All language subtitles for TD S02E08

-(BREATHING HEAVILY)
-(GUNSHOT)

♪ (FUNK MUSIC PLAYS) ♪

They're gonna spend their money
to sell your film.

You're gonna be known.

You need to be ready for that.

They wanna make you an offer
and I wanna negotiate.

LORI: I'd have to clear it
with C.C.

-(SLAP)
-(LORI CRIES)

You should value the worth
of what you have right here
with me.

DAVE: Trying to effect
large-scale change.

Uh-huh, one community meeting
at a time.

VINCENT: I was walkin'
from dinner last night,

felt like some guys
had eyes on me.

Any names?

-(YELLING)
-Get down!

(TIRES SCREECH)

- You saw it, right?
- Yeah.

I liked it,
I really did.

I don't usually care
for musicals, but I thought
it was really well done.

Get in the car. Quick.

Woman:
Wait up! I'll walk with you!

- What the fuck is this?
- Tommy: Shut your mouth.

- Black Frankie: We're good?
- Drive.

( hinges creak )

( clank )

Sit there.

Rudy:
Don't embarrass
yourself, Marty.

Sit the fuck down.
Act like a man.

Sit!

Who shot at us?

I don't know.

Come on, tell me.

I'll make this easy on you.
It won't hurt.

Just one behind the ear,
then darkness.

- I got kids.
- Vincent: Yeah, so do I.

Should've thought about them
before you made your play.

Marty:
I swear to you--

I don't know.

OK.

Finish your cigarette.

Pop your cherry, Vince.

I got this.

Wait, wait, wait, wait!

Wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait, wait!

Wait. Wait!
Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa.

You guys...

You guys think I make
those kind of calls?

You think I order hits?
Huh?!

No, please,
don't do this.

Ahh! Don't do that, please!

I'm a manager.

I stuff money in envelopes,

and I give it to guys
and kick it upstairs.

That's all I do.

Auggh! I swear.
I give cash to bagmen.

Please!
For Chrissake,

I don't know nothin'
about no hit. I don't.

I don't! I swear to you.

I swear...
on my mother's grave.

Please. Please.

( uncocks pistol )

( Marty coughs )

Give it to me, Vince,
I'll do it.

- Vincent: No.
- Tommy: No?

Vincent:
What's it gonna do?

He don't know nothin'.

Already scared the shit
out of him. That's enough.

Good thing for you, Marty,
I brought Vincent along today.

He just saved your life.

Thank you.

Fuck you.

♪ See her picture
in a thousand places ♪

♪ 'Cause she's
this year's girl ♪

♪ You think you all own ♪

♪ Little pieces
of this year's girl ♪

♪ Forget your fancy manners ♪

♪ Forget your English grammar ♪

♪ 'Cause you don't
really give a damn ♪

♪ About this year's girl ♪

♪ Ahh-ee-ahh ♪

♪ Still you're hopin'
that she's well-spoken ♪

♪ 'Cause she's
this year's girl ♪

♪ You want her broken
with her mouth wide open ♪

♪ 'Cause she's
this year's girl ♪

♪ Those disco synthesizers ♪

♪ Those daily tranquilizers ♪

♪ Those body-building prizes ♪

♪ Those bedroom alibis ♪

♪ All this ♪

♪ But no surprises ♪

♪ For this year's girl ♪

♪ All this ♪

♪ But no surprises ♪

♪ For this year's girl ♪

♪ Hey! ♪

♪ Ahh-ee-ahh ♪

Larry Brown (as The Wolf):
No place to run to.
No place to hide.

If the backers knew
we were still fuckin'
around with this...

- We're supposed
to be picture-locked.
- OK, so unlock it.

Girl, she can't
help you now.

OK, pause here.
When he says that line,

I want to be on Lori,
not on Larry Brown.

Yeah, but what he's saying
is important, and Larry's
so fuckin' good in this thing,

it's like you just
want to watch him.

I know, he's great,

but the scene's
not about the Wolf.

What's important is how
that line lands on Little Red,

and I want to be on her,

I want to see
how her reaction builds.

All right.

OK. Also, this is tiny,

but you stay in the master
too long.

I just need it
to establish the location,

and I want to jump right
into the medium close-ups

as soon as they say
their first lines.

You want the close-ups dirty
or you want 'em clean?

I want them dirty.

I want it dirty
when we're on Lori,

because I want to feel
the Wolf's presence, right?

Because...
that's what she's feeling.

OK.

OK, so let me play around
with this for a little bit,

- and we'll see what we can do.
- OK.

( rewinding tape )

So why don't you go
for a walk or somethin'?

- Why, how long
is it gonna take?
- I don't know.

I know that if you're here,
you're just gonna keep
givin' me notes.

Yeah, you're right.

OK.

( telephone rings )

- ...couldn't find my--
- She can't help you now, girl.

- Hey.
- Yeah?

They're good notes.

We damn near lost the girl.

But you didn't,
so it was a good day.

Well, I don't think of it
like that.

It's what we do.

At least you help people.

I guess I've been
a little fucked up
since... Danny died.

Just thinking about what
this world I walk through
every day does to people.

Danny was
a good street cop.

How the hell did he end up
swallowing his own gun?

The city ruined him.

I don't want that
to happen to me.

- ( music playing )
- ( crowd hooting )

Emcee:
And now, please welcome
the sensational star

of Boys in the Sand,

Tod Lang!

- ( all cheering )
- Whoo!

- Man 1: God damn!
- Man 2: Come on!

Man 3:
Yeah, Daddy!

Man 3:
I got to see that body, baby!

Man 3:
Now take it off!

- Man 2: Abracadabra!
- Whoo!

( music, cheering continue )

( wolf whistle )

Whoo!

Yeah!

Ashley: Hey.

Here, read this.

We can help you. Hey!

Maybe you oughta
give it a rest for tonight.

Or try another
part of the stroll,

this spot's played out.

- Where are your pamphlets?
- I put 'em away.

- I gotta work.
- What do you mean?

- Work. I gotta earn.
- Hooker: Not interested.

- You can put it in your purse.
- I said no.

Baby, Larry's not on me
like he was,

but I still need to help
with the rent.

Hey, honey.

Here you go. Read it.

Girl, get this shit
out my face.

We don't want
to see your kind
around here.

I get it. Not everybody
wants to be helped.

- It's not gonna stop me.
- Hey, listen to me.
Listen to me.

You need to be more careful
about how you act out here.

I'm sayin'...

you should be
more quiet about it.

Some of these pimps
might get the wrong idea,

and it's the girls
who are gonna get cut.

All right.

All right, OK.

OK.

Look, I gotta go.

Where?

To work.

I loved watching you
at the Gaiety.

You had moves.

That's just rhythm.
I was never good enough
to dance on Broadway.

- You made money tonight, right?
- Yeah, I did OK.

Between that
and the in-calls, I get by.

Oh, you still hustlin'?

Sure. There's plenty
of wealthy old queens
and closeted businessmen

who want to spend
a few hours with me.

Why wouldn't they?
You're hot.

You're a star.

( sighs )
Stars are rich.

I was paid hundreds
for my best-known picture,

and I have not seen a penny
from it since.

I'm always looking
for my next gig.

But you made it big, man.

Did you ever think...?

I thought I would be an actor
in movies and plays.

Instead, all people talk about
is the length of my cock.

- And its girth.
- ( laughs )

Once you kiss another man
onscreen, you're in a box.

Forever.

Yeah, but think about
what it's like for...

Rock Hudson and all those guys.

Baby, they have to pretend.

They're the ones in a box.

You're free.

You should enjoy it.

Have fun.

OK?

That's what this
is all about?

Fun?

Yes.

Matty the Horse:
Rudy, they were after
your earner.

I would never hit
a made guy.

Those idiot fucks didn't
even know you were in the car.

I thought we put all
this nonsense behind us.

- You wanna tell me
who they were?
- I'll take care of it, Rudy.

All right? I promise,
I'll take care of it.

Wait, wait, wait.

Listen.
As a gesture of good faith,

I got this thing goin' on,
I might want to bring you in.

You heard of this
Lori Madison, right?

She's a blonde. She stars
in these fuck films, OK?

So, we're doing this picture,
I think it's called "Red Hot."

And she's like
the girl next door.

Except this girl next door,

she could suck a golf ball
through a garden hose.

- ( laughs )
- Matty,

I have money
in that picture, too.

- You're shittin' me.
- I own 25%!

You want to cut me in
on something I already
got a piece of?

- Come on.
- No, no, not the picture.

The actress.

We're trying to sign her
to a multi-kind-of movie deal.

You want me
to be your partner?

Sure, why not?

Oh, on another note.

That P.R.
whatever-the-fuck-he-was

that used to drive you around?

He's out on the street
putting out feelers
for a new job.

Carlos, yeah.

I had to let him go
on account of he's a lush.

Is somebody lookin'
to take him in?

A Spanish?

I mean, you and Martino,
you two guys are democratic.

Me, I don't hire spics or jigs,

and I certainly ain't
gonna hire a drunk.

- They got loose lips.
- Good to know.

Matty:
I'll see ya later.

Doing some publicity for
the movie here in New York,

but I find that I'm spending
more and more time in L.A.

- Mm-hmm.
- You should think about
planting your flag there, too.

Nah, this is home.
I like it here.

Depends on what you want,
I guess.

Well, I want my picture
to do well.

If it does, I could
direct more movies.

That's what I want,
I want to make more movies,

and I want to keep
pushin' the boundaries,
ya know?

There's already a buzz
about "Red Hot."

People have been talkin'
about it in meetings I've had,

so you better be ready.

How did you handle it
when it happened for you?

It was not a question
of handlin' it.

Honey... I wanted it.

I dreamed of being someone
special since I was a kid.

So, when porn
started blowing up,

I saw an open door.

I knew I'd be good.

Not intimidated by the camera.

( laughs )
My body's made for this.

Mm-hmm.

Candy...

"Red Hot,"

it is going to elevate you
in our world.

Your life's going to change.

You should embrace that.

( music playing on stereo )

What?

You realize that book
is upside down, don't you?

I see.

On account of
it might as well be

because none of this shit's
getting through my thick skull?

You've been staring at the same
page for about 15 minutes.

( sighs ) I don't know.

Why don't you give me
the Cliff Notes version, then.

All modern Western philosophy

is merely a footnote
to this man's work.

Well, I beg to differ...

but at least I don't gotta
read the rest of this shit.

Sorry, Ab, I tried, but...

Kant?

Gave that one to you
on a platter.

You don't have to do that
for me, Vince.

You want to know the truth?

I couldn't get through
that book either.

Yeah, well...

difference is, you wanted to.

I could give two shits.

Gotta get to the club.

She's worth this?

Kiki:
Come on.

Lori Madison is the next
adult film superstar.

You can put your money on it.

Oh, we are. But this?

You're getting
her acting services

for three feature films,

plus a first option on others,
if you so choose.

I think it's more than fair.

And what's your cut?

None of your
fucking business.

( laughing )

Correct me if I'm wrong,
but this Madison broad

is only gonna be in demand

if the "Red Riding Hood"
picture takes off.

So... what are we
doing about that?

Putting Hodas and
Harvey Wasserman on it.

They'll run the distribution
and the marketing.

And now that
the picture's done,

we'll take it out of the hands
of the director.

- She made a good movie, but...
- Candy's smart.

That doesn't mean she knows
the business end of it.

We control the distribution.

Us. Together.

- Agreed?
- Agreed.

There's one more thing.

Lori's man is a problem.

You're talking about her pimp.

As long as he's in the picture,
she can't succeed,

which means you lose, too.

We need to separate them.
Permanently.

And what do you think
that means to a man like me?

I'm asking you...
to buy him out.

Now, I know you guys
can handle that,

but it needs to be done
right away.

I'm taking Lori to L.A.,
and it would be nice for her

if this was taken care of
before we leave.

- There is a cheaper way.
- No.

Do it clean. Please.

- Anything else?
- Yeah. What does a girl
have to do

to get another drink
around here?

( laughs )
You just sit there
and be you.

This is fun.
Nobody has to get hurt,

just people fuckin' on film,

and we take it all the way
to the bank.

Man:
We're rolling--
Hold on.

- OK, frame.
- Man 2: Action.

( lamb bleats )

( actress yelps )

Dogs is after me.
You gotta hide me.

Papa says runaways
should be shot.

Your papa ain't here, girl.

He's in the corral,
stump-breakin' a mule.

I "cain't" hide you.

If he finds out,
he'll beat me.

I'll be quiet.
He won't know I'm here.

Unless you tell him.

You ain't gonna tell him,
is ya?

You come any closer,
I'll scream.

If you don't come any closer,
I'll scream.

I'll scream.

I's "gwanna" make you scream,
farm girl!

What's "gwanna"?
What's that bullshit,
"gwanna"?

Cut!
Say what's scripted, Larry.

I know what's scripted.
That's some coon-ass shit,
is what it is.

It's the Civil War-era South.
That's how they talked
back then.

- "They"?
- Don't be so sensitive.
You know what I mean.

Damn sure do.

So, here's how it's gonna go:

My line is, "I'm going
to make you scream."

And speaking of lines,

I notice that
when they write my lines,

they drop the G's
off the words.

They don't do that with
the Caucasian actors.

So, here on out,

they write my lines
like you write their lines.

Yeah? I'll be the one
who decide if I drop the G's
off my words or not.

- OK. OK.
- ( lamb bleats )

Let's roll it.

- Rick?
- What?!

Can I say "can't"
instead of "cain't"?

( incredulous laugh )

( guffaws )
Oh, God.

Obstruction of exits,
rodent infestation,

congested storage facility,
rodent feces.

We cite the hell out of them
for everything,

try to wear them down.

Here. Read this.

It's a different tack.

You're going directly to the
landlords with your summons.

There're, what, nine,
ten violations here?

What I don't get is, three
mortgage holders are listed.

Only one legitimate bank.

- Shell companies.
- Shell companies.

The property owners
incorporate,

and they have their lawyers
sign the papers
of incorporation.

Not to cast aspersion
on your people,

but I didn't expect to see
so many Jewish names.

Sol Gellman, Jerome Stein,
Benjamin Horowitz.

There are a few Presbyterians
on there, too.

Excuse me, Gene.

But yeah, a lot of Jews
control the real estate.

Thanks.

That's Doctor Jerome Stein,

a back surgeon with a practice
at Fifty-Fifth and Park.

If I can expose
the property owners

and bring them into court,

then maybe I can get them out.

( sighs ) To what end?

Replace sex-oriented businesses
with legitimate storefronts.

That will increase
the speculative value
of the real estate.

It's how you clean things up.

But it won't happen
overnight.

You wanna hear more?

I'm listening.

So you gentlemen
are saying $20,000
for Lori.

We're sayin' 15.

And you'd be renting her
for a few movies.

We're buying her.

Think of it as us
taking over her contract.

Yeah? Well, I'd say
your offer's a little light.

Matty:
Hey, let's cut
the bullshit here, all right?

You ain't seen that kind
of pocket cash in your life.

Get a paint job for your Caddy.
Cover up that Bondo.

I need to think on it.

Let me be clear.

We're not here to negotiate.

- Twenty thousand.
- Fifteen.

Now let's go in my car
and make the deal.

Go on. I'll be there
in a minute.

When I'm done
with my shine.

You are looking for a job.

Yeah, but all these openings
are talkin' about a résumé.

I don't have one.

Sayin', I never had
a job before.

Not one you go to.

For real?

Never had to.

I live with my father
and sisters.

But now I'm thinking
about movin' out

and gettin' my own place.

Gonna need steady money.

Well, that's not how you
get a job anyway.

You turn in an application,
it goes onto a pile.

Now, in my experience,
you get work
by knowing someone.

Connections.

You have style, girl.
You know how to dress.

Thank you.

I'm just thinking, is all.

My sister Nadine has a used
clothing store in Brooklyn.

Old sport jackets, dresses.

It's a thing now
with the punk rock kids.

- They are buying it all up.
- So?

It's possible she could
use some help.

I could ask her.

Well, that's nice of you.

Ah, you see?
I'm not a bad guy.

I knew that. But--

I know, Donna.
You have a man.

Things could change.

Life is long, Renton.

Or at least it seems
that way to me.

You are telling me
to have patience.

Believe me... I do.

( sniffs )

( music, chatter )

Another Hennessy.

The X.O. tonight.
I'm flush.

Lori. Another rum and Coke?

Give her the high call, too.

Captain Morgan's or whatever.
We celebratin'.

- I asked Lori.
- That's fine. Anything.

Got yourself straight
in the bathroom, huh?

I'm cool.

Oh. I know you are.

- Headed for big things.
- ( slaps knee )

Well... I'm good, too.

Just so you know.

I'm feelin'
a little nostalgic and all...

seeing as how you're about
to embark on your big adventure
without me.

That's why I got something
special planned for us.

A little going-away present
just for you.

- I don't want any gifts, C.C.
- Oh, no. ( laughs )

No, I ain't get you
nothin' from a store.

But you gonna remember it.

Everything all right?

Mind your own.

Got us a room...
just like the old days.

Gonna take a trip
down memory lane.

I'm gonna fuck you

like you never
been fucked tonight.

I'm gonna fuck you like you
never will be fucked again.

Trying to leave C.C. behind?

Don't you know you
always gonna be mine?

You all right?

You never did answer
the bartender.

- I'm fine.
- Good.

Drink up, girl.

We're gonna finish
this evening right.

( siren wails in distance )

( chatter )

Ya got a light?

Sure.

I'm a friend of Dorothy's.
You know her?

I haven't heard
that one in a while.

Do I sound like a tourist?

In a way I am.

I'm in town for a fiction
symposium at N.Y.U.

Staying at the Algonquin.

Of course you are.

The Gonk.

I'm a writer.

Not anyone you
would've heard of.

I've published a couple
of short stories in small rags.

Yes.

What?

Yes.

No kissing.

That's the rule, right?

I didn't say you
could look at me.

Get on all fours.

- Oh, C.C.--
- Girl, do it.

( Lori grunts )

I'm gonna fuck you
like an animal now.

C.C., wait. Please--

Damn. You dry as a nun, girl.

Don't worry.
I'm gonna loosen you up.

( Lori groans )

Do you have to go?

I need to get home.

Was everything OK?

It was nice.

When you say "home"...

To my family.

( chuckles )

You know,
when I first saw you,

I never figured you
for a breeder.

I'm an unreliable narrator.

Isn't that what you
literary types call it?

Actually,
you're in disguise.

Personally, I could
never lead two lives.

I mean, we don't
have to anymore, right?

"We"?

We're gay.

Homosexual.

I'm sexual.

I'm a husband and a father.

And I like to be with men.

Don't try to make me
into one thing.

I didn't mean
to offend you.

You didn't.

Not at all.

Yeah, there's this movie
called "Jee-Got."

Gleason plays this mute
in Paris, France, like,

you know, one of those
clowns that don't talk,
he's like a bum.

Who wants a movie
with Jackie Gleason
not sayin' nothin'?

I like the characters
on his show,

Reginald Van Gleason,
or Freddie the Freeloader.

- Know what I mean?
- I don't mean to eavesdrop,

but Freddie the Freeloader
was a Red Skelton character,

and the film you're
talking about is "Gigot."

- "Gigot."
- I mispronounced.

To tell the truth,
I turned it off
after 15 minutes.

Too much pathos for you?

Yeah, if "pathos"
means "boring."

Is, uh, my brother
bothering you over here?

You two are related?

I never would have guessed.

Uh... I'll be back.

( clears throat )

So, uh...

film fan?

I'm Victoria.

Frankie Martino.

So, have you ever
been to Paris, Frankie?

No, I was stationed in Germany
for my whole tour there.

Didn't see any action.

Oh, I bet
you saw some action.

Yeah, well, the colored guys,
they cleaned up.

I did all right.
In fact...

I did marry a German girl
for a hot minute.

Really? What happened?

Went kaput.

So, I couldn't help
but notice, uh...

you can't keep your eyes
off me.

Well, you're quite handsome.

And your hair, it's--
it's very current.

Been goin' to the same barber
since I was a kid.

Guess it caught up.

So listen, Victoria...

it's kinda loud in here.

Maybe we could go somewhere
a little more quiet.

Thank you, but...

I have to go.

My husband waits up for me.

But...

if you'd like
to come and visit...

I'm free after 9:00 a.m.

Just give the doorman
your name,

tell him you're a friend,

and he will let you up.

Riverside Drive. Nice.

Yeah.
It's very nice.

Call me.

I hope to see you soon.

What happened to your friend?

Boom!

You already got the number?
Get the fuck outta here.

I don't believe it.

Believe it, brother.

Big movie star.

Thirty.

Ten for the room.

Trick-ass bitch.

- Victoria: Send him up.
- Very well.

- Thank you, Thomas.
- Of course.

You can go up.

Thank you, Tommy.

Victoria:
Don't stop.

Oh, God. You're so thick.

- Like that?
- Yes!

Oh, God.
Oh! I'm gonna come.

- OK.
- I'm coming.

- Yes!
- At your service.

Ohh! Ohh!

Oh, God!

Here you go, miss.

Kiki:
Thank you. There are four
in the back.

Be careful of
the Yves Saint Laurent.

- Cabbie: You got it.
- Thank you very much.

Come on, we're already late.

Can you put them
on the cart for me?

- Of course.
- Thank you.

He's not here, Lori.
He's out of your life.
Come on.

Come on, the gate's
gonna close, babe.

( jet flying overhead )

- Woman: Thank you so much.
- Doorman: Here you go, miss.

Frankie:
All those people--
where they goin'?

Victoria:
To work, probably,
or to a meeting somewhere.

Don't you have a job?

Yeah, I work.
At my own pace.

Never catch me goose-steppin'
down the sidewalk like that.

I don't have the kind of job
I can't leave
if I don't like it.

I don't gotta wait around
to collect a pension.

No pressure.

So, what's going to happen
to you when you get old?

Frankie Martino, old?

I can't picture it.

Well, I have to tidy up
before my husband gets back.

You'd better go.

See ya.

You want somethin'? Coffee?

I don't want anything.

Well, sit there
and listen, then.

And stop being
such a stubborn bitch.

Y'all are pissed off at me, too.

You're making
the wrong people angry.

What's your point?

The truce we made
over at the apartments,

that was something.

Considering the type of people
we're dealing with here,

I'd say it was a lot.

But you can't push it any
further with those guys.

Why not? I'm not trying to put
the pimps out of business.

If a few of their girls
want out, why wouldn't
they let them out?

- There are plenty more
where they came from.
- ( Abby groans )

You know as well as I do,
it's not about losing one girl
and replacing her with another.

It's about control and power.
When it comes down to it,

these assholes don't like
to be disrespected.

Well, fuck
what they don't like.

"Fuck what they don't like"?

We don't operate with that
kind of careless disregard--

Well, maybe you should.

Maybe you would
change a few lives.

Listen to me.

My kind of activism is helping
the women on a broader level,

and it's not putting
anyone in danger.

( sighs )

I got big love for you, Dave,
but you can't do what I do.

And I don't have the patience
to wait around for politicians
to make new laws.

That takes years,
if it happens at all.

I can help these girls today.

You're not helping.

You're negatively
impacting my work.

( scoffs )

I can't be aligned
with you anymore.

What are you doing?

I'm out.

What?!

( sighs )

( door opens, closes )

I know what I'm doin'.

I love you, girl.

Julito:
So what you got left?

That trick with
the gap in her teeth?

- C.C.: Melissa earns.
- Mm-hmm. One girl.

Might as well
marry the bitch
and retire.

I could retire.
Them Italians give me
50 for the rights to Lori.

- Fifty mothafuckin'
dollars, huh?
- Don't be funny.

I could take a trip right
the fuck now if I wanted to.

- Yeah.
- Go back to
the motherland, maybe.

Shit. Now you one of them
Back-to-Africa mothafuckers.

Nah, this here's my home,
and I like to work.

Mm-hmm.

Gonna find me some
new bitches and run 'em.

That's what the fuck I do.

Don't make no sense to recruit
if all's they do is run away.

Chocolate didn't just run away.

She got pushed.

That's why I asked you gentlemen
to join me here tonight.

We have a situation
we need to address.

That West Virginia ho of yours
came back to New York

acting like Gloria Steinem
and shit.

She instigatin'
all kinds of shit.

Her and Larry Brown's bitch,
the Puerto Rican.

We can't be having that.

Yeah, well,
you can't touch Loretta.

She ain't yours.

- Your ex-bitch, then.
- Girl's got fire.

We need to send a message.

Can't nobody misdirect
our women.

You know what?

You need to be smart,
Julito.

Street bitches disappear
every day,

ain't nobody give a fuck,
for real.

But Ashley, she's a civilian.

She gets found dead,

you gonna bring down heat
on all of us.

That means we lose money.

Don't make me
no difference.

I'll kill the bitch.

You ain't killin'
no-goddamn-body.

You can't even tie your shoes.

Man, mothafuck you.

We got to do somethin'.

I say no.

Candy:
Marty, I don't want Little Red
handcuffed to the bedposts.

Hodas:
Some of your ideas are good.

I'll have my artist
take another crack
at the poster.

Don't forget to make
my Wolf black.

( sighs ) Look...

I got nothing against
the shvoogies, Candy,

but our partners are
never gonna go for it.

I had an incident
with them recently.

They were very emotional.

I, uh...

I don't want to
go there again.

Anything else
on your mind?

How are the bookings going?

We're about
to strike prints.

Word of mouth is strong.

I'm gonna get you into
some of the best skin houses
in the country.

You're in good hands.

Now, I have a question for you,
if you don't mind.

No, go ahead.

Lori Madison.

I'm guessing she's, what,
like, a B cup?

I'd like to enhance her a bit
for the poster.

Make her a D.

You know, big boobs
sell tickets.

Any objection to that?

( dog whimpering )

You gonna go out there
and get it?

- Yes, Daddy.
- Yeah?

- Mm-hmm.
- Me, too.

Always hustlin'.

About to track down Lori's
royalties on that movie.

( dog barking )

Yo, I put that dog
in the bathroom, Melissa.
Get rid of it.

You mean...?

I ain't cold like that.
Come on.

Sell it or some shit.

Yeah, OK.

It was Lori's anyway.

Ya know...
I don't even miss her.

You cannot go out with
a loose button like this.

You want me to sew it up,
tighten it up a little?

Later.
When I come home tonight.

Then I'm gonna
take care of you

the way only C.C.
know how to do.

You my bottom, Melissa,
you know this.

I know it, C.C.

( dog barking )

( door opens, closes )

Dili...

Di-- Di-lau--

Shay:
Dilaudid.

Whatever it's called,
it's some good shit.

( sniffs )
Better than morphine.

Yeah.

Can you get some more?

Next time they have one of
those free clinics, I guess.

That's where you scored?

The pharmacist
that they had.

Told him I had back pain,
it wouldn't go away.

We should pay that doctor
a visit.

He's got a store
on the West Side.

Like a drug store?

- Uh-huh.
- Yeah?

Cool.

Yeah, I was gonna stop by
and see my folks.

- It's been a while.
- Cool.

Vincent.
I'm looking to get up
with your brother.

- You making book now, too?
- No, not me.

It's about the movie
he produced.
The one Candy directed.

- Yeah?
- I want to speak to Frankie
about Lori's cut.

- You don't know where
I can find him, do you?
- I don't.

I heard he married that dancer.
She's got her own place, right?

- Yeah, they broke up.
- OK.

Where does Frankie hang
his hat these days?

You got me.

Wherever the wind takes him,
I guess.

You know, he's tight with
your redneck brother-in-law.

Maybe I'll ask Dwyer.
Though I don't think
he likes me much.

Imagine that.

( C.C. chuckles )

You have a good day,
young lady.

- How ya doin'?
- Hi.

I was wondering, uh...

is this good for your back?

My mother.
Chronical pain.

Oh. It should help.

Watch her dosage. Too much
can be rough on the stomach.

How about something stronger,
like, uh, Dilaudid?

You mean hydromorphone.

Dilaudid is a brand name
for hydromorphone.

And, yes, that can be
an effective pain reliever.

But you'd need
a prescription.

Yeah, I know that.

But you got it here, right?
You carry it?

You'd need a prescription.

OK, Doc, uh...

Thanks for the information.

Eat your sandwich, too,
not just the onion dip.

- But it's good.
- I know.

Ahem. So, I'm gonna be
out of town next month.

Like a business trip?

Yep.

Yeah, I'm gonna be promoting
the film I made,

the one I directed.

It's called "Red Hot."

It's, um, it's
"Little Red Riding Hood"...

an updated version.

But this is a fairy tale
for grownups.

Mom, you don't have to use
little kid words.

You mean
it's for adults, right?

It's rated "R"?

That means I can see it,
if you go with me.

No. This one's
not appropriate
for a guy your age.

Maybe you could
see it someday.

Like the 12th of Never.

Anyway...

just wanted to let you know
why I'll be out of town.

I'm gonna be sellin' my movie.

So, if it's not an "R"--

Well, I didn't say that.

Then it's an "X"?

Actually, it doesn't have
a rating yet, Adam.

When I get back
and I can relax a little,

how about you and me
go on a vacation?

For real, like go to
the Jersey Shore or something.

Would you like that?

Could Nana come, too?

Yeah, if she wants to.

Thanks, Adam,

but, um...

I gotta stay home and take
care of your grandfather.

If I don't cook dinner,
he don't eat.

Well, where would we go,
exactly?

I don't know. I been hearing
about this place called Margate.

I never stayed
at the beach before.

Yeah, neither have I.

Larry:
If they want me
to be in their movie,

they have to listen.

I model my shit

off of Woody Strode.

That man had dignity.

Waitress:
One tuna on wheat toast
with fries,

and a cheeseburger platter
with onion rings.

Cook:
Tuna, wheat, fries,
CB and rings. Got it.

Long time, Barbie.

Yeah, I been upstate.

Leon:
You look hungry.

Barely afford
a cup of coffee, Leon.

Girl, don't worry.

I got you.

And your brother?

Where's he?

- Vincent: In the wind.
- ( laughs )

What you got?

Oh! Provolone, nice.

That's from Manganaro's?

Where else?

What, they only sold you part
of the loaf of this bread?

I tore the heel off,
I ate it on the walk home.

Aww. 'Course you did,
you buttagots.

You had to have a chew
on the heel, huh?

( laughing )

Just like when you were
little, right?

Look, Pop...

I'm havin', you know,
a-- a hard time.

You don't look it.

I see the clothes,
the jewelry.

You're raking it in, Vinnie.

I was hopin'
to get some advice.
About women.

You think
I know about women?

Give me one of those.

- What is it?
- Abby.

Yeah.

Well...

she's a smart girl.

She's very pretty.

I love her.
But she don't want
what I want.

Which is what?

A regular home.
Family, maybe.

Well, Vinnie,
you have a family.

( sighs )

You seen your kids lately?

No.

Hey, you wanted everything.

A woman at home,
pussy on the side.

Like most men.

'Cept most men don't leave.

Me and Andrea,
we're not compatible.

What the fuck does compatible
got to do with it?

Compatible. What?

Vinnie, you can't
control your urges.

You never have.

What do you think,
you think you're alone?

Hey.

You know...

I'm no true blue.

You know that, right?

Yeah, fuck.

When I was a teenager,
I saw you in this bar

on Fourth Avenue one night
with Mrs. DiPieri.

Saw the way
her eyes were shining
when she was lookin' at you.

I knew what that look meant.

Well, Sherry DiPieri
wasn't the only one,

that's not even
what I'm trying--

Pop, I don't need to hear
about all this.

Hey, you asked my advice.
I'm trying to level with you.

Do you wanna talk?

I had others.
Yeah, I had others.

Some nice women, you know,
we had some laughs.

Compared to the mother
of my children, Vinnie--

puttanas.

I did what I did
to make myself feel
like a man.

And I'd come home.

I came home.

I had you boys,
I had your sister
to take care of.

But, Vinnie...

I never considered leavin'.

Not once.

So you're sayin'
I fucked up.

It's never too late
to make amends...

that's all.

Hey. Let's take this in
to your mother, hmm?

You know, you called,
she started cookin'.

It's all right.
You explain to her

why you bought her only
half a loaf of that bread.

All right? Buttagots!

( music, chatter )

Barbara.

I ain't know you was out.

How would you know?

You never answered
my letters, Larry.

Not one.

You never visited me.

Not once.

What good
would that have done?

Hmm?

If I thought you was weak,

I would've come by.

But I knew you didn't need me.

You was always strong.

So you threw me away
'cause I could carry it?

There wasn't a day that went by
I didn't think about you.

Bullshit!

What you got on you, Larry?

I know you always
carry a roll.

Give it here.

( chuckles )

All of it.

Waitress:
Meatloaf platter with corn.
Burger, hold the cheese.

Extra crispy on fries.

Cook:
Special with corn.
Hamburger, extra crispy.

On it.

Melissa still out there?

She's with C.C. now.

You want to know
where she stay at?

No.

I don't want her
to see me like this.

Just tell her I was
asking after her.

Why she asking
about Melissa?

They were lovers, Larry.

While she was with me?

( scoffs )

C.C.:
Just the man I want to see.

No pimps in here.
You know the rules.

Does that include you?

'Cause you retail pussy,
same as me.

I mean, you the squarest pimp
I ever did see, but...

( laughs )
a pimp is what you are.

Watch it.

A few moments
of your time, Frankie.

You and I have business
to discuss.

All right.
In the back.

( jazz music playing )

- Who's workin'?
- 'Sides me? Marilys and Elise.

The three of you, take a break.
Go get some lunch or somethin'.

I don't want the girls
seein' that piece of shit
in the parlor,

or me breakin' my own rules.

Stay out here.
Tell the customers
we're temporarily closed.

You got it, boss.

It's kinda shabby
in here.

- This your idea of an office?
- Serves its purpose.

That's a nice uniform
you got on.

Shouldn't you have your name
embroidered across your chest?

Say what you
came here for.

( lighter clicking )

Lori Madison and me, we ended
our business arrangement.

But I still own a piece
of her previous work,
in perpetuity.

What you producers
call my points.

I'm talking specifically
about your movie, "Red Hot."

Yeah, well, the movie
hasn't been released yet,

so there's no profits or, uh,

what do you call that, back end?

Not till we get the receipts,
and that could be months away.

Yeah. I realize that.

I came here
for an advance.

On, you know,
my future earnings.

We don't have it.

You have it.

Your Irish brother-in-law here,
and all you Italians,

you printin' money
in these parlors.

You heard him.
He said he doesn't have it.

I'll take 10,000. Today.

- ( laughs )
- You'll take it out
on the fuckin' arches.

And stop it with the lighter.
It's bothering me.

( continues clicking )

( clicking )

( sighs )

I'm not gonna tell ya again.

I'm not listenin' to that,
or any more of your bullshit.

No.

You'll listen.

And you'll like it.

( clicking continues )

You fuckin' many bitches
in here, Bobby?

( clicking )

Your wife know?

Maybe I should just let her in
on your little secret.

Or y'all could pay me.

Right now. Today.

Fuck you.

Yeah, I seen your wife
at the Hi-Hat.

Yeah.

She's got some nice,
round titties on her, boy.

You know? Whoo!

I wouldn't mind hittin'
that ass myself.

C.C.: Oh!

Shit!

( clatter )

( Bobby grunts )

Fa-- Frankie!

Frankie!

Black Frankie: Damn.

Y'all murdered the shit
out that mothafucka.

( Bobby, Frankie panting )

Get a tarp.

What happened?

He talked too much.

( music playing )

♪ (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS) ♪

VINCENT MARTINO:
Feels like something's turned.

I always thought of us
as being good people.

But you can never be sure.

Red Hot is a hit.

It' gonna make me a name.

When did you get a straight job?

I'm going to do
this community theater somehow.

I'm gonna do this with you.
You're gonna need money.

HARVEY WASSERMAN:
You sold Red Hot to

two different mafia families?

You don't get it. These guys
like to cheat other people.

(GUNSHOT POPS)

What happens when it's my turn?
Or yours?

ABIGAIL PARKER: There's no
fixing this world, is there?

We can be better. Right?

♪ (MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪