you did for my family.

Forget it.

It's your dough.

It's all down in black and white in the company books.

You're the company.

You and Patsy and Kakai.

Grave diggers and equal partners.

Hey, enough of this, huh? Business before pleasure.

We've got a rush job.

Come here.

Look at this. Come here.

Sudden death.

Fucking tragedy, huh?

Twenty-six years old.

Twenty-six?

What a shame.

Great stiff.

She died of an overdose.

And I'm ready for another.

Come on, notice. Pump the life into her. You didn't turn pansy while you were in

there, did you?

There you go.

Turning over in a grave.

They do it every time.

Don't worry.

Pansy, he ain't.

Thanks. You're welcome.

Whoops. Sorry.

Thanks. Good night.

Oh, hey, you want a little pick-me-up or something?

Oh, no, thanks. I've had mine.

So, did you give it your all? What do you think?

Bet you're laughing.

It's over here.

Where we going?

To a place that never closes.

What's this?

Our place.

We got the hottest spot in town.

This is the real Fat Moe's.

Get rid of that rag, will you?

What do you think?

It's beautiful.

You like it? Beautiful.

Give

me

that.

Look who's here.

Come here, son of a bitch. Come here.

Come here.

Archie.

You look fantastic.

How you doing?

Look how big you got. Me?

Oh, God.

Coming through.

What do you want? I just got out of prison. Nice guy.

Hey, noodles, get a load of this. Look.

Hey, scotch heating.

Yeah, book a cup.

Book a cup? Yeah.

How much it cost us?

Costing us? Yeah. A dime, including overhead.

Pay? Noodles.

Five more.

Welcome home.

So what the fuck kind of made a deal you, huh? New guy rolls into the joint,

you don't even show him around.

Yeah, what's the matter with you, huh? I didn't know. Hey, noodles, I'm sorry.

Yeah, he's some bunch of stunks, you know that? You know, come over and get

me up there. He's the stunk over here. Stunk? Yeah, he said you weren't coming

out till Monday. So youse all can go get him the next time he gets out.

It's the white guy.

God forbid.

God forbid.

Whoa!

Whoa!

Come on. Come on. Let's see if you can guess who it is.

Charlotte Bruce.

A little too much whipped cream.

There you are.

They're my prices.

They're gone up.

I work in a high-class joint now, and I get paid by the pub.

My piggy, she's worth every penny of it too, my red-hot mama.

Come on, come on.

Hey, hey, hey.

Timber!

Okay, you've seen your old pals, now I want you to meet some new ones. Come on.

I'm glad to see you later.

What are you, later all night or what?

Cock, I want to play with the band.

I'm serious.

Aren't you going to say hello?

Hello.

Your brother's a real friend.

He's a romantic.

Max tell you I was getting out today?

Max? No.

You remembered yourself?

No, Mo. It's always Mo.

Yeah.

You mean you weren't counting the days?

Of course I was.

4,344. 4,343.

I lost track at 3,000.

That wasn't my choice.

Yes, it was. It still is.

Well, anyway, did you come here to welcome me back, at least?

I still live here. I was on my way out, and Mo said I should at least say hello.

I hope Mo didn't have to bend your arm or anything like that.

Welcome back, Noodles.

Hey, Noodles.

You dancing?

Every night at the Palace Theatre.

I've made some progress since I used to dance here among the brooms and the

empties.

You can come spy on me if you like, if you've time.

Every night.

Noodle.

Go on, Noodles.

Your mother's calling you.

It's good to see you again.

My pleasure.

Did you get the wine?

Daigle red. The best.

How you doing?

There they are.

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

Did you see that movie, Joe?

It was a good movie.

Hey, thanks. How are you? Good to see you. Nice to see you.

This must be your friend Noodles.

Noodles Taylor or Mr. Manaldi?

Hey, Noodles. How are you?

I'm all right. It's very nice to meet you.

But you don't have to call me Mr. Rinaldi like he says.

I like my friends and people I respect to call me Frankie.

Come on, sit down.

Get some chairs and some glasses.

Sit down, relax.

You're home now.

This is my very dear friend, Joe.

He came all the way from Detroit to ask me to do him a favor.

I don't want to do it for him.

I don't have to tell you who Joe is, how far he got, or how far he's gonna get.

He's not only my dear friend, he's my brother.

Frankie, I'll tell you the truth. Even a Jew can't eat this shit.

I mean, the mustard doesn't even help.

These, uh, guys with you?

I told you these fellows were with me.

And you can trust them. You're in very good hands.

Just tell them exactly what you want them to do.

Luce and Diamonds from Detroit.

Kid stuff.

Why us, then?

If it's kid stuff, why don't you have the kids from Detroit do it?

Excuse me, Noodles.

What he means is that it's something that's very simple.

But for now, he needs kids from outside to handle it.

I mean, he just found out that they're gonna move these diamonds to Holland in

a few days.

So something came up right away.

You understand?

Hey, Joe.

Tell these guys the story about the pussy being insured. What is it?

Tell these guys how you stumbled on this whole thing with the jewels.

Tell them the story. What is that?

The pussy insurance?

The insurance pussies? What is it? Tell them that story.

Life is stranger than shit, that's all.

It's a pisser.

No big story.

I got this insurance agent, this Jew kid named David.

This kid called me into every policy in the world.

Every policy, name it. Dogs, house, wife, life, anything.

I'm drinking with the boys one night.

He comes in with his wife, pretty brunette with a nice ass who works for a

jeweler. And he's still on the hustle, this guy.

That's why I wink at the guys. I say, look.

The most serious policy that should be, you don't have me covered for.

He goes, what's that, Joe?

Cock insurance.

You make me a policy that when it don't work, I get a payment.

I'll write out a check now.

He thinks, I don't know if the actuality gauges govern this, but we

can make a policy.

He says, but you got to guarantee you're in good health now.

Oh, that's simple, you know. I says, look, look, leave her with me.

Come back and see if it stands up. If it stands up, then you know I'm in good

health to begin with, right?

The jerk leaves her.

I screw him. Oh, God, she likes it. And she tells me she blabs when her boss,

the jeweler, is shipping stones to Harlem, where he keeps his stash in a

little drawer in the safe, everything in the world.

Can't ask for more, right, except one better.

I never paid the first premium on a new cock.

Policy.

Tax insurance.

Life is funny as shit, but...

with the girl.

I mean, I can use you with the girl.

Open it! Open it!

No, don't hurt him!

Don't hurt him, you bastard!

You animal, you asshole!

Come on. What do you mean? Come on, hit me.

What's the matter? What are you, crazy?

Come on, straighten up or fly away.

Let me make it real.

I'm all right.

Let go.

Come on, cut the act.

Hit me!

She said hit her. Go ahead.

Wrap her in a mug. Hit me! Hit me!

Hit me! No!

No!

You hit me! Put a cork in her.

secret compartment.

Nice and matzo balls.

Whoa.

What a beautiful guy.

Yeah. Huh?

Yeah. Uncle, you better wrap him up.

We're going. You coming?

You get the stones?

No trouble.

Kid stuff.

Thank you.

You okay?

How come you didn't tell me?

Being inside can change it.

I'd already made the deal with Frankie to get rid of Joe.

With a man like Frankie Manoldi, you don't say yes and then say no. I cannot

take the chance to change your mind. You understand? Well, you were right. I

would have said no.

Frankie Manoldi is as big as they come.

He's got the combination in the palm of his hand. If we're not careful, he's

going to have us in the palm of his hand.

You don't get nowhere alone.

I thought you were the guy that said you didn't like bosses.

It sounded like a good idea then. It still is.

Let's just think about it noodles. They're gonna ask us to come in with

them. There's a lot in it for us Today they asked us to get rid

of Joe tomorrow they asked me to get rid of you Is that okay with you because

it's not okay with me

Let's

just forget about it

Want to go for a swim?

Yeah, let's go, please.

All right, what are you doing?

Hey, Lutus.

What are you fucking around, Lutus?

What are you doing?

Are you crazy?

Shit!

District Attorney James Lister was killed in an explosion of a car

belonging to Secretary of Commerce Christopher Bailey as he was leaving the

Secretary's Long Island estate.

Mr. Lister, who was killed instantly in the blast, was scheduled to testify in

Washington on Thursday before a Senate committee, a committee investigating

what has come to be called the Bailey scandal.

A special team of detectives has been assigned to the case.

As for Secretary Bailey, he was not available for any statement at this

time.

Did you know those guys? We've come to the offices of his longtime legal

advisor, Irving Gold, in hopes of getting some comment.

Mr. Gold, you're aware that District Attorney Lister is the second witness in

the Bailey scandal to meet a sudden and violent end.

The first was Thomas Finney, Undersecretary of Commerce, who fell to

his death from his 15th floor office just a month ago.

Do you think there's a connection between these two? Take the money and

run, Littles.

What the hell's keeping you here?

Ask them.

The only remaining witness is the man who, rightly or wrongly, has given his

name to this whole affair, Secretary Christopher Bailey.

Curious. What does the secretary think of all this?

The secretary has no worries.

Sir, if he has no worries, why then has he retreated to his place on Long

Island?

Far from retreating, he's busy preparing his attack on the questions he will be

asked by the committee.

Call them accusations more than questions, sir.

The secretary has no worries.

But the public does, particularly in view of the rumors about rigged

contracts, bribery, the international mafia, especially those dealing with the

illegal use of the transport union pension funds.

Could you tell us anything about that?

Gentlemen, I deny all of these rumors and allegations directed against my

organization. Our hands have always been and will continue to remain clean.

My entire life I fought to keep the American labor movement clear of any

collusion in my no forced speculation criminal elements or corrupt politicians

If any mistakes have been made given out the same old bullshit If

any guilt at all exists in this situation It lies elsewhere

What's this I've been reading about you in the newspapers?

Inflammatory words from a union boss?

You still want to stop the workers or the social movement?

Listen to me, you socialist asshole.

We don't give a good fart about the socialist workers and their movements.

We just want you out of the factory so we can get the furnaces working again.

This is the last offer you're gonna get.

You wanna sign it or what?

Tell your bosses they can wipe their ass with it.

Fill her up.

This is my last.

That'll do, boys.

What'll do?

We almost got the kid where we want him.

And we got the boss where we want him.

Easy.

Easy.

Put him down.

Put your guns away, boys.

Just swapping prisoners.

Fair trade, huh, chicken head?

You and your boy over here are Mr. Bosby.

Look who's here.

Fat Moe's boneyard boys.

Which reminds me.

I've got cancer in your gut coming along, Chicken Joe.

Untie him.

I don't take orders from you.

We're not asking you to take orders, Joe.

We're telling you. Now go ahead, untie him.

Untie him.

Untie him.

Who's paying you?

I think this is really gonna piss you off there, Mac.

But I think it's those dirty, dirty politician friends of yours.

Yeah.

Well, you crawl back and tell them we don't want you in with us.

Our fight's got nothing to do with liquor and prostitution and dope.

I think you'd better get used to the idea, pal.

This country is still growing up.

Certain diseases it's better to have when you're still young.

You boys ain't a mild case of the measles.

You're the plague.

And bastards like him are immune.

That's the difference between us and them.

Take it easy.

The difference is that they're always gonna win.

You're gonna keep getting it up the ass.

Sooner than you'd think.

Chief Aiello, moving policemen into the factory came as a surprise to everyone.

The press, the unions, especially the strikers.

Well, what did you want, sweetheart? A declaration of war?

Ours was a peaceable operation. Wasn't that contrary to the new union laws and

the rights of strikers? I'm chief of police, not chief of the people. Was

there any violence on the part of the strikers to justify your actions? My

motto, my motto is prevention.

Prevention, not, not repression. But you let scabs move in and start working.

Young lady, you want to talk to me?

Call them.

Unemployed workers.

Now, with your permission, I'll take these flowers to my missus before they

wilt.

Or maybe you heard.

I'm the father of a baby boy!

We heard he's the youngest stockholder in that factory you occupied.

What do you mean by that?

They say management expressed their thanks for the birthday present for the

baby.

You know, slander is a serious offense, especially when it comes from a hack

reporter. You want to find out how serious?

But since this is my first boy after four girls, I'll declare amnesty.

Behave yourselves.

Go.

You. He's eating.

For five?

For five. Why not?

You can feed an army with these two milk plants.

We can open up a dairy.

Who loves you?

Who loves you?

I love you.

And I love you.

And I love you.

Lucy, don't you have to feed him at 6 o'clock?

Uh-huh.

Come in.

Oh, here he is now. That's my son.

That's my son.

That's my son.

That's my son.

Jesus Christ, they change fast.

Yeah, but...

But he looks like my old man.

Yeah, yeah, look, same eyes.

Look at that, the same devilish pride, huh?

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Did you see his dickie? Ah, Vincent.

What? The girls.

The girls?

Well, sooner or later, you're gonna have to learn that after me, the boss in the

house is him.

He's gonna boss just like his papa.

Whoa! Let me have him. No, no, no, no, no.

I'll do this.

I'll do this, huh?

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Look. Hey, hey.

Let Papi change you, huh?

Come on. Look. Give me a little bit of a smile. Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Come on. Come on.

What the fuck is this?

What is this?

What's that?

Look. It's the right number. The right number.

I'll break your goddamn neck.

Find my son or I'll burn down this whole goddamn building.

Hello?

Hello? Would you shut up?

No, wait, wait.

I'm not talking to you.

Well, who's this?

Never mind who I am. Who am I talking to?

Who the hell are you? My son, where is he?

What the hell do you think he is?

He's in a maternity ward. He never left.

He just got a little restless, so he wanted to change his bed, that's all.

And the other kids got the same idea, so they also wanted to change their beds.

So there you got 30, 40 screaming babies jumping from one bed to another,

switching tags. So now, now we do have a real problem.

Huh?

Oh, no, no, no, no. Luckily, we were there to see that everything was under

control. If we want, we can put everything back where it was.

Except there's one problem.

You gotta meet us halfway.

Now, what do you give a fuck about who wins the strike?

What did you do?

First of all, you let the scabs in. Second of all, you got the cops in there

protecting them. That's what you did.

All right, shut the fuck up, and I'm gonna tell you what you do. Now, listen

to me very carefully.

You're gonna call off your dogs, and you're gonna let the strikers work it

out with the bosses. You got that?

Don't do that, and we'll give you your kid's new number. You don't do that,

look for your kid yourself, and good luck.

So what is it gonna be?

Okay, all right.

I'll call my men off today.

Attaboy.

You know, Aiello, for a rotten rat bastard son of a bitch, you're not as

stupid as I thought. Yeah.

All right, we'll be in touch with you.

Don't worry.

Don't worry.

We'll be in touch with you. Bye.

So? We got a deal.

To a very smooth talker.

Yeah. Mazel.

Begola.

Where's that switch list?

Oh, the switch list? Yeah.

I can't find it. What?

I can't find it.

What'd you do with it? I think I dumped it with that hospital jacket.

Yutz. Oh, Patsy. Wait a minute, wait a minute. Listen, Noodle's a little sweet.

And remember, the boys' numbers was odd, was even, and the girls' numbers was

odd. That's right. Real good start there, Pats.

Hey, you know what? Let's give him an even number.

All right, let's pick an eight.

Eight?

Yeah, it's a good number.

Now, wait a minute. What about the other little pictures?

We're better than fate.

We give some the good life, give it to others right up the ass.

All right, boys.

Let's settle up. It's Saturday.

Settle shmettle there, Peggy. I'm gonna take my own trade.

Oh, you're such a nudge.

Hey, you know what? You know what? I wish I was switched when I was at camp.

Almost makes you think you weren't.

Hey, you guys, come here. Take a look at who's over here. This place is yours.

Is that you, Peg? Yeah, okay, fine, Max.

What do you got?

What was it?

Holy shit. Noodles, noodles. Come here.

The blonde by the piano.

Yeah, who's that?

Who was that?

Yeah. You and his brother practically engaged at one point.

You beat me.

You beat me.

Ooh, I love it.

Who, what, the Detroit cock squasher?

Peggy. That's not Peggy. She looks different.

You know that platinum blonde number there in the flower dress?

Look, now she's by the table. See her? Call her in, will you?

Just tell her there's a bunch of her old friends here, you know what I mean?

Carol?

Carol?

Come here.

Somebody here wants to see you.

Who?

You know these guys?

I don't think so.

No.

No, I don't remember a bunch of good-lookers like these.

Oh, well, how could I forget?

There was only one of you I got to know

personally, though.

Which one?

Let's see how good a memory you've got for faces.

You.

No.

Him. We've been hanging out so long together, we're starting to look alike.

Hanging out.

Tom.

You can call me Carol.

Luke

already met.

Pleasure.

Pleasure is all mine.

So, uh, so you left Detroit, huh?

No, her and her husband just come in on the weekends.

Yeah, it beats the seashore.

Well, she takes on maybe ten guys, then her hubby watches through the peephole.

Beats the hell out of the movies, huh?

I wonder what that poor jerk is up to in his cubbyhole right now. He must be one

of the ways he's fucked my wife.

We'll make it a threesome, huh?

Can't you see he's got other plans for tonight?

We'll bring her along. We'll make it a foursome.

I'm not that kind of guy.

Besides, I'm afraid if I give you a good crack in the mouth, you'll probably like

it.

Good night, fellas.

See you later.

Been

waiting

long? All my life.

You said you wanted a place by the ocean, so I had it open. It was closed

for the season.

All these tables are for two people.

Pick whatever one you want.

I like this one.

Yeah, sit down.

Oh,

I'll have the asparagus sauce vinaigrette and then a Chateaubriand.

Pommes frites?

Nature. Comme des herbes?

I'll decide later.

Monsieur? I'll have the same.

For the wine?

You decide. I just have water.

You decide.

Thank you.

You've been around.

Where'd you learn all them Polly Boo Francais dishes?

Who's teaching you that stuff?

You mean Sugar Daddy tries to teach me how to act?

I read books. I learn everything. I want to know everything. Doesn't it make

sense to have plans?

Yeah, it does.

What about me? Am I in these plans?

Noodles.

You're the only person that I've ever... Ever what?

Go ahead.

Ever what?

That I ever cared about.

But you'd lock me up and you'd throw away the key, wouldn't you?

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess so.

Yeah.

The thing is, I probably wouldn't even mind.

So?

So I got to get to where I'm going.

Now, where's that?

To the...

Now you sound just like Maxie.

You're supposed to like.

That's why you hate each other so much.

You want me to leave?

No, I don't want you to leave.

You dancing?

You asking?

I'm asking.

I'm dancing.

And you had to keep yourself from going crazy. You had to cut yourself off from

the outside world.

Just now, think about it.

Yet there were, you know, years that went by, it seemed.

No time at all, because you're not doing anything.

But there were two things I couldn't get out of my mind, and one of them was

Dominic. The way he said, I slipped just before he died.

The other was you.

How you used to read me your song of songs, remember?

How beautiful are your feet and sandals, oh princess daughter.

I used to read the Bible every night.

Every night I used to think about you.

Your navel is a bowl well-rounded with no lack of wine.

Your belly a heap of wheat surrounded with lilies.

Your breasts, clusters of grapes.

Your breath, sweet scent of those apples.

Nobody's gonna love you the way I loved you.

There were times I couldn't stand it anymore.

And I used to think about you. I think Debra lives.

She's out there. She exists.

And that would get me through it all.

You know how important that was to me?

Noodles, I'm leaving tomorrow. I have to go to Hollywood.

I wanted to see you tonight to tell you.

Please.

Second.

Hello.

Well, look who's back.

What's this?

It's a throne.

It's a gift to a pope.

Cost me 800 bucks.

It's from the 17th century.

So what are you doing?

I'm sitting on it.

Marius, you got any coffee around?

Yes, sir.

While you were on vacation, we were working overtime.

The union paid off.

That your share?

Yeah. Even that geek, you know, Jimmy Cleanhands, respects us.

I shed a little blood for the cause.

Yeah, it's all in the papers.

Morning Telegraph.

They didn't like it.

It says, uh, Underworld joins strikers in brutal battle. But the Post,

they liked it.

Ends justify means in decisive gangland encounter.

And they're the ones who fetched about the Atlantic City job.

Newspaper guys, you never know what the fuck they want.

Well, you could have looked for me.

We did.

Cock, I found you at the chinks.

So fucking doped up, you didn't even recognize him.

Yeah, you, uh... You called me, you heard, Deborah!

Schweig.

Hey, go fuck yourself.

Mind your own business.

We do our fucking business together, and fucking broads do not get in the way,

and you know it! Oh, yeah?

Yeah. What's she doing here?

Today ain't Saturday. She should be back in Detroit, screwed on the assembly

line. Well, she's screwing here now.

And only with Max.

Oh, yeah?

With her husband peeping through the keyhole?

No, I left him.

You live with her, you bring her here, and you tell me not to mess with broads.

You're forgetting about one thing. What's that?

I don't give a fuck about her.

Shut up! Shut up!

Hey, Maxie, tell me something. What are you gonna spend your honeymoon on? A cat

house? Maxie, I'm... Shut the fuck up!

Shut up!

Just shut up!

You want me to dump her?

You want me to kick her fucking ass out of here? You want to punch and tuck us,

huh?

Want me to kick her ass out of what?

You want me to kick get the fuck out get the fuck out get out

You're

gonna tell me I don't have a way with women Hello

No, it's noodles.

Okay, listen.

We're gonna need you guys today.

I'm gonna be making a tough speech, and I think you...

I'll be right with you.

Mr. Gallagher wants me to let you know how much he appreciates me.

The show is appreciated.

Spend this all alone.

Here's an envelope for the bogeys.

If we gotta complete the job, I'll let you know.

I'm sorry.

Oh, he's wiped out by a blast of cordon rouge.

What are we crowning in his boss's say after that, huh?

Jesus, Jim.

They'll never be afraid of you then, would they?

If they're still not afraid of me, it was you boys that scared them off.

And you didn't want these guys.

Aren't you lucky you got party leaders like myself who care about the union?

Hey, the strike is settled. We won.

That's what counts.

Am I right, Jim?

Yeah, it was tough for Jimmy not to be there to sign a contract, though, huh,

Jim?

No. What's tough is you boys did more in one night than I could in two years of

talking. Ah, forget it. To the hottest newcomer in American unions... There you

go. ...Jimmy Conway. Now you're talking. Roll out the glass.

Hey, God bless.

Jimmy, Jim, here.

Sit right in here. Suck it right down. You must be crazy giving him drinks.

We're gonna operate in a minute.

Oh, what's the rush?

They already told me I'd be a gimp for the rest of my life.

Don't worry, Jimmy.

With one leg a little shy, you're gonna take giant steps.

Yeah.

And always one step right behind you, eh, Sharky? Make sure they're working

the right leg, huh, Jim?

Holy flesh, huh? Mazel!

You boys got yourself a real martyr for a

friend.

Make it work for you.

Yeah.

Well, what the hell are we gonna do with a martyr? Times change.

The prohibition ain't gonna last much longer.

Take it from me, a lot of you guys are gonna be out of work.

Come on, Mr. Sharkey.

What interested you?

You ever think of setting yourselves up in business?

All those trucks they use in the hall liquor will soon be selling them for

nothing.

I'm talking about hundreds of vehicles controlled by a national organization

and supported by a powerful union headed by Jimmy Conway.

Whatever you ask, there's no way he can turn you down.

You gotta be kidding, Sharkey.

Jimmy clean hands in business with us?

They won't be clean for long with the hands he's gonna shake.

Everything in good time.

We're not interested.

What is the matter here, Noodles? You got a problem?

We got plenty of money tucked away. Why not invest it? What is the fucking

problem? I put the party behind you, and I got friends in high places.

I'm not interested in your friends in high places, and I don't trust

politicians. Well, that's probably because you still think like some

schmuck from the streets.

Now, if we'd listened to you, we'd still be rolling drunks for a living.

Who's of Amadere? You broke?

Don't bust my balls, Noodles. I am talking about real money.

This is real money to me.

It's a lot of money. You want any of it?

You'll carry that stink of the streets with you the rest of your life. I like

the stink of the streets. It makes me feel good. I like the smell of it. It

opens up my lungs.

And it gives me a heart out.

You're carrying dead weight around, Maxie. One of these days, you're gonna

have to dump it.

Maxie, let me know when you're gonna dump me.

You want to take a vacation in Florida, I got a young for the seashell.

Hey.

Listen, I was thinking it over, and, um... I guess I kind of got to yearn for

the sea shore myself.

You want to go swimming?

Yeah.

Yeah, let's go for a swim.

Hey, Maxie.

Max.

Yeah? How much money we got put away?

Why?

Because we're unemployed.

About a million bucks.

Oh, yeah? Where'd you put it?

In my underwear.

I'd have found it there.

Hey.

We got to reorganize, Max, and I got a couple of good ideas.

Me too.

If I had a million bucks, I'd take it easy.

We'll take it easy when we got 20.

50. Where are you going to get that?

Right here.

What's that?

It's a dream.

A dream I've been dreaming all my life.

Swear to God, Noodles, you and me together, we can make it come true.

What is it?

The Federal Reserve Bank.

It's the biggest step we could take, Noodles.

You're really crazy.

Don't you ever say that to me. Don't you ever say that to me again!

What chance is there that a crazy thing like this might succeed?

Don't ask me. Ask Max.

You know as well as I do that this is suicide, pure and simple, for everyone.

Yeah, well, don't tell me. Tell him.

You got your own methods.

Yeah, I tried.

He doesn't want to screw anymore.

All he thinks about is his job.

Tear gas, hostages. Now, he's gonna do this. He's gonna do it with or without

you.

Noodles, we've never liked each other.

We put up with each other for Max's sake. So why don't we just... Get

together once and do something for him.

And after that, we can go back to being enemies.

You know, if you were all in jail first, there wouldn't be any bank job.

I got the idea from your friend, Max.

What do you mean?

He laughs at you. He makes fun of you.

He says, he says, Eve has got you by the balls every time you walk past this

place. You shit in your pants.

You'd do anything for the cops to pick you up so you wouldn't have to do this

job. Is that true, huh?

Well, then do it.

Do it. Put him in jail. Put him in jail. Not long. Just long enough so he can get

the idea out of his mind and... If you can't stand being away from him,

put yourself there, too.

Better off than being dead.

You know what to do.

And if you don't, I will.

Get out.

Take a cab.

I'm busy. I got things to do. Get out.

Noodles.

Make up your mind fast, huh?

What's the matter?

Aren't you having a good time?

Why are you going out tonight?

Why bother now that Prohibition's almost over?

Well, everybody's selling out. We got some friends who have a lot of booze

they want to get rid of. Practically nothing, so let me figure why not.

I'm gonna be gone for a while.

I'll be waiting at the hotel.

I like it when you come home late and wait for me out.

I'm not gonna be home tonight.

I'm not gonna be home tomorrow either.

I thought these things only take a couple of hours.

Ladies and gents, I drink to the demise of Fat Mo Speakeasy.

I mean, who the hell wants to drink here illegally anyway, am I right?

Okay, come on, Mo, set him up. Come on, get in there.

Here's mine in your eye.

Boys.

Let's drink to our last ship.

Because there's more on board tonight than just booze.

It's ten years of our lives.

Ten years were really worth living.

Yeah.

Noodles. Okay.

How long will I have to wait?

A year and a half, more or less.

Six months off for good behavior.

What are you going to do? Don't ask.

Fifth Precinct, Sergeant Halloran.

Hello?

Who's speaking?

Can I help you?

Hello? Yeah... I got a good tip for you.

Yeah, it was. Yes, Matt, open the door.

What's the matter with you?

You sick?

No, I'm fine.

You don't look it.

Maybe you better stay home tonight, huh?

Why?

I've been watching you all night.

You've been drinking like a fish.

Trying to get your courage up?

We're only bringing in a shipment of booze.

Scots say you're even scared to do that.

You just better stay home tonight.

With Eve.

Hey, Maxie, everywhere you go, I go, too. Remember that.

Maybe Sharky was right.

Maybe I ought to just dump you.

You're really crazy.

Ever say it!

Don't say it!

Max made fools of us noodles.

He wanted to die.

Did you know his old man died in the nuthouse?

Max didn't want to end up the same way.

So he put the idea in our heads to tip off the cops.

And when they stopped the truck, Max started shooting first, just to get

himself killed.

Uh, what is this?

Opening night.

15 years ago.

Who's this?

Patron saint of the place.

Some actress.

Do you know her?

Hello, Deborah.

Aren't you gonna say anything?

What is someone supposed to say after... more than 30 years?

How about, how you doing? You looking good? Or...

I was hoping I'd never see you again.

I never thought I would.

There's a difference.

At least you recognize me. That's something.

Actresses have good memories.

You want a drink?

I'm having one.

Margo?

Yes, miss?

That's all for now. You can go.

All right, miss.

She called you miss.

You never got married?

No.

You live alone?

No.

Where were you?

I was out of town.

Have you been back long?

Couple of days.

You staying?

That depends.

Why do you want to see me?

Two reasons.

First, I want to see if you did the right thing turning me down to become an

actress.

Well?

You did.

You were terrific.

Age cannot weather her.

It's like the play was written for you.

What was the other reason?

The other reason... is to decide whether

I should go to a party tomorrow night.

Party?

Yeah, on Long Island.

Hey, Secretary Bailey.

Do you know Secretary Bailey?

No.

But I was invited anyway.

But if you don't know each other, why were you invited?

I don't know.

I thought you might know why.

Me?

Why me?

Because you know him.

Who is it?

It's me, Debra David. No, David!

Can I come in?

No, no, no. Just wait outside, David. I'll call you.

Okay, I'll be right here.

What does Secretary Bailey want from me? You came here to ask me that?

Why did he send me an invitation? I don't know. I don't know. I don't know.

Why should I know about your invitations? I don't know anything.

What do you want from me? Why did you come here? I know nothing. I know

nothing.

Now you're a lousy actress.

Who is Secretary Bailey?

Jerry Bailey is a rich businessman.

He came to the United States as a starving immigrant and made a lot of

money in San Francisco and Los Angeles, where he's lived for 30 years.

I know all that. It's all in the papers. What else is there?

Married a very wealthy woman.

They had a child.

She died when the child was born.

A few years ago, he went into politics.

Moved here.

That's all past history. I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about now.

Right now, he's in trouble.

Why can't you just tell me you've been living with him all these years?

And that you just love him?

Age can't wither me noodles.

We're both getting old.

Although we have left now our memories.

If you go to that party on Saturday night, you won't have those anymore.

Tear up that invitation.

There's an exit back this way.

Noodles. Go through it.

Keep walking.

Don't turn around.

Please, noodles.

I'm begging you. Please.

Are you afraid that I'll turn into a pillar of salt?

If you go out that door, yes.

This is Secretary Bailey's son.

His name's David, just like yours.

Please go in

What

are you waiting for

I don't understand mr. Bailey

Sit down, Noodles.

Make yourself comfortable.

I'm glad you accepted my invitation.

Oh, I was curious.

So many important people in one place.

Yes, the rats usually desert a sinking ship.

In my case, they appear to be flocking on board.

Yeah, well, I read about your troubles in the newspapers.

But a man in your position, with all your power and all your privileges, has

to assume a certain amount of responsibility.

A certain amount of risk.

Why'd you ask me to come here, Mr. Bailey?

That invitation doesn't mean a goddamn thing, and you know it.

All that counts is what was in that suitcase.

The money and the contract.

Didn't say who the contract was on, though.

Haven't you figured that out yet?

You, Mr. Bailey.

I have not a gun in my hand for many, many years.

My eyes aren't too good, even with my glasses.

My hands shake.

And I wouldn't want to miss, Mr. Bailey.

Cut the bullshit, Noodles.

I'm already a dead man.

At least give me the chance to settle the debt that I owe to you.

I'll never make it before the investigating committee.

When they're scared to death, I'll implicate the whole bunch of them.

They gotta get rid of me.

Today is as good a day as any.

You do it, Noodles.

You're the only person I can accept it from.

You see, I found out where you were.

I brought you back here for this.

To even the score between you and me.

You can get out through there.

It leads right down to the street.

Nobody will see you.

I don't know what you're talking about, Mr. Bailey.

You don't owe me a thing.

Your eyes were too full of tears to see that it wasn't me lying there, burned up

on that street.

It was somebody else.

You were too shocked to realize that the cops were in on it, too.

That was a syndicate operation, Noodles.

You're crazy.

You said that to me once before a long time ago.

But my mind was never as clear as it was at that moment.

I took away your whole life from you.

I've been living in your place.

I took everything.

I took your money.

I took your girl.

All I left for you was 35 years of grief over having killed me.

Now why don't you shoot?

Thank you.

It's true I have killed people, Mr. Bailey.

Sometimes to defend myself, sometimes for money.

And many people used to come to us.

Business partners, rivals, lovers.

Some of the jobs we took and some we didn't.

Yours is one we would never touch, Mr. Bailey.

Is this your way of getting revenge?

It's just the way I see things.

It's 1025.

And I've got nothing left to lose.

When you've been betrayed by a friend, you're hit back.

Do it.

You see, Mr. Secretary, I have a story also,

a little simpler than yours.

Many years ago, I had a friend, a dear friend.

I turned him in to save his life, but he was killed.

But he wanted it that way.

It was a great friendship.

It wasn't bad for him. It wasn't bad for me, too.

Good night, Mr. Bentley.

I hope the investigation turns out to be nothing.

I'd be ashamed to see a lifetime of work go to waste.

Thank you.

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