All language subtitles for Wiseguy S01 E02 Pilot Part 2 1080p AC3 BluRay x264 (1)

- He must have
followed Dave's driver

from the hotel.

- What do you wanna do?

- Pull over, I'm gonna put

this pushy cop into
a new category.

- Hi fellas, just out
for a little ride?

- How you doing,
Sheriff Butcher?

Yeah, Tony and I
were just trying out

his new car.

- How you doing, Tony?

- You fellas know you
got a taillight out?

[crack]

- You know, you and your partner

are death on tail lights.

- Yeah, well, I guess
it's a vehicular

pet peeve of mine.

Now you gentlemen wanna
get out of the car,

maybe we can open up
that trunk and fix it.

Otherwise, I'm gonna
have to impound

this car because it don't
live up to Jersey standards.

- Yeah, I tell you
what, I promise to

get it fixed, maybe
I'll drop it by--

- [Butcher] Get of
the car both of you!

[tires screeching]

[crash]

[gun shots]

- That was dumb!

Now he's gonna come
looking for you.

We should have just
popped them both,

unless you got a
reason for not wanting

to kill cops.

- Yeah, I got a
reason, it's stupid!

- [Tony] Yeah?

Well now you gotta go
hole up some place.

- No, Dave said meet
him at the pier,

after we get rid
of Winfield's body,

that's where we're going.

- [Dave] Go on,
Vinnie, open her up.

- W-A-R 15.

- You guys are shipping hot guns

off our pier.

Okay, what is this,
where'd this come from?

You rip off an armory, or what?

[groans]

- It's the Winfield
Assault Rifle,

designed them and built them.

- For who?

- I don't know.

- Where's the crew and
the ship's captain?

- There's no one onboard.

- We wait, whoever owns the ship

and paid for these
guns will be back.

- Gentleman, we gotta
look at the upside.

These guns and this ship,

they gotta be worth
something to somebody.

We find out who
that somebody is,

sell 'em back.

The Winfield Assault Rifle.

Cal.

- Yeah.

- Take these jokers outside,

find out if they really
don't know anything.

You, yeah, you.

I want you to get your
tail back to the casino.

Stay locked in your room,

until I figure out how
to get the heat off.

If you rammed Butcher,

he's gonna be all over us,

like a bad-looking woman.

- I'm sorry about that, Sonny,

I just figured a
dead cop was more

pressure than a hit
and run, that's all.

- Just get back to the hotel.

- Okay.

- Come on, Sonny,

we can't be late for the party.

- [Sonny] Hey Tony, you've
gotta clean this pier up.

- [Tony] You got it, Sonny.

[grim music]

- What are you doing here?

- Oh, hi, I thought
everybody would

be at your parents'
party tonight.

- They are, I'm on
my way there now,

I just came by to pick up
their anniversary present.

What are you doing?

- Well, I lost my lighter here

this afternoon, at
least I think I did.

It's kind of sentimental,
it was given to me

by my father.

- Where were you sitting?

- Well, I was over
there, and then I

moved over here, I
think, I don't know.

It's gotta be around
here someplace.

- "To Vinnie, Love, Dad."

- Thank you very much,
wouldn't wanna lose it.

- I had kind of a nasty argument

with my father this afternoon.

He said he didn't want me
messing around with you.

- Oh, I guess that means
Tony blew us in, huh?

- He says he has an
instinct about you,

whatever that means.

I don't know why I
just told you that.

Probably means
you're gonna steer

wide circles around me, huh?

That wouldn't be the first
time that's happened.

Do you wanna take a walk?

- Yeah, sure, okay.

- When I was in high
school and the boys

I dated found out
who my father was,

they'd stop calling,
which made no sense to me,

I mean, my dad was
the greatest dad

in the whole world,

most of the time.

Sometimes you can't talk to him.

A coldness comes over him.

I guess it was then
I started to wonder

if what they wrote
about him might be true.

- It must be a weird
scene to find yourself in

at that age.

- Even as I got older,
the men I dated got older.

There would always be
those questions, you know,

"What does your dad
do for a living?"

"That Dave Steelgrave."

It got to the point
where I was just lying,

you know, if I liked the guy.

[poignant instrumental music]

They'd hear it somewhere else,

and they'd all go away.

So finally I had to.

- That's why you went to
college on the West coast.

- I'd have gone further
if I could have.

Somewhere where they just
don't print newspapers,

and nobody could find out.

- But you still seem very
close to your family.

- They're like a separate
entity, you know,

it's like college or work.

When I come to see
them, nothing I have in

California comes with me.

And when I go back home,

I leave them all behind.

Are you close with your family?

- Oh, well.

I got an Uncle Mike who kind of

watches over me.

- Your parents aren't alive?

- No, my dad's dead.

We were pretty close,
for the last couple

of years, mostly.

He was pretty good
with me from the time

I was about 16 on.

- What about your mom?

- Well my mom's always
been closer to my brother.

She was always a
great mom to me,

but it's been kind of
hard on her with me being

in jail and everything.

I guess I'm just not
the kind of son a

mother would be proud of.

- Is that what she thinks?

- That's what I think.

So when are you
going back to school?

- Probably the sooner
the better, huh?

- Maybe for you.

- Maybe for both of us.

Aren't you afraid of my dad?

Or Uncle Sonny?

- Only if they find out.

[sirens blaring]
[tires screech]

- [Cop] We got him!

- Hey, Vinnie.

I've gotta take you
to driver's school

so you can work on some of
those moving violations.

- What is this,
what's the matter?

- No, it's just a case
of mistaken identity.

- I'm going with you.

- No!

Don't get involved, Tracy,

just do me a favor,
call my Uncle Mike,

five, five, five,
two, six, one, zero,

tell him what happened,
that I want him

to get me out.

Okay, will you do that?
- Yes, I will.

- [Sheriff Butcher]
Come on, get in there.

[sirens blare]

[phone rings]

- Mike Terranova,
what can I do for you?

- Is this Vince
Terranova's Uncle Mike?

- Yeah, you got it, who's this?

- I'm a friend of his,
he asked that I call you,

he was just arrested by the
New Jersey Police Department.

- That guy is always
getting in trouble.

Vinnie just can't keep
his nose straight, can he?

- Well, we wanted
you to bail him out,

and he said as soon as possible.

- Yeah, yeah, that's the way it

always is with this guy.

Okay, okay, I'll find him.

Hey, thanks for the call.

- Okay.

- Hey Sherm, Sherm,
do not put me

on hold man, this
is the hotline.

Okay, have somebody
call McPike and tell him

his boy Terranova
just hit the lockup.

- Yeah, you tell me
how you're gonna be

a successful criminal
if you can't make it

one week without
getting pinched.

- Hey, I was just
trying to save that

redneck sheriff's life.

Greco was gonna blow him
away right on the spot,

and I had no way to stop it,

not without tipping my hand.

The guy's an
unstable load, Frank.

You gotta get me out of here.

- No, what you're gonna do is,

you're gonna get yourself a
real expensive mouthpiece,

and you're gonna go
to war with the DA.

You know, it looks to me like

you're burning the
houses already.

Brand new Rolex,
diamond cuff links.

Three hundred dollars in cash.

- Well the Steelgraves are
real generous employers,

you should see my
German ride, Frank.

Now look, I want
you to take this and

run this guy down.

His name's Norman Winfield.

- [Frank] Who is
he, what does he do?

- He fertilizes empty lots.

Right now he's working the
corner of Kentucky and Reardon.

- You sure?

- Yeah, I'm sure.

I helped bury.

When he was alive,
he was some kind of

a gun manufacturer.

I want you to dig
him up and find

out what killed him.

Now my bet is that he
died of excessive voltage,

courtesy of Tony Greco.

I also wanna know
where he's from,

where he's been, and where
he's staying here in town.

- Now you do me a favor.

You don't call up
about anymore bodies

that you've buried, huh Vince?

They're real hard to explain.

- I'll tell you what, Frank,

I'll keep it out
of my report if you

keep it out of yours.

[people chatting]

Thanks for bailing
me out, Sonny.

- What are you, kidding me?

Was I gonna leave you in there?

When you got somebody
working for you,

you gotta take care of them.

You never leave them
swinging, even if they

messed up, everybody
messes up now and then,

it's all right, just
don't make a habit of it.

- Come on Sonny, let's go.

Boxcar Louis's
waiting for us, we got

business across town.

- I'll bring the car around.

- No, Al's driving.

Come on, Sonny.

- Here's a bulletin,
Dave's not happy with you.

- Oh, Tracy, right?

- If you're that
smart, how come you're

not that smart?

- I don't wanna duck
this one, Sonny,

but I didn't do anything.

- Hey look, I told Dave
I'd talk to you, we talked.

- Are you sure you don't
want me to go with you?

- Go get cleaned
up, get some rest,

meet me at Gorman's
Gym in the morning.

- All right.

- Hey, how are things
in your office upstairs?

- Not again, are you
gonna rip this joint up

every other day?

- Oh, if you're missing me,

I can come every day.

- Oh, we got laws against
harassment, fella.

- Yeah, there's
all kinds of laws.

You probably won't
believe this goomba,

but they even got a law against
murdering federal agents.

- Oh yeah, I haven't
heard that one before,

is that new?

- Oh come on, let them pore
through the wastebaskets.

There, let's get out of here.

- I think I got his
blood pressure up

a point or two,
let's do it again.

- Norman Winfield, he
worked at various times

for Lockheed, McDonald
Douglas, Smith and Wesson,

and a number of government
facilities requiring

low priority clearance.

His specialty is small
armaments and weaponry design.

For the past two years,
he has not held a job.

Rundown on his credit
card shows that he has

been traveling in and
out of the country

frequently the past
10 months, mostly to

Mar del Calor and
Quintana, both in Mexico,

where he's been seen with
an international arms dealer

named Reynaldo Sykes.

He has frequented a
number of motels across

the country, most recently
the Garden Rose Motel

hall on 65; he checked
in there two days ago,

and he has not checked out,
[knocking]

registered to room one two two.

[pensive music]

[sensual jazz music]

- Oh hello, I'm looking
for Norman Winfield's room.

You know, this is
a very good year,

and I'm sorry to
intrude, but I have

some business with Norman.

- You have no
business with Norman.

- You know all about
Norman, do you?

I bet you do.

Well, the one thing
you may not know

is that he's dead.

- We all have to go sometime.

- Well I can see from
your generous overflow

of emotion that you and Norm
weren't romantically involved.

Or was this more of a
business celebration?

- Why did you come here?

- To meet you, or whoever
was working with Winfield.

You see, I'm with the
guys who own the pier

that Winfield was using.

I've got the guns, and
I want to talk to Sykes.

Oh, you felt that one.

You tell Sykes if
he wants his goods,

to contact me at this number.

Take it.

And tell him not to
wait to long either,

because if he does,
I'll dump his crates

in the Atlantic.

[thudding]

- Jab, jab, jab, jab, nice.

Nice, nice.

- Hey Sonny, what is it?

- Vincent, look, hey Vinnie,

how's it going, baby?

- All right.

- Do you like my kid?

What do you think, yeah?

- [Vince] Yeah,
he's got good legs,

but he's telegraphing
with his left,

he holds his mitts too
low, he better get them

up too otherwise
you're going to be

hearing a lot of white noise.

- Hey, I told you,
keep those hands up!

Everybody wants to
be Ali, you know?

- Listen I think I ran down

the guy who owns the guns.

His name's Reynaldo Sykes.

- You what?

- Yeah, well I figured
you wanted this guy

pretty bad, so I went
out in the street

to locate him.

- You don't do anything
without checking with me.

- So what did you find out?

- Well I figured since it
was taking a couple of days

to get his shipload,
that Winfield had to

be staying the area, someplace.

I called the motels
an the hotels,

saying I was Winfield,
asking for my messages.

He was staying at the
Garden Rose Motel, room 122.

- You're telling
me you just dialed

every motel in the phone
book, until you found

the right one, that simple?

- Yeah, that simple.

- That simple,
finally I got somebody

with brains working for me.

So how's that get us Sykes?

- Well, I found one
of his associates and

I gave her your number.

I said if they wanted
they merchandise back,

to contact me within 24
hours, or it goes overboard.

- Oh boy, I like that.

[somber music]

- [Tony] Charlie.

- Mr. Greco, I was
just checking out

what's happening with
that, I can't seem to

catch a winner.

- Clear it out,
spend an afternoon

at the track.

Let's go Cal, start
checking the joint out,

make sure it's
empty, take upstairs.

Come on, come on, let's go.

[knocking]

- Gas leak!

Come on!

Gas leak!

- Here they come!

[ominous music]

- Ba dum, would you look at her?

- What the hell is that?

He bring a broad to the meeting?

This guy wouldn't
last six seconds in

the Rabid Rabbit.

They'd plaster him
all over the walls.

[chuckles]

- Is that all?

- So what sells best,
the frozen corn,

or the peas?

- Sonny Steelgrave,
that's my brother Dave.

You must be Sykes.

- I'm pleased to make
your acquaintance,

Mr. Steelgrave.

This is my chauffer
Dieter Hausk and

my secretary, Raya Montenegro.

- Nice to meet
you, why don't you

sit right here and make
yourself comfortable?

Well, why don't
you gentlemen keep

your jackets buttoned
and your hands

at your sides?

Okay, let's lay it out here.

According to
Winfield's assistants,

whom we are currently detaining,

Winfield says that he
was producing these guns

for you at the rate
of 3000 per week.

You've asked for deliver
of over 10 thousand

in the next month.

At roughly 200 dollars per,
that's two million dollars.

You need a way to
export it, we got it.

We're thinking of an
export and handling fee,

and 10 percent of the retail.

- Mr. Steelgrave, do
you know what these are?

- May I?

Norman Winfield
created the greatest

single hand weapon to
date, capable of firing

over 20 rounds per
second, it is also

a compact rocket launcher.

[clunk]

- Yeah, and I got a toaster
that makes popcorn, so what?

- Any number of men
armed with a WAR-15

is increased in
strength tenfold.

Any tiny nation, even a
small band of guerrillas,

totalling only 100
can now be equipped

into a thousand men.

And when Winfield tried
to sell this weapon

to your government,
they turned him down,

so he came to me.

I bought Mr. Winfield
and this sort of weapon,

I paid much.

I built the factory
that manufactures them.

These are mine, why
should I pay you

to get back that which I own?

- Because we have them.

And in my neighborhood,
possession is nine-tenths

of the law.

The other 10, we
don't care about.

- I did not come
here to be extorted.

- I didn't come here to
play bocce ball either.

Now you're the one
who had the nerve

to come into my area, my dock.

You're conducting criminal
business on my property,

and I can't take the heat,

so where do you
come off, mister?

- Sonny's right, we don't
do this for our health.

You came to our turf
to do illegal business,

you should have came to see us,

so we get our taste.

- I did, I gave Winfield 100
thousand dollars American,

to be paid in full for
the export of my weapons

from your pier.

- Well, I run everything,
it goes through

Greco Marine enterprise,
Winfield never contacted anyone.

- I gave the money to
Winfield personally.

[suspenseful music]

- We have a situation
here to work out.

We didn't get paid
for our services,

but we have your guns.

- I think I hear
something next door.

- Check it out.

- Where's he going?

- Downstairs to get
a pack of smokes.

- [Sonny] Look pal, it's
not up for discussion.

You think you can come down here

and pull my nose?

[suspenseful music]

You're operating a gun hustle,

you didn't tell my boys.

- [Sykes] Perhaps
it would be wise to

think before you
speak, Mr. Steelgrave.

I'm not a man who
enjoys being threatened.

[crash]

- Don't try it.

[gun shots]

[suspenseful music]

[gun shots]

[gun shots]

[guns shots]

[tires screech]

[eerie music]

- Sonny, Sonny?

[coughs]

[somber music]

[ominous music]

- Somebody coming,
let's be alert.

- Excuse me, is it possible

for someone to help me?

My tire is flat.

[gun shots]

- All right, Dieter.

I want all crates with
Sendrakes International

shipping labels loaded
aboard, I want to on the way

within the hour, Captain.

Come.

- How is he?

How is he?

- Stable, Doc says.

Doesn't look to good right now.

Best shot he's got
he has is if he

comes around tonight.

- So I ran into
Angela downstairs,

she said Sykes's
men hit the dock,

took the ship and
the load of guns.

- Perfect little operation, huh?

- Only screw up is,
the didn't get me.

- Yeah, me too.

- I don't think it
was any mistake.

- Hey, what is it with you,

we were both right
in the middle of it.

- You were right in
the middle of what pal,

you were right next door,
checking out termites.

- I don't gotta
explain nothing to you.

- It's not me you gotta
worry about, wiseguy.

- Tracy.

Tracy, I'm sorry
about your father.

- Were you there?

- Does it matter?

- Nobody does anything without
checking with me first.

[phone rings]

- Mike Terranova, what's up.

- Agent four,
five, eight, seven.

Day code style section,
ident procedure

is dogs groom, palladium,

- Hey, how's my favorite nephew?

Are you calling
from your new job?

- Negative, I'm on a payphone.

- Access clear.

- I may be going
to the funhouse,

I'm gonna need a trapdoor.

- [Lifeguard] Go.

- Greco, Anthony, I found out he

banks at Federated Bank,
Pittsburgh Avenue branch,

I'd like him to come
into some money,

a little under a hundred grand.

- What kind of trail
are we leaving when

we make the deposit?

- A really striking Latino girl,

dark hair, long legs,
a real head-turner,

and as soon as you
can, maybe take him

on a tour of our
better facilities.

And drop him down a rabbit hole,

he's beginning to breathe on me.

- In motion, day
code remain active?

- Oka, Uncle Mike.

- Who were you talking to?

- That was my bookie.

- Bookie?

Make sure you don't make
any plane reservations,

I'm sure Sonny
will wanna see you.

- Is he awake?

- He'll call you
when he wants you.

In the meantime, Rico here will

make sure you
don't trip and fall

onto a Greyhound bus.

- All right.

- [Sonny] How's Rita and Tracy?

- Julia and Carmilla
are with her.

My sister's coming up
tonight, and they're okay,

you just get better.

You let me and Carmine
handle everything

for a while, hmm?

- I really appreciate
you flying up here, Nick,

taking care of the
funeral arrangements.

- Come on, will you?

Everything is okay.

- Nothing is okay.

Not until I take
care of this Sykes

and his flamenco
dancer. [coughs]

I want out of here,
are you gonna get

me out of here, or what?

- Your doctor says you're
all ripped up inside.

- I'm not gonna go
jitterbugging, Nick.

Now just get me out, okay?

Get the damn ambulance
and a stretcher.

- Okay, okay, we'll
get you out of here.

Carmine, go and
find a doc, okay?

Sonny, you're okay?

- I'm fine, where's Vinnie?

Outside, Tony and Rico
have been keeping him warm.

Get him in here.

- Vinnie.

- Hey, Sonny, how you feeling?

- Dave is dead, my
brother is dead.

What happened, Vinnie?

What the hell happened?

- I was in there
with the rest of you.

- You were nowhere.

In fact, you were
out in left field

when the whole
shebang went down.

That chick, did she send
you a signal, Vinnie?

- No, Tony told me
to go next door,

see who was in the next room.

- You said you heard something,

there was nobody next door.

- What are you kidding me,

are you tell me I
was part of a setup?

- Do I look like
I'm kidding you?

I'm lying here full of grief,

sucking wind through
bullet wounds. [coughs]

You think I'm fooling around?

- No.

- This whole thing
went lousy from

the first day I met you.

Sykes, with these
guns on my pier,

how easily you located
him to set up that meet.

- I explained how
I did that, Sonny.

Just took some
legwork and some luck.

- Luck?

Dave is dead.

- I'll bet you Dave
smelled you out

Terranova, maybe you knew he was

on to you and set
this up, is that it?

- You better talk to me, Vinnie.

- Sonny, this whole
thing with Sykes

has been going down
long before I showed up.

What about Sykes saying
he paid somebody off?

- That was crap.

- I don't think so,
Sykes is player,

he knows the rules.

I think he paid the 100 grand,

just like he said.

And if he did, that
means there's a

hundred grand floating
around someplace.

Somebody took that money
without telling, Sonny,

and it wasn't me,
'cause I was still

in the Jersey tombs.

Whoever Sykes paid
figured they could just

socket the money without
telling you or Dave.

Now if I was
looking for a heavy,

I'd look at the guy
that set up the deal

with Winfield, and
that was you, Greco,

it was your pier,
it was your deal.

You had to kill
Winfield, because he gave

you the cash.

That's what got the
whole thing rolling

the wrong way.

- You shut your mouth, scum.

- He, why don't we
check your bank?

See if you got a hunk
of change in there,

maybe around like
a hundred grand?

- You're history,
punk, you're history!

- Don't touch him.

- Oh, you're dead.

[coughs]

- We'll call the bank,
we'll settle this.

[ominous music]

Rico, check it out.

- Check it out?

Sonny, I've been with
you for 20 years,

20 years.

All right, do what you want.

But I ain't gonna
stand here while

you check me out.

- I can get Sykes for you.

- What are you talking about?

He's 10 hours
across the Atlantic.

He killed Dave, and he's gone.

Yeah, but after
the ambush I called

down at the pier,
I told the guys to

remove the guns from the
crates in the warehouse.

These guys are
floating at sea with a

box full of rocks, Sonny.

- He didn't check
the guns before

he put them aboard?

- Yeah, I know
that, that's why I

put a full box of guns
on top of each stack.

You don't believe
me, call Sammy down

at the pier, you'll find out.

- I don't know
about you, Vinnie.

You move fast, maybe too fast.

We'll see.

Get that mezzo
mutt on the phone,

call him ship to shore.

I wanna lead this
one on personally.

Give me it.

- One hundred
grand was deposited

in Tony's account.

And get this, Sonny,

a good-looking
Spanish broad put it

in there for him.

[suspenseful music]

[clunk]

[slam]

- Don't bother, Dieter.

I am turning back, and
I accept your terms.

I will trade you the
killer of your brother,

my secretary, for the guns.

But how can I trust you?

- There are always
risks in business,

your guns will be
at warehouse three.

- Do not fear, cariñosa.

I will not play his
game, I do not trust him.

He will try and hit us.

[suspenseful music]

- Agent four,
five, eight, seven,

day code, style section,
beach, date, flowers.

- [Lifeguard] How
you doing, Vinnie?

- Okay, Sonny's alive, get some

federal units out to the pier,

it's gonna go down
fast, and notify McPike

and the Jersey cops.

[crash]

- You pig, I smelled you from

day one, and I was right.

Sonny should have
listened to Dave,

he could have picked
out a cop, blindfolded.

- The way he did
Stan Dermot, huh?

- You should have
seen that fat slob,

bleeding and puking
after Dave gave

him the old badda-bing
in the head.

Now I'm gonna do it to you.

You're going across the river.

- Yeah?

Well I figure you're
gonna come over with me.

Sonny already knows you took
the payoff from Winfield.

- Sonny's not gonna
believe a cop over me.

- You just don't wanna
see the picture, do you?

Sonny already knows.

They went down to your
bank and found out

about the 100 G's
deposited there.

Nice try, but I don't
have a hundred G's

in the bank, I'm not stupid
enough to put it there.

- Yeah, I know,
that's why I made

the deposit for you.

Sonny's men are
all over this burg

looking for you, and
it's not give you

a raise, genius.

- You're bluffing,
you're bluffing.

- I just came from the hospital.

You may as well
stick that blaster in

your ear and save
yourself the drive home.

It's gonna be a lot
quicker and easier

than Sonny's gonna make it.

[sirens wailing]

[thudding]

[gun fires]

[thudding]

[gun shots]

[thudding]

- Vinnie!

Are you all right?

- Yeah, the Lifeguard
traced the call.

Dave Steelgrave killed Stan.

Tony here was the accomplice,
maybe the wheel man.

You can close that one out.

- I don't know any
Stan, and after I

talk to Sonny, you're history.

- Your best bet is
to cooperate, Tony.

Maybe these guys will
take pity on you,

and put you in the
witness program.

- They can jam the
witness program,

there's no way I'd
ever talk to you pigs.

- Oh, good, have
it your own way.

But you better look
around when you

stick your head out of the hole,

Sonny will be waiting
to take it off

and send it home in a hat box.

- Oh don't you worry, Vinnie.

He won't pop up while
you're still under;

I'll make sure of that.

Get him out.

[somber music]

- Something wrong?

- Yeah, this guy happens to be

fond of ambushes.

I already saw one
of his maneuvers

up close, I don't
feel like a rematch.

- He comes in here, we tank him,

don't worry about
him, leave it to

me and my guys.

[ominous music]

- Hey Vinnie, what
is that, the cops?

- Nah, I don't
think it's the cops.

[hissing]

[explosion]

[suspenseful music]

[gun shots]

[gun shots]

[gun shots]

[hissing]
[explosion]

[gun shots]

[explosion]

[gun shots]

[ominous music]

[sirens blaring]

[gun shots]

[explosion]

[gun shots]

[blast]
[hissing]

[explosion]

- Thank you gentleman,
federal matter.

- Sometimes I can't get
enough of you, Frank.

- Yeah, we'll see if you still

love me after I bust you.

[somber music]

- I heard you were
leaving tonight.

- I'm gonna take my mother out

to California and
get her away from

all this publicity.

We both have a lot of
crying and thinking to do.

Go spend some time with
your mother, Vinnie.

Don't let her go
without finding out

who she is.

Don't wanna make the
same mistake I did.

- Make sure Nick takes
care of Rita and Tracy,

I want everything done
first class, naturally.

- Sonny.

- Thanks for coming.

- How you feeling?

- I'm okay.

Arm's still a little stiff,

but it's still gonna
take some time.

- Yeah, get that old
left hook back, huh?

- Marvin Ketchel's
gonna defend you,

he's real good at it.

Says he can get you off.

- I really appreciate
this, Sonny.

- We'll see.

Rico says you handled
your end pretty good

at the pier.

But I keep losing good
men with you, Vinnie.

- Sonny, we were gonna go down,

one way or the other.

Somebody called those
feds beforehand,

Tony maybe?

- Well, well.

No one told me
they took the tubes

out of you yet, Sonny.

I would have sent
you a big basket

of fruit, but I figured
I'd wait and see

if you died, put the money into

a nice wreath.

- You know what the trouble
with you is, frisbee?

You don't know when
your luck has run out.

Now why don't you give
me a break and back off,

I'm in mourning.

- Oh yeah, your
greaseball brother ate

the big one down at
the Blue Angel, right?

Tony Greco's been
telling us all about it.

You'll be hearing from us.

Oh, and my condolences.

- So it's the feds
who picked up Tony.

- The feds didn't pick him up,

he probably ran
to them for cover.

- What can I do for you, Sonny?

- Get in.

I wanna trust you, Vinnie.

You're one of the best I've

ever come across.

Dave had his doubts,
maybe I do too.

So you and me, we're
gonna make a pact.

- I'm with you, Sonny.

- That Fed, Hawthorne.

I wanna do him.

We're gonna do him
together, you and me.

Tonight.

We'll do him for Dave.

[ominous music]

- You sure he's alone?

- His wife and kids
are at the movies.

Vinnie.

You pull the trigger,
kill this Fed for me?

I'll trust you forever.

[sighs]

[knocks]

- What the hell are you--

[gun blasts]
[crash]

- There's a warning you

can't walk away from, dog meat.

[tires screech]

- [Frank] Okay,
okay, you're dead,

you convinced me.

- Geez.

Oh man, my wife's
gonna have my tail

for busting that
mirror like that.

- Well, you're moving anyways.

- He now, you promised
me someplace warm.

- As long as you're
out of sight.

That oughta set his
cover real good.

Let's see what he brings us.

- [Vinnie] Want me
to drive, Sonny?

- Yeah, for the last time.

You're through being
a driver, Vinnie.

You're taking over
Greco's action.

You're moving up.

[triumphant music]

[upbeat triumphant
instrumental music]