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- Mmm.

Gary, how about some shots with this?

That'd be good.

- Jesse, you have any idea how you're getting home?

- I'm not goin' home.

I'm drinkin'.

Serve it up.

- Jess, you already had six or seven drinks.

It's enough.

- Hey, you can count.

I'm very impressed.

(laughs)

What are you lookin' at, asshole?

- Jess, that's Larry.

Calm down.

He's a fireman in town.

He didn't mean nothin' by that.

(laughing)

- A fireman?

Firemen and cops hate each other.

My ex was a fireman.

Don't you remember?

Fuckin' prick.

You know how I met him?

I pulled him over when I was in uniform,

and I just let him go.

- [Gary] Jess, I know--

- No, no, no, let me finish, let me finish.

So he asked me out to this bar on Hillside Avenue.

We wind up getting shit-faced,

screwin' our brains out all night,

and in three months, I married the prick.

I married him.

Now, you think one hour of good sex

makes up for 23 hours of bullshit?

He even took my kids away from me.

He convinced GPS that I'm a drunk.

Piece of shit.

They don't even see he's a piece of shit.

So I get drunk once in a while.

Him and his friends go out every night

like it's Saint Patty's Day.

- Jess, it's not GPS.

It's CPS, okay?

- GPS, CPS.

- [Gary] You obviously had too much to drink.

I want to call a cab and get you a ride.

- I don't need a cab.

I'm a cop.

Who's gonna pull over a cop?

- [Gary] Jess, I'm not playin' these games.

Let me have your keys.

Let me just have your keys.

- Gary, shut up!

Just shut up!

You're ruining my buzz.

You're so freakin' boring.

I'm tryin' to have fun.

I'm not even drunk.

And don't worry, I'm outta here.

(laughing)

I'm good.

I got it.

I'm good.

Don't worry.

(car horn beeping)

(car horn blaring)

(vomiting)

(siren wailing in the distance)

(distant laughing)

- Oh, look who made it home.

- Shut the fuck up.

- Jesse! - God, you stink.

Jesus Christ, do you stink!

- You were out drinking again?

- Oh, my God!

Leave me alone!

I have a headache, Ma.

And you got your tags still on this.

Why don't you take 'em off?

- In case I want to return it.

- Three years you had it, Ma!

Three years!

You can't return it.

- [Mitch] Jesse, shut up!

- What?

- No wonder your life is the way it is.

- Come here.

You know you're the only sane one in this family.

- What, do you drink all night and all day?

- The dog's got better breath than you.

You better eat your treats before Mitchell eats all of them.

You fat fuck.

Go.

You want to go?

Okay.

- I love the both of you,

and I don't like what's going on.

He works so hard, your brother.

- Thank you.

- Successful?

Trading baseball cards?

That's work?

- Yeah, but I travel all over the country doin' it.

I drive here and there.

I'm not a 516.

I'm not a Nassau area code like you.

You live in the box of 516.

I do all the area codes.

I'm all over the country.

Montana, 406 area code,

Chicago, 312, 773, the suburbs,

Rhode Island, 401.

I've driven to Florida many times.

Miami, 305, Lauderdale, 954,

Stuart, Florida, 772.

- That's 'cause you don't have a real job.

- Then I went to the west coast.

Tampa, 813,

St. Pete, 727, Fort Myers area, 941.

You have nothing but 516

and a bunch of six, seven guys

that follow you into your fuckin' nightmare life.

Your last five relationships, I've seen 'em all, Jesse.

and it hurts me.

I'm your brother.

You know, after your marriage blew up in your face?

Angelo, the tile guy.

- Loser.

- [Mitch] Vinny, the landscaper.

- Big loser.

- Steven, the guy that worked in the pet store.

(laughs)

- Animal loser.

(laughing)

- The guy, Barry, the accountant.

Jewish guy, too.

- Big loser.

- Your husband?

Great guy.

He did the right thing.

He did the right thing.

He got rid of you, you don't got the kids.

You're a bad mother.

- You motherfucker!

I swear, now you're pushing!

I swear, Mitchell!

- Get your fuckin' hands off me!

- You're pissin' me off!

- Get your fuckin' hands off me!

- I'm gonna fuckin' crack your head!

Don't you ever mention my kids!

- You're a bad fuckin' mother.

You know that!

- [Mother] I can't take it!

- Ma!

- [Both] Put the gun down.

- I gotta find a better spot to hide that.

- You can't hide the gun in the house.

She'll find it no matter where you put it.

She's fuckin' crazy.

- Ma.

- You want to please put that cigarette out?

(police radio chatter in background)

Jesse, why you breakin' my balls?

You know I'm worried about you.

Jesse, when you drink, you cannot control your temper!

I got two complaints against you already!

One more and I gotta take your badge away!

- Who you talking about?

Willy Gumps?

- Well, you shot him in the back, didn't you?

- He's a fuckin' rapist!

- It's called excessive force, Detective,

and the department isn't gonna tolerate

this kind of police behavior.

The drinkin' has to stop!

You understand what I'm tellin' you?

You have to go to those meetings!

- I don't need meetings.

- Yes, you do!

You gotta go!

Your ex got custody of your kids!

Your job is on the line!

And you still think there's no problem!

You're in denial, Detective!

- Hey, fuck you, man!

My ex brainwashed my kids against me.

He's a fuckin' douche bag.

- Tell me yes or no right now.

Are you gonna go to those meetings?

Where you goin'?

You better go!

- I was betting.

(laughing)

I was betting, and I saw you guys pull up.

I didn't run.

I went to bet the race.

- Oh, all right.

- You pulled up pretty quick.

Made a nice noise so you could be noticed.

- That's what that was, you think?

- Yeah, well, 'cause you got a Mercedes.

That's what it represents.

- That's a Mercedes.

- The car represents the man.

- Yeah?

- You know that, right?

- No, what do you mean by that?

- Mercedes stands for

Men Express Real Cocky Egos Driving Expensive Sedans.

(chuckling)

- You can do that with every car?

- Every car, I can do that.

- Every car?

- Every car.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

- How about Mitsubishi?

- Mitsubishi stands for

Maybe I'll Trick Some Ugly Bitch

Into Some Heavy Intercourse.

(laughing)

- Only a sick, degenerate Jew like you

could come up with a line like that.

- Because, you know, I got a lot of time on my hands.

- Mitch, let me ask you something.

What were you doin', bettin' 1,000 a game?

You went 0 for 10.

Who the fuck goes 0 for 10?

- Well--

- And you decide to go.

Then I'm gonna have to fire Manny over this.

- No, there's no reason to fire anybody.

- He took the bets.

But he's not supposed to give you that kind of limit.

You have a limit.

- The problem was, I met these guys in Miami

at a baseball card convention--

- Listen, you want to know something?

How you gonna pay me 11-fuckin'-thousand?

- If you let me talk for a second.

- All right, let me hear.

- I met the guys in Miami at a baseball card convention.

- Yeah?

- They're into everything.

DVDs, ecstasy, they got counterfeit baseball cards.

Counterfeit baseball cards.

Remember TOPS?

- And that's how you're gonna pay me back?

- Well, let me tell you what this is about.

They're hermetically sealed.

They're copies, they're counterfeits,

and they have letters of authenticity.

Willy Mays, Mickey Mantle, Pee Wee Reese.

Anything from the '40s, '50s, '60s, and '70s.

I'm gonna go to some conventions,

and I'll sell the cards.

- So let me get this straight.

I'm supposed to give you an extra 7,500

on top of the 11,000 that you lost?

- Well, I need the 75 to get the cards,

so I can get back like 26, $28,000.

- Are you fuckin' kiddin' me now?

- [Mitch] No, I'm being serious.

- You're serious?

You better have somethin' better than that.

I want my fuckin' money!

Understand?

- If you give me the money, I'll owe you 18,5.

I'll pay the juice for a month.

- I will fuckin' kill you, Mitch.

Do you understand that?

- All right.

- Do you understand that?

I like you, but if I gotta, I'll fuckin' kill you.

- All right, I want to talk to you about that also.

- All right, talk to me.

- Here's what we're gonna do.

- What's this guy's name?

- Carmine.

Aunt June says he's a school teacher.

Be a challenge tonight.

Don't curse.

Don't fuckin' curse!

Do you hear me?

And keep your legs closed.

(all chattering)

- So I don't know if your aunt told you,

but I'm writing a crime novel.

It's a thriller.

I'd love to bounce some ideas off you for my book.

- Sure.

Bounce away.

- So what's it like bein' a cop?

- Every day, something different.

You never know what to expect.

I remember my rookie year,

I get this call out in Hewlett.

A husband and wife's goin' crazy.

We get to the house,

we separate the husband and wife,

and I go through the house lookin' for the kids.

I open one of the doors,

and the nine-year-old son's pointin' a toy gun at me.

For a moment, I don't know it's a toy.

I almost killed the kid.

Unless you're on the job,

no one really knows what it's like to be a cop.

- Have you ever shot anyone?

(chuckles)

- Well, that'll have to wait till our next date.

(chuckles)

So enough about me.

You know about me now.

What about you?

What made you decide to become a teacher?

- I like young people.

I wanted to make a difference in their lives.

- That's so sweet.

- I teach junior high, you know.

The kids are going through a really tough stage.

You know, they think they know everything by this point.

- So true.

Sometimes you just have to bitch slap these kids.

- God, no.

You can't ever do that.

If I did that, I'd lose my job.

- For reprimanding a kid?

- [Carmine] Yeah.

That'd be considered abuse.

- Abuse?

(chuckles)

Well, then I got a lot of abuse from my teachers.

So do you have kids of your own?

(chuckling)

- Two dogs and a cat.

- That's so cute.

- [Carmine] How about you?

- Two little ones, two boys.

Didn't my aunt tell you I was divorced?

- Yeah, I heard.

What happened?

- Well, he's a fireman,

and firemen and cops hate each other.

Did you ever go to a fireman-cop football game?

- [Carmine] Nah.

- It's better than the Super Bowl.

You have two teams that literally hate each other.

I mean, hate.

Best game you'll ever see in your life.

Want to go sometime?

- [Carmine] Sure.

(chuckling)

- So were you ever married?

- No, never married, but I had my heart broken.

- What a bitch.

You want to borrow one of my guns?

- It wasn't a girl.

It was a guy.

- It was a what?

- A guy.

You know, I'm gay.

- You're, you're gay?

- Is there somethin' wrong?

- No.

Well, yeah.

I thought this was a blind date.

You're gay?

You sure?

You sure you're not, like, bi or something.

Oh, God.

- Well, we could be friends.

You know, I'd love to get ideas for my book.

- Yeah, sure.

Bounce ideas, but you're payin' for dinner.

(laughing)

- [Mitch] Looks like I'm with a movie star.

I don't know how you do it.

- It's a matter of attitude.

- I know it's all attitude, but, uh, I helped.

I helped with a great story.

I had a great idea, didn't I?

You think Carlos will go for it?

- Look, you get the money, you get the distribution,

and like I told you,

Carlos is gonna give us a wonderful fuckin' opportunity.

How many times do we have to go over this?

- [Mitch] Enough said.

I'll just call fuckin' Ralph.

- Yeah, call fuckin' Ralph.

You want my phone?

- [Mitch] Yes, I'd like your phone.

- [Juan] All right.

Look, I wanna make a U-ey.

(laughing)

- Ralph, first of all,

I'm not gonna bullshit you.

The baseball cards were just a front.

- Mitch, my cousin Carlos is getting ready

to present us with a remarkable opportunity.

- I know he is, and I think Ralph should be involved.

- You guys have got to get, well, Ralph can be.

Ralph, if you can hold down this distribution end of it,

and you can come up with the dough like you said you would--

- Wait, I have that covered.

I have a way,

I told you how I'm gonna raise the money.

And we'll make so much money,

I won't even have time to gamble all my money away.

That's the kind of money we'll make together.

You got a problem?

- Yeah, I got a fuckin' problem.

I don't trust fuckin' niggers.

- I don't like fuckin' dealin' with fuckin' greaseballs.

- [Dave] I'll cap your fuckin' ass right here, motherfucker.

- Shut the fuck up.

- [Dave] Fuckin' nigger.

You gonna trust his ass?

He's bullshit.

- [Mitch] Dave, wait a second.

- You're gonna fuckin' lay down dough for this shit?

This motherfucker?

You gonna believe him?

These bullshit, two scam artists right here.

- I'm not working with these fuckin' guys, man.

I'm outta here.

- [Dave] Fuckin' sit your fuckin' ass down.

It's our fuckin' deal.

- Sit my fuckin' ass down?

- I'll cap your fuckin' ass right here.

- [Ralph] Everybody relax.

- Fuckin' nigger.

You're gonna trust this motherfucker?

- You're an idiot.

You know that?

- You better chain this fuckin' dog.

- [Mitch] Dave, it's about makin' money.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(cell phone rings)

- Hello.

- There was an accident.

Mitchell's car hit the guardrail

on the Robert Moses Bridge

and it went into the water.

There was a body part recovered, a foot.

I mean, we're doing DNA on it right now,

but I know it's his.

(crying)

I'm sorry.

- How you holdin' up, Ma?

- I keep thinkin' about

how when your brother was a little boy,

he used to go boating on the boat with your dad.

And he used to play catch and stickball

with the boys on the block.

He was such a good little boy.

He was always smiling.

He loved his Good & Plenty candy.

Do you remember the Good & Plenty candy?

- Ma, listen, I love him,

and I'm sorry Mitchell killed himself

and that you have to suffer like this,

but he was a schmuck.

- He left me a $10,000 life insurance policy.

- Where'd he get the money to buy a life insurance policy?

- He sold pot.

I bought pot from him when I knew he needed the money,

to help him out!

- What?

You bought weed from your son

'cause he needed the money?

- What the fuck, Ma?

- Well, it's better than drinking.

I never heard of people having a bar fight

'cause they smoked too much pot.

- You know, alcohol's not illegal.

- I would peek in Mitchell's shoebox and see all that cash,

and then he would gamble it all away.

That was his problem, gambling.

- Oh, he had a lot of problems.

(sighing)

- He started selling pot because he didn't want to sell

any more of his baseball card collection.

He loved those baseball cards.

- He should have got a job.

- Those cards, the Mickey Mantle, Roger Maris 1961,

that was his favorite, and he sold it.

He used that money to buy the life insurance policy

for me, I bet.

He sold Mickey Mantle and Roger Maris for his mother!

(sobbing)

(sniffing)

- Oh, no, no, Ma.

No Wite-Out.

- I hate to tell you ladies,

but Mitchell changed not only the beneficiary on the policy,

he also changed the amount.

- Who did he make the beneficiary?

- A Mr. Ralph Sirna.

- Who's Ralph Sirna?

- He's a local businessman.

He owns nightclubs, restaurants,

and a while back,

he was very active in the mortgage industry.

- How long ago did my brother change the policy?

- About two weeks ago.

- Ralph Sirna, Ralph Sirna.

Why does that name ring a bell?

Oh, yeah, I know who he is.

He's a fuckin' gangster.

He took a life insurance policy out on my brother?

For how much?

- Half a million dollars.

- Half a million?

What the fuck?

He fuckin' killed my brother!

I know it!

No fuckin' way was that an accident!

Motherfucker!

(tires screeching)

(engine revving)

- And the broad's got a husband!

(all laughing)

- That's fucked up.

- You know what?

- That's fucked up.

- Tell them the one we heard the other night

at Bobby's joint.

- You know, I took the boys out

to get everything settled up, deal's done.

(tires screeching)

I take 'em over there, hang out at the bar, bullshittin'.

This fuckin', I'm gettin' this fuckin' hot air

breathin' down the side of my fuckin' neck.

I turn to my right, this fuckin' heifer.

I'm like, do I look like a fuckin' cheeseburger to you?

(all laughing)

I turn the fuck away,

I'm like, you know what?

Bullshittin'.

She fuckin' jolts me.

I insulted her.

I'm like, I'm fuckin' sorry.

Take it easy.

I says, you know what?

Joey, do me a favor.

Give me a fuckin' Bacardi, Coke,

and give her a Slimfast with a shot of Absolut.

(all laughing)

- Ha, Slimfast.

- Fuckin' bitch, man.

(tires screeching)

- [Dave] Who the fuck is this?

- Which one of you fucks is Ralph?

- Hey, you better show some respect, bitch!

(screaming)

- I'm fuckin' Ralph!

And who the fuck are you, bitch?

- Who the fuck am I?

I want the fuckin' money you killed my brother for.

(spitting)

(siren wailing)

- Big mistake.

(bottle shattering)

(groaning)

- Whoa, whoa!

(siren wailing)

- She's dead.

This cunt, she gotta go!

- No fuckin' way, Ralph.

All right, I know you're pissed off,

and you want revenge,

but you can't let your ego

and your temper do the talkin' here.

Let it go.

- Let it go?

What kind of message are we sendin' out on the street

if we let this bitch walk?

- What the fuck is wrong with you?

She's a cop!

You got any idea what that kind

of trouble's gonna cause our business?

Forget about it.

Now, how much you make from the insurance thing?

- 75 grand.

- So?

- [Ralph] I didn't start withdrawin'--

- Where's my fuckin' taste?

- I didn't start withdrawin' the money yet.

I've been busy.

No disrespect.

- Startin' to wonder.

Yeah, all right.

How's the other thing goin'?

- The other thing's goin' really good.

That's what's been takin' up most of my time.

- Listen to me, Ralph.

You're like family to me.

You show a lot of potential, all right?

You're a good earner, and you're tough as nails.

But this kind of shit with this cop is sloppy.

- I didn't know that this Mameluke had a cop for a sister.

- That's my fuckin' point.

You should know.

Use your fuckin' brain, all right?

Now get the fuck outta here

and go earn us some fazul, all right?

(blues music)

(pool balls clacking)

- Yo, how you doin'?

You know, I was thinkin' maybe you and I,

we can get together tonight,

you know, burn some calories,

and then tomorrow morning, I can buy you breakfast.

Hey, you know, people say I look a lot like Sly Stallone.

You know, Rocky?

"Yo, Adrian?"

You can call me the Rock.

You know it's against the law to do that?

- Yeah, like I give a shit.

- And you are?

- Maybe the one you're gonna be buyin' breakfast for.

- Hey, I like that.

You're right to the point.

That's the way I am, just like that in business.

That's how I made my first million in real estate.

I see something I like, I go for it.

You remember the 320i BMW convertible?

Had to have that car.

I went right in, paid cash.

- Yeah?

So what did you get on your trade-in?

- What are you talkin' about?

- Your other car.

- What other car?

- How'd you get to the dealership?

- What do you mean, how I got to the dealership?

I don't understand.

- [Jesse] You had to drive, right?

- Oh, no, no.

I didn't drive a car.

I had my limo take me there, yeah.

You know what these are?

(keys jingling)

- Keys to your limo?

- No, no.

These?

These are keys to my Bentley.

- No shit.

- Yeah.

- Out in the parking lot, you got a Bentley?

- Yeah, out in the parking lot.

- That's cool, man.

- Yeah.

- I've fucked in a lot of cars, but never a Bentley.

- [Man] Really?

- So if we do it in your Bentley,

you gonna buy me breakfast?

- Hey, we do it in my Bentley, I buy anything you want.

- So let's go then.

I want you to suck my dick.

- What'd you just say?

- I said I want you to suck my dick.

Fuckin' guys.

Let me get another shot.

- Yeah, my town in Sicily is called Siculiana.

In Siculiana, there was a cross that came in from the water,

and they always said it had secret powers.

In that church, they kept that cross there,

and every year, they have this big festival.

This fuckin' guy, Ralphie, man,

he's always breakin' my balls.

He's just like these fuckin' snakes on me.

That's why I'm gettin' this tattoo.

He's always tryin' to hit me up for money.

- He's one of those?

- Yeah.

And this other fuckin' cocksucker, Angelo.

If I see him, I'm gonna smack the teeth

out of his fuckin' mouth.

- Ho, Brazo what you doin'?

- [Tommy] Hey, Ralphie, what's happenin'?

- [Ralph] You gettin' some work done?

- [Tommy] Yeah, I'm gettin' a little bit of fresh ink.

- My man, give me a couple minutes alone with Tommy, okay?

- Yeah, no problem. - Go take a break.

- [Tommy] Do me a favor, Tommy, give me the envelope.

- How's everything?

How's the wife and kids?

- [Man] Good.

How about yourself?

- Good, very good.

Thank you, buddy.

- Have a seat, brother.

What's goin' on?

What's goin' on?

How's Joey doin'?

How's he feelin'?

- Joey passed away.

- [Tommy] Sorry to hear that.

- Last week.

- [Tommy] We all made money with Joey.

- Yeah, Joey was a good guy to make money with

when he wasn't worryin' people, you know?

- They didn't understand, did they?

- Eh, didn't understand.

Didn't know to be scared of him or fuckin' worry about him.

Tommy, let me get that.

- So what else is goin' on?

- Good.

You know, some days we have good days,

we have bad days.

You know, that kid, fuckin' Angelo--

- [Ralph] The kid I told you not to hire.

- You know, some days he shows up late.

Now I gotta stay on top of this fuckin' kid, you know.

- You gotta be there, you gotta be there.

You gotta be there.

This lying cocksucker!

This motherfucker!

He lied to me again!

He's fuckin' dead!

Dead!

We're going by that titty bar tonight.

Youse pick me up an hour early.

♪ I'm gonna raise some hell ♪

♪ Gonna show you myself ♪

♪ We're gonna do it all night ♪

♪ 'Cause it's very hot ♪

♪ Gonna shake my little thing ♪

♪ So you can see what I got ♪

♪ Gonna make you beg for my love ♪

♪ With lovin' so hot ♪

♪ My love is so hot ♪

♪ That means I'm so hot ♪

♪ My love is so hot ♪

♪ I think you're so hot ♪

♪ Love you so much ♪

♪ You hit my G-G-G-G-spot ♪

♪ Whoo ♪

♪ My love is so hot ♪

♪ I think you're so hot ♪

♪ My love is so hot ♪

♪ My baby's so hot ♪

- Doin' a little better, I think.

- Oh.

Excuse me.

- All right?

Thank you.

- Hey, how are you?

- So what the fuck's goin' on?

- Could be better, you know.

- Where's he at?

(sighs)

- He's over there at the joint gamblin' again.

That's why business could be better.

You know, our money's over there.

It could be here, business could be good, but--

- [Ralph] Our money's over there?

- Our money's over there.

You know, I would assume, you know.

He's out there gamblin' you know.

You know?

- All right.

Let me take care of this.

- [Man] All right.

(all chattering)

- Get the fuck outta here!

You're foldin'?

What are you, nuts?

(all chattering)

- How many Cadillacs you want to have?

- How many do I want to have?

As many as I could have.

- What do you got, like 11 cars right now?

- I got 11 right now.

I got another one comin'.

11 Cadillacs.

What, do you want to try to be like a big collector?

Honest to God.

- [Man] I like Cadillacs.

I like to drive one every day.

- Do you know you're a sick fuckin' bastard?

I tell you the truth?

(speaking foreign language)

- Weekend, yeah.

- I got a 1962.

- Yeah?

- [Man] Yeah, it's nice.

- You got that Gucci car?

- [Man] I got the '79 Gucci.

- [Friend] The guy likes to collect Cadillacs.

- [Man] I like Cadillacs.

- [Man] He can collect dildos if he wants.

- I don't collect dildos.

(all chattering)

- [Man] He gave him the whole entire thing.

- Hey, the guys are all here.

- [Man] Hey, what's up?

- Fellas.

- [Man] How you doin'?

Hey, Ralph, how are ya?

- How's everybody doing?

Hey, you're winning over there!

We're partners tonight, right?

(all chattering)

What the hey?

What you doin'?

- I was at the club.

Came over to play a little cards.

- Yeah, you're always over here lately to play cards.

Who's winning?

This guy winning a little of money or what?

- [Man] No, no, no.

- Cigars, man.

He's always gettin' the better hand.

- Youse all want to sit with him.

- [Man] Yeah, caught a lucky break, that was it.

I'm up a couple dollars.

- What's doin'?

How's everything?

- Nothin', nothin'.

I just come from your place over there.

- Yeah, how's everything?

It was a little slow, so I left to play a little cards.

- Little slow?

Place was jam packed.

You gotta start spending more time there, you.

- [Man] You're right, you're right, you're right.

How's Angelo doin'?

- I saw him.

He's over there.

He's good.

- Good.

I got this new guy bringin' girls

from Mexico, from Dominican Republic.

These girls are on fire, man.

They're gonna bring us in a lot of money.

- That's why I went partners with you.

- I do whatever you gotta do, Ralphie, you know.

You're like a brother to me.

- Yeah, you do everything.

You're over here fuckin' playin' cards and losin', too.

Let me get a glass of wine.

(speaking foreign language)

(video game beeping)

- Hello?

Hey, kiddo.

Why aren't you getting ready for school?

Where's your brother?

- Uh, in the bathroom.

- But where's your father?

- Gettin' breakfast.

- Nick!

Nick!

- [Nick] On the toilet!

- I don't care if you shit all over the floor!

Open this door now!

What is this?

This is disgusting!

(laughing)

- Hey, you got to call before you come over here!

Judge's orders!

Now get outta here before I have you arrested!

- The kids are late for school!

Where the hell have you been?

- Did you hear what I just said?

Read my lips!

You're gonna get arrested!

- I'm just lookin' out for our kids, Billy.

Stop being a jerk for once.

- I'm the jerk here?

- Yeah.

Why can't you just let me and my mother

help you out with the kids in the morning?

- Your mother?

Look at the job that your mother did on you.

You think I want your mother touching my kids?

Your mother is a nut!

And that's why you're a nut,

because your eggs came out of her psycho vagina!

- You're such an asshole!

- Grandma's a nut.

- Grandma's not crazy.

Grandma's eccentric.

There's a difference.

- Grandma is a moron!

- And that's breakfast?

Nice.

- [Billy] Don't worry about what breakfast is.

Get your butt out of here!

- You know what?

Fuck you, Billy!

- You're gonna get arrested!

- [Jesse] Fuck you!

- [Billy] Go down to the bar!

Go down to the bar!

There's a bottle waitin' for you!

- Asshole!

Hey.

So I went to see the kids off to school this morning,

and they were alone.

Billy was out getting them breakfast.

(gasps)

He's such an ass.

And I tried,

I tried to be civil with him.

I said that you or I could go help him out

in the mornings with the kids,

and he started threatening me.

He called me a drunk in front of the kids.

- He is such a schmuck!

- Yeah.

Are you ready?

- Yeah, I'm ready.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- A cart for one tomato?

- Yes, a cart for one tomato.

What does it bother everybody for?

Um, excuse me.

The sign says 10 items or less.

- I heard you.

- 10 items or less.

- I can read!

Don't think I can't read!

I can read!

- She has 100 items or more.

I have one tomato, okay?

One tomato!

- How's everything up your end?

I hope it's good,

because if you don't stop bothering me,

I'm gonna lose my shoe up there.

Come on, push it!

Get it out of here!

- Let's go get 'em.

- What the fuck!

What the fuck's going on?

What the fuck!

- [Man] What the hell's going on over here?

- Don't give me that shit attitude.

- [Man] That's for you.

- [Joe] Yeah?

- [Man] Yeah.

Hope you enjoy it.

- What the fuck is this?

(shouting)

- Oh!

- Ah, you fuckin' asshole!

Fuck you, you scumbag!

- [Man] Hey, Captain, stick it up your fuckin' ass!

- Joe?

- Hey.

Hey, Doc.

- How's everything?

- I'm good.

How's she doin'?

- She's doin' better.

She's carrying a lot of guilt inside,

and when she starts to self-medicate

with all those different substances,

it's a long, hard road back.

I want to do follow-up.

I want to keep tabs on her.

But I think what she really needs to do right now

is go out there and see what she can do.

- All right.

Well, thanks for everything, you know.

And I appreciate everything you're doin' for her and for me.

- We'll always be here for her, okay?

And you.

- Listen, anytime you need anything,

you got my phone number.

- Okay.

- Thank you.

- No problem.

She should be down in a couple of minutes.

- Okay.

Thanks a lot, Doc.

- Hi, Dad.

- They called me up and told me

you weren't feelin' too good.

You all right?

- What's in the bag?

- Got you a doughnut, your favorite.

Have it.

Good?

- Want some?

- Nah, I can't eat that stuff.

I gotta watch the carbs.

- Yeah, right.

- So,

(dramatic orchestral music)

you're gonna be gettin' out of here soon.

You know, maybe you go back to school,

stay clean?

- I don't know, Dad.

What do you want me to say?

- I want you to say that you're gonna

stop takin' that garbage and get your life back in order.

That's what I want you to say.

- Just like that?

Just pick myself up, forget about everything,

and go back to law school?

- Yeah.

Why?

What's wrong with that?

You think your mother would have wanted your life

to get all messed up like this?

- Well, Mom's not here, is she?

- Melissa, please stop blamin' yourself.

And stop blamin' me.

It was nobody's fault.

Your mother was so proud of you,

goin' to law school,

doin' everything the right way.

All she wanted for you was to succeed in life, you know.

- Why did she have to come up to my school?

I was only feeling homesick.

I would have gotten over it.

- It's been two years, all right?

It was a drunk driver that killed your mother, not us!

You gotta understand that!

You gotta understand that.

(sniffles)

- Just go.

- I want my daughter back.

If not for me, do it for you.

Do it for your mother.

Listen, we're gonna take care of this together.

We're gonna take care of this.

(can crinkling)

- Hey, Ralphie, what's up?

- Are you robbin' me?

- Who?

Me?

- Are you robbin' me?

- I don't know what you're talkin' about.

There's no way I would do somethin' like that to you.

- I went partners with you in this joint to make money,

not to lose fuckin' money.

- [Tommy] I appreciate that.

- I didn't put up half the fuckin' money

for you to sit in here and play fuckin' cards.

- Listen, there must be a misunderstanding.

I don't owe you--

- We're friends for almost 40 fuckin' years, Tommy.

40 fuckin' years.

- [Tommy] Ralphie, please.

- I don't know how you could get, listen to me.

Don't fuckin' Ralphie me!

(speaking foreign language)

- Listen, listen.

I'm not gonna go there

with this fuckin' Italian shit, either.

Speak fuckin' American.

I want to speak American right now, okay?

- [Tommy] Ralphie, we know each other since we were kids.

- Yeah, that's right.

- [Tommy] Why would you--

- That's why I'm more shocked than anything

that you would fuckin' rob me.

Do you think I'm stupid?

- [Tommy] No.

- No?

I hope not.

Listen, I'm gonna tell you somethin' right now.

You're lucky today is what today is, okay?

So I got two words for you.

Happy birthday.

- Birthday?

You gotta be kidding me.

Birthday?

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday, dear Tommy ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

(all applauding)

- You fuckin' robber!

You fuckin' cocksucker!

(bat thudding)

You fuckin' lyin' piece of shit!

Motherfucker, you want to rob me?

You want to rob me?

(pants unzipping)

Here.

Here, this is what I think of you after 40 fuckin' years.

(urine spraying) You fuckin' scumbag.

(tires squealing)

- Yo, fuck face!

That better be a bag fuckin' full of contracts in there.

Ralphie's fuckin' waitin' right outside.

- I was gonna call him!

I swear to God, I was gonna call him!

Ralphie, I been meaning to call you, Ralphie.

I'm really sorry--

- Ah, ah, ah, ah.

Relax, relax.

I'm not gonna hurt you right now,

but this bid is very important to a lot of people.

- Yeah, I understand.

- You gotta understand.

You made me go against everything that I,

You know, I give you all the money up front.

That's 100 Gs, 100 Gs.

You got me lookin' like a fool.

I'm callin' you for three days now,

and you're not answerin'.

- I been meanin' to call you,

but what's been happenin' is the people above me

are givin' me a hard time.

But I promise you I will get this contract.

You will get it, I promise you.

- Shh, shh, shh.

Listen to me.

There's higher ups than me, Al.

How long we doin' business now?

- Like 15 years.

- 15 years.

- I always come through.

I always come through.

- I know, and that's why I went on the ledge here.

I went out on a ledge here, all right?

Now, please, please.

I'm tellin' you for your own good.

- I understand.

- You gotta get this taken care of.

- You will get this contract.

- Listen to me.

You're not gonna see these guys.

You're gonna see guys who are gonna fuckin' hurt you.

- I understand.

- You gotta take care of this.

You told me.

- What's up, bitch?

Need some fuckin' roadside?

Someone slash your fuckin' tire?

(suspenseful electronic music)

- Gimme a pack of cigarettes.

Cigarettes.

Those cigarettes.

- Get on the floor!

Get on the fuckin' floor!

- I'm a cop!

Put the gun down!

- Drop the fuckin' gun, bitch!

- Shut the fuck up!

- Put it down!

- Put them down!

(customers screaming)

- Get down!

Get down!

- [Jesse] No!

- I'll give you--

(gun firing)

- I'm tellin' you, the guys don't get it.

The girls don't freakin' get it!

(laughing)

My ex-husband's on his fifth freakin' wife!

I was the young girl when we first got married.

Now it's on number five.

You know how old she is?

23!

My daughter's 23!

What the frick?

What, you know, at 23--

What can I get you, pretty lady?

- Oh, you need glasses.

- I know good-lookin' when I see it.

I make the best martini in town, I been told.

- Can you make mine a double?

- [Chris] You got it, babe.

- Thanks.

- An off-duty Nassau County police detective,

Jessica Weinstein,

entered the Cool Stop convenience store in Bellmore

to find an armed robbery in progress.

The quick-thinking detective

managed to take control of the situation,

which resulted in the death of two men

involved in a shoot-out with Weinstein

and the release of over a dozen hostages.

Detective Jessica Weinstein is now being called

the Jesse James of Long Island.

- Where's the bathroom?

- Straight back on the right.

Hey, Jesse.

If you ever need to talk,

I'll listen.

(dance music)

♪ Sick ♪

♪ Sick ♪

♪ Sick ♪

♪ I know ♪

♪ Sick ♪

♪ Sick ♪

♪ Sick ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ I know ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ I know ♪

♪ You are not ♪

(woman screaming)

(crowd screaming)

♪ Sick, sick, sick ♪

(dog barking)

(blues music)

♪ My baby blue eyes ♪

♪ Love me like the sun ♪

- Jesse.

- You said if I wanted to talk, you'd listen.

♪ My baby blue eyes ♪

♪ Tell me I'm the one ♪

♪ Take my sweet, take my sour ♪

♪ Treat me like gold ♪

♪ Let me unfold ♪

♪ Don't let me grow old ♪

♪ Grow cold ♪

♪ My baby blue eyes ♪ (both moaning)

♪ Love me like the one ♪ (laughing)

- Oh.

What just happened?

- What do you mean, what just happened?

- This never happens to me.

- Bullshit.

You're a bartender.

Tell me another one.

- So am I gonna see you again?

- You want to see me again?

- Well, yeah.

- I'll be around.

- By the way,

my name is Chris.

- Chris.

So when you're not bartending, what do you do?

- I'm a fireman.

- Well, I like the way you listen.

(chuckles)

♪ Don't leave me, please ♪

♪ Sweetheart ♪

♪ My baby blue eyes ♪

- Fuckin' Dave's dead, and it's all your fault!

- How the fuck is this my fault?

I told you to stay away from that fuckin' cop!

- What'd you expect me to do?

Let that fuckin' cunt interfere

with our business and get away with it?

- You know what you are, Ralph?

You are one stupid motherfucker!

If you would have listened to me,

none of this would have happened!

- Listen to you?

I did listen to you.

I should have just killed the fuckin' bitch.

- Get the fuck out of my face, you motherfucker!

You fuckin' crybaby motherfucker!

Get back to work.

I want all these packages by eight tonight.

Fuckin' piece of shit.

- Let's sit over there.

What's that?

Sushi?

- Yeah.

- You eat sushi for breakfast?

- Why not?

- What do you got?

- The guy who got whacked was connected to Sirna.

People around the victim didn't even know it was happening.

- Victim?

- Whoever did this was a pro,

and it was probably one person.

And get this.

It seems that the victim was dancing

around a particular woman all night.

So I ran a background check on all ex-military personnel,

females between 18 and 40,

still present and living in the area.

- Make sure you check out Sirna's ex-girlfriends.

You know, it could be scorned lover.

- I don't buy that, Captain.

If that was the case, he'd be dead, not his crew.

Am I right?

Witnesses say he was there.

No, I think this was a message.

- A cop certainty, huh?

- Excuse me, Captain?

- You know, a sense,

somethin' a detective acquires with experience on the job.

- Thank you, Captain.

- And the longer you're on the job,

sometimes you gotta realize

you just gotta let things play themselves out.

- I don't understand.

- Look, these guys that got whacked,

every one of them got a rap sheet a mile long.

Drug dealin', assault, loan sharkin'.

These are hardened criminals, all right?

They're not school teachers or members of the clergy.

They're cancer cells,

and I see this killer as chemotherapy.

- This is a joke, right?

- A joke?

Let me tell you somethin', Detective.

When I first started this job,

I had to arrest a guy

for shooting the man that raped his wife.

I mean, come on.

I didn't want to arrest this guy.

He had every right to shoot that son of a bitch.

But it's the law.

He got five years,

and the rapist was out in less than two for good behavior.

And get this.

Five days after this creep is walkin' the streets,

I arrest him again for rapin' a teenage girl.

You believe that shit?

Look, listen to me.

If this is what you want to do with your life,

you gotta get one thing clear right now.

Your job is to arrest the guilty.

Let me tell you somethin'.

It's a lot harder than you think.

Sometimes you gotta look the other way,

and like I said before,

let things play themselves out.

You understand what I'm tellin' you?

Huh?

Look, I became Captain because I know what I'm doin'.

So you better take my advice, okay?

I said, okay?

- Aah!

Aah!

Rape!

(screaming)

(punches thudding)

- Ma!

Ma?

Ma, you all right?

I'm gonna get the guy who did this to you, Ma.

I want a short shotgun.

(gun clicking)

I'll take it.

(upbeat Latin music)

(singing in foreign language)

(speaking foreign language)

(chuckling)

(singing in foreign language)

(laughing)

- So how do you like my place?

- I love it.

It's beautiful.

My wife's been lookin' to move out here for years now.

- Well, look at it.

It's humble, and it's decent.

Big enough to raise a family.

- Yeah, definitely big enough.

Absolutely big enough.

What is this, two acres?

- At least.

I don't count anymore.

I just admire it.

So, listen, did you ever think that some guy like Mitch

would even orchestrate somethin' like this,

let alone carry it through and make it big?

- I'll be honest with you.

My head's still spinnin'.

I'm in shock.

- Lately, man, that's all I been thinkin' about

is fuckin' Mitch this, Mitch that.

Can't get the fuckin' guy outta my brain.

- Yeah, you?

I should have killed that guy 10 years ago.

You know how many times he fell into me

for fuckin' big money?

Can't blame me for that.

(chuckles)

- Fuckin' Mitch, fuckin' Mitch.

Mitch without a fuckin' foot.

(laughing)

- That, believe it or not, I enjoyed that.

- I'm sure you did.

Seriously, though, you know Mitch and Juan,

they were moving some serious product

throughout the years, you know.

- Oh, forget about it.

I know that.

How you think he pays me back?

I know that.

That's why I keep lettin' him go.

- Well, you know, it was through

those baseball card shows and everything, right?

- Yeah.

- Well, here's somethin' you didn't know, right?

Nobody ever suspected that there was pure diamond white

instead of bubblegum in those fun packs of cards, you know.

(chuckles)

Best part of it is,

people in these conventions, back and forth,

left and right, up and down, man,

movin' product here and there and everywhere.

And guess what?

Right under everybody's noses.

- I know.

- You know what I mean?

(chuckles)

Pardon the pun.

- That's a good one.

That's a good one, that's a good one.

- Listen, I'm a supplier,

and I'm always lookin' for something, someone,

some new creative ways to get my product out there.

- That's why I'm here.

- Yeah?

- [Ralph] The numbers you're givin' me,

I'll make us both millions.

- Well, when Mitch came up to Juan

and came up with this whole scheme

about puttin' out the product,

you know, out in the streets in Nassau County,

honestly, I was intrigued.

One difference is, I don't have a distributor.

- Well, you do now.

- Is that right?

- [Ralph] That's why I'm here.

(chuckling)

- What about the old man?

- The old man's my problem.

You don't need to worry about him.

- Is that right?

- That's right, that's right.

I handle all the day-to-day operations of the family.

He don't even meet with anybody anymore.

I handle everything, every aspect of the family.

It's my time, Carlos.

This is my time.

Either he retires when he said he was gonna this year,

or I'm gonna retire him myself.

- [Carlos] Pretty big words there, Ralphie.

- The whole family's behind me.

- [Carlos] Is that right?

- I got nothin' to worry about.

You got nothin' to worry about.

I'm your man.

- Ralphie, you know I got every confidence

in the world in you, right?

Or else you wouldn't be here.

- All right.

- [Carlos] Especially in my house

near my lady, near my guests.

- Carlos, you don't think I know that?

- [Carlos] Enjoy the rest of the party.

We'll talk.

(speaking foreign language)

- No, no, no, no.

You tell that motherfucker

to pay me all the money, all right?

Or he's gonna have to pay the juice again, all right?

He's makin' money.

Next.

(speaking foreign language)

- [Man] I collected 1,000.

- No, no, no.

Forget about it, okay?

I want all the money, all right?

Don't let him get a slide on that.

The guy's makin' fuckin' money.

Make him pay.

(doorbell ringing)

- Hey, Joe.

- [Joe] I need to speak to your father.

- Sure, sure.

Is everything all right?

- [Joe] Yeah.

Everything's good.

- Come on in.

Pop?

- What?

- Hey, Joe!

- See you later, Joe.

- Buddy!

- How you doin'?

- It's been a long time since you stopped by my house.

Joe, my kid Frankie over there?

Two weeks, he becomes a real gangster.

Graduates law school.

(chuckles)

Hey, Lou, you mind?

Can I get you somethin' to drink?

Espresso?

- No, I'm good.

I don't want nothin'.

- You look serious.

What's on your mind?

- Look, the shit's gonna hit the fan any minute now,

and there's gonna be nothin' I'm gonna be able

to do to help you.

I mean, how stupid is this Ralph guy

goin' after a cop's family?

What the fuck is goin' on here?

- Yeah, tell me about it.

The guy's been nothin'

but a fuckin' pain in the ass to me lately.

- He took an insurance policy out

on my detective's brother for 500 grand.

- Life insurance policy?

- We know he killed him.

We just can't prove it yet.

So you don't know about this?

- It's the first I'm hearin' any of this, Joe.

The guy's a fuckin' renegade.

- And now I hear he's gettin' involved in a big drug deal.

- You know me.

I don't get involved with shit like that.

It breeds rats.

I only deal in victimless crimes.

- Bookmakin', loan sharkin', massage parlors.

Yeah, you're doin' a whole lot

for the economic development on Long Island.

Let me tell you, pal.

Did you get your plaque yet from the Rotary Club?

- Let me tell you somethin', Joe.

Back in the '20s during Prohibition,

they put guys away for 20 years for sellin' booze.

What I do one day is all gonna be legal,

and I'm gonna be considered a regular businessman.

You know what?

I give enough money to a church or a school,

I am gonna get a plaque on the wall.

You would too if you weren't such a cheap fuck.

- Yeah, okay, Donald Trump.

You better listen to me,

and you better listen real good,

because Ralph Sirna is about to fuck you big time.

You know, you'll be goin' to one of those business meetings,

you're gonna get whacked gettin' out of your car.

He wants you dead,

and it's gonna happen real soon.

- You know, Joe, guys like you and me,

we're in the same boat,

and we both know that sooner or later that boat might sink.

It's a terrible retirement plan for guys who cross the line.

Thanks for the heads up, pal.

- Well, don't take it lightly.

What the fuck is this?

(camera shutter clicking)

(camera shutter clicking)

- What kind of flavor ices is that?

Is that like espresso or coffee or something?

- Hey, where are you?

All right, listen to me.

You stay home.

Do not leave that house.

Do you understand me?

No, no, no, you stay home.

Okay?

All right.

(sighing)

Yeah, it's me.

Listen to me.

Get two patrol cars at my house right now, all right?

My daughter and me,

we were just threatened by Sirna, all right?

Yeah.

I'll get there as soon as I can.

And, look, this Dominic from IA?

He's got his head up my fuckin' ass, you understand?

And I gotta go meet with him now.

(all chattering)

- He's catchin' a lot of heat now

from your department, you know?

I got no answers, you know.

I've got no information.

You want Internal Affairs involved in this?

- It's all in the report, Dominic.

She followed procedure.

- Yeah.

Gettin' calls today about some crazy woman.

Turns out to be one of yours?

One of Nassau County's finest?

- Dom, I know her.

She's a good cop.

- [Dominic] Yeah?

- And I got her under control.

- She's under control?

- [Joe] Yeah.

- She's all over YouTube, nitwit.

(chuckles)

What's under control?

The same cop killing two perps

at a convenience store here in Bellmore?

Usin' excessive force with hostages?

Come on.

This is the Mayberry of the East here.

We're not the wild, wild West.

(chuckles)

Come on, man.

I got people breathin' down my neck.

And the only reason she looks like a hero right now

is that's how we presented it to the media, all right?

I think you know otherwise.

- She was off duty.

She reacted to the situation.

- Well, she's carryin' weapons,

as far as I'm concerned, she's on duty.

And you're not in control of your department, all right?

Look, I'm on top of this, okay?

I can't have Internal Affairs come in right now.

I got too much at stake.

- Huh.

Yeah.

You don't want me in your face,

'cause I know what happened at that club.

And you know what happened in that club.

And vigilantism is dead in this country,

lest we forget, all right?

That's why God gave us people like Morgenthau.

- [Joe] You gotta look at the big picture here.

Read the report.

I cleared her myself.

- Oh, you cleared her yourself?

- [Joe] Yes.

- Well, who the fuck you think you are?

And any investigation bein' done right now

is gonna be done when I deem it to be done!

Are we clear on that?

You want the big picture?

Your little girlfriend's the hottest little SWAT Kat

to hit Japanese TV since the fuckin' Green Hornet.

What's that make you?

Kato?

- I got it under control.

- No, you're puttin' the community at risk.

- [Joe] I got it under control.

You're settin' a precedent, numbskull,

for any dingbat out there in Bellmore

goes out and becomes Batman now!

You get it?

People are at risk.

Now you step in shit, you clean it up.

You got it?

Clean it up.

Hey, you want some steak?

(all chattering)

(all chattering)

- Well, if she's complainin', then I know she's all right.

It's a good thing.

Yeah, she's always been out there.

Got a little worse after my dad passed, but

thank you.

All right.

Thanks, Doc.

Have a good day.

- Listen, Jess, look at me.

Thank God your mother's okay.

I need for you and her to leave for a little while, okay?

Look, I been on this case for a long time,

and I need you to leave.

I need you out of here.

I can't have you messin' things up!

All right, let the department handle this.

You hear what I said?

I said let the department handle it!

- [Jesse] Fuck!

(grunting)

- Come on, Joe.

The woman's an alcoholic.

She refuses to go to AA meetings

like she was ordered to do.

And now you want me to try to get her custody?

Why would I do that?

- Liz, first of all, you owe me.

I have to keep her busy and away from somethin'.

Look, she's a good cop,

and I don't want to see her get hurt.

This is a personal thing.

Liz, you gotta understand somethin'.

This low-life killed her brother

and put her mother in the hospital,

and now she lost it.

I want the department to handle this.

I want to keep her out of it.

She's way too emotional over this right now,

and she's gonna get herself killed.

- Great.

And this is someone I should give custody of her kids.

Are you kidding me?

- Look, she loves those kids.

She'll do anything for them,

and I know if she got them back,

she's gonna walk a straight line to keep them.

I know my detective.

- Okay, Joe.

My job is on the line here.

I hope I can trust you on this.

- You good to go?

- Jesse, let's go to the diner and get some food.

The hospital food was disgusting.

- You got it.

(engine starts)

(laughing)

- Jesse, that felt good!

Can you do it again?

Turn it off and start it again.

I forgot how this car feels.

Wow!

(laughing)

- I guess you're feelin' better.

- Who's that?

- I don't know.

Wait here.

- Miss Daly?

- I used to be.

And you are?

- Liz Alfano, Child Protective Services.

- [Jesse] Nice to meet you.

- I'm here to talk to you about your children.

- My kids, what--

- They're okay.

It's your ex-husband.

It seems he's been leaving them alone for periods of time,

and we felt we needed to talk to you about this.

Could we go inside and talk?

- Yeah.

Let me just get my mom.

What the fuck are you doin'?

Put that out, or I'm gonna shove it up your ass!

- [Mother] It's medical.

- She's from CPS.

It's about the kids.

Ma, fuckin' put the, give it to me.

Fuck!

- Sugar!

Sugar, come here.

Come here.

Come here.

Come to Mommy!

Did you miss me?

- Jesse, I'm prepared to give you custody of the boys,

but I have a few concerns I have to talk to you about first.

First and foremost, there is the matter

of your drinking and the AA meetings.

- I fully intend to abide

by all guidelines and protocols I have to

with regards to keepin' my kids with me, really.

- Good.

That's what I wanted to hear.

As I said, he's been leaving the boys alone,

so we've decided to return custody to you

under some strict guidelines

and the watchful eye of CPS.

Is this agreeable to you so far?

- Of course.

I want my kids.

- Excellent.

It's just what I wanted to hear.

We're on the same page.

Okay, I have some forms we need to fill out and sign.

- Okay.

Hi!

Hi!

(laughing)

I love you so much!

Oh my god.

- Where are you?

Where are you?

I'm gonna tickle you!

I'm gonna tickle you!

Where are you?

Where are you?

(dog barking)

I missed you two.

Sugar, missed you!

Come here, come here!

- Go ahead.

Knock yourself out.

Make a mess.

Watch your drink.

Do you need anything?

You got it.

You guys want bread?

Want some bread?

All right.

(laughing)

Grandma's like, "We're almost finished, right?"

♪ Meatballs and spaghetti ♪

(clicking tongue)

Say, you shop.

- [Mother] Coochie coochie coochie!

Where's the meatball?

- [Jesse] Oh, it's gone.

♪ Ch-chicka-ch chicka-ch-chick-ch ♪

♪ Chicken legs ♪

(laughs)

You like that one?

Sing it with me.

You ready?

♪ Ch-chicka-ch chicka-ch-chick-ch ♪

♪ Chicken legs ♪

That's a good one, baby.

(cell phone rings)

- Uh-oh!

Looks like Mom's gonna arrest somebody.

- I hope it's your father.

- Hello, Carol?

It's Jesse.

Listen, I gotta fly out somewhere,

and I have my kids,

and my mom just got out of the hospital.

Does your daughter still babysit?

Okay, great.

(engine revving)

(heavy electronic music)

- Mmm.

Some amazing shit, Ralph.

Mitch, do I have to count this?

- No, no, it's all there.

- You know, uh,

I'll keep fuckin' supplyin' you

at these prices,

so long as you stay

in my cousin Carlos's comfort zone, okay?

I don't like you.

You're a fuckin' greaseball.

(laughing)

Hey!

- I don't care if you love me, hate me.

You tell Carlos we keep doing this,

I don't give a fuck.

Let's just make money.

(shotgun pumps)

- Hello, Mitchell.

- Jesse, what the fuck are you doin' here?

- These assholes almost killed our mother,

and you're still breathing?

(suspenseful music)

You're not dead.

You fuckin' sold your soul for money.

- No, I didn't.

I cut my foot off.

(laughing)

- I gotta laugh.

That's fucked up.

- [Jesse] Yeah, he's a fuckin' comedian.

Shut the fuck up!

- Jesse, you just don't fuckin' understand.

- You're a fuckin' drug dealer?

- I'm not a drug dealer.

I was in deep.

I was in deep with him.

- Hey, Ralph.

- Yeah, you miss me?

- Yeah, I been lookin' for you for some advice.

I been datin' this guy who keeps wantin' me

to take it up the ass.

Seems painful, but seein' how you're such a bitch

and always bendin' over, what?

Do you, like, lube up,

or do you like gettin' ripped a new asshole?

- Maybe you ought to ask your mother that.

- Let me beat this bitch like I did her mother!

(guns firing)

(dispatcher chattering in radio)

(siren wailing)

(glass shattering)

- Bitch!

Die, you fuckin' bitch!

All the aggravation you fuckin' caused me!

I should kill you with my bare fuckin' hands!

(gun firing)

(panting)

- [Mitch] What do you want?

- You better start talkin', Mitch.

What the fuck is goin' on?

- What does it look like the fuck I'm doin'?

Tryin' to get out in life!

This was my fuckin' answer.

This was my get out of jail free card

for the rest of my life.

You blew a big fuckin' score.

You have no idea what the fuck I went through to get here.

Let me tell you what happened.

I met these guys in Ohio

at a baseball card fuckin' convention.

I knew they weren't sellin' baseball cards.

knew they were ope dealers.

And the guy said if I could raise the fuckin' money,

I could become a fuckin' partner.

I owed Ralph a lot of money.

(siren wailing)

I cut my foot off for the insurance,

and everything was fine until you fuckin' showed up.

You fucked up, Jesse,

Fucked up real bad.

Fuck.

(snorting)

I'm all fucked up now!

- Yeah, you are fucked.

- Get the fuck away from me!

- What happened to you?

- Get the fuck out of here!

I'm takin' this shit.

What are you gonna do, Jesse?

You gonna fuckin' kill me?

You gonna leave me dead like these motherfuckers?

Are you gonna kill me?

- You're already dead.

- Fuck!

Help me!

Come on!

I cut my fuckin' foot off.

You're not burnin' the shit.

I'll kill you before you fuckin' touch this shit.

What are you, fuckin' stupid?

Don't kill my dream, you dumb bitch!

Fuck you!

Fuck you!

No, no!

(suspenseful music)

(fire roaring)

- How you doin'?

- I'm good.

Thanks for the phone call.

- Thanks to you.

You know, that fuckin' piece of shit,

I treated him like family.

Yeah, gave him everything,

money, power, territory, you name it.

But it wasn't enough.

Fuck the

(speaking foreign language)

piece of shit.

You know, there's just no honor

and loyalty amongst men anymore.

I got an idea.

Why don't you broads take over things, huh?

I mean, what the fuck, right?

Men have been fuckin' shit up for centuries.

Maybe youse can fix things, huh?

- It's a thought.

- Sure fixed my problem.

There's 100 grand in there.

Let's just call it take-home pay

for throwin' out the garbage.

You know, you really should come and work for me.

- Doin' what?

- I don't know.

You're pretty good at eliminatin' my disgruntled employees.

- You know I can't accept this.

I'm a cop, Vincent.

I still believe in the law.

- Yeah?

Well, laws are meant to be broken,

and you, my dear,

you wrote the fuckin' book on that.

I tell you what.

You change your mind, give me a call.

Take care of yourself, Jesse.

- Hey, you forget somethin'?

- What?

That?

You don't want it, just throw it in the church box.

(dramatic electronic music)